Georgia's POV

"Hey Georgia, its time to get off." James was shaking my arm. My eyes shot open to a parked plane. I felt so groggy and restless. I pulled Denis' flannel on and followed James to get out bags in the airport.

"Long flight." He said "It's always that long."

"I wonder how the guys are doing?"

"I don't know we can call them before we go out tonight." James rubbed his eyes.

"You didn't sleep did you?" I slapped his arm

"I couldn't I was way to pumped to get home and look at me now." he laughed at me and we walked through the airport. So many native accents came from just about everyone's mouth. It was amazing to be here. I was in York with James Cassells who wouldn't be happy with that?

"Keep in mind we have to take a cab." I said and he groaned. I called a cab and James gave him the address.

"Mate are you from one of those bands?" The cabbie asked

"Yeah, do you recognize me?" James asked

"Is it one of those screaming ones?"

I laughed at this, too hard for my stomach to take because I haven't eaten anything since yesterday so it sort of hurt.

"Yes, Asking Alexandria I play the drums."

"My niece loves you guys! You don't even have to pay me." He handed James a piece of notebook paper and a pen.

"You just sign that paper for her, her names Natalie."

James smiled at me and began writing on the paper.

"And you young lady, what do you do?" He asked

I cleared my throat. "I travel with the band. They are pretty much my family. James here is my bestfriend."

"She's our leads girlfriend." James said

"Ohh the ginger haired one?" He was behind the times...

"We have a new singer." James said "He's from the Ukraine."

"Well that's sweet, nothing wrong with alittle change."

"Nope."

"You said York right?" He asked

"Yes."

"You'll be there in less than 5 minutes.."

How was that so quick? Traffic here was way easier than America.

Once he stopped in front of a large bricked home he waved on to us and we waved back. James grabbed our bags and opened the door. His house was moderately sized but it was beautifully decorated with brown leather chairs. Posters of him and the guys were everywhere, magazines, signed autographs.

"There is a guest room in the basement." James dropped his bag on the couch and led me downstairs. There were pictures of James and Ben on one wall, and his drum set was in the corner.

"That room" He pointed to the farthest room, "That's where I play my drums the walls are sound proof but I'm sure you don't mind."

"No I don't , I would love to try drumming some time." I said

"I can start teaching you." He offered me

"That would be awesome." I smile at him

"Okay so this is your room." He opened the door in between two brown rugged couches.

"Cameron and Sam were over here a few weeks before we went on tour and completely trashed those couches." He flipped the light on and a globe light above flickered on. He sat my bag on the love seat. The bed was larger then the one I had in L.A. and the walls were already covered with Asking's awards, and records.

"I didn't even bother getting Brandi to redo the walls for you because I know how much you love us."

"This is just-" I couldn't say anything after that because I was thankful for everything the guys in general had done for me. The one member who I know I would always be close with was James.

"I'm going to go get cleaned up and take a shower." he said

"I have two bathrooms one in my room and the other one is in the hall right before my room to the left of the kitchen."

"Okay thank you so much James." I hugged him before he went upstairs and I went ahead and threw my clothes into the basket to be washed. I needed to go shopping for clothes but I had one outfit that wasn't dirty and that was the White t-shirt Denis gave me such a long time ago and my black ripped skinny jeans. I needed to call Denis and tell him I was back in York with James and we were okay.

My cell still worked here and I would have to call to get the bill put in my name since Ni... she was dead.

So I called Denis.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

Beeeep.... "This is Denis Stoff, I am not available now so please leave me a message I'll try to get back to you."

I sighed. I needed a shower.. I had to get used to being away from him. I had James and there was no need to keep worrying about him every second of the day. He's probably still on his plane.

I didn't really know how to turn the water on in his bathroom because it was sort of electronic. James' house was very commercial. I pressed the red and blue button and the water poured down on me. Warm.. too cold...I pressed the red button again. "AHH FUCK!" I yelled too hot.. I turned the red button off completely and took a freezing shower. I was an icicle when I got out.

"Georgia!" James yelled

"What?" I said wrapping a towel around me exiting the bathroom. James was already dressed in the living room

"Denis called me, he's home."

"Ahh, thank god." I said

"He said he loves you and that he misses you."

"Thank you James."

"I really hope you both don't get separation depression." James said

"I already have it." I laughed

"Hey Brandi is coming here tomorrow and she wants to take you out to like do girl things."

"I haven't even met the other guys girls yet!" I said

"No but Brandi is the best."

"I'm going to get dressed. So I don't soak your carpets." I rushed downstairs and threw my clothes on, brushing my hair.

I put my Converse on and met James upstairs.

"Okay, so were going to this pub just down the road abit. It's not very fancy but I think you will like it, there's alot of music playing and its right but this nice little water oasis."

"You mean a lake?" I asked

"Yeah a lake, it's sort of a pond though."

"It doesn't really matter." James drove us to the pub. Once we got there there was already a few people sitting at the tables outside but James got us a table inside.

"I love this place." I looked at the strangely decorated walls

"Are you hungry?" James asked

"Extremely." He got up from the table and came back with menus.

"You have to literally go to the bar and tell them what you want here. It's sort of self served."

I ordered a salad and James ordered a steak.

The bar maid came to us and asked us if we wanted drinks and I for the first time in my entire life I ordered my first ale.

"That was easy." I said

"Americans do not know how to drink."

"Nope, not at all. I don't want to go back there for awhile. At least till I'm legal." The bar maid brought our drinks and walked away.

I drank my beer quickly, I didn't know whether or not to tell James to order me another so he pretty much read my mind.

"Another ale for the lady here." He drank his down slowly

It was about 8:00 p.m. here and large groups were piling in mostly my age I was guessing. I finished my 2nd ale and it went on and on once I was half way down with my 4th one I practically fell over in my seat.

"Georgia, I told you two was enough." James said to me helping me up. "We need to get you home before you pass out."

James' POV

"NO I need to sing! Let's do karaoke. A duet." She raised up and grabbed my hand

"We are going to sing a song." She said going to the D.J. guy

"What song little lady?"

"How about--" I watched her hiccup. What the fuck did I do...

"Georgia let me pick." I grasped her shoulder tightly before she fell over onto the guy.

"This guy, he's just.. just the best James is my best friend I just want to lick his face." She was sort of scaring me now.

"She's really drunk mate." The D.J. said to me

"I know, and I'll be the one taking care of her when she is hungover."

"Your a good boyfriend."

I shook my head "She's not my girlfriend." She threw her arms around my neck

He looked at me in disbelief as I picked her up. "She's my band mate's girl whose not going to be happy when he hears about her getting this drunk."

He laughed at me "I will see you tomorrow I bet."

"You are not wrong there." I carried Georgia to the car and buckled her up..

"James" she said as I sat in my seat I looked at her
"Yes?" I asked
"Your my best friend." And from there she crashed and was asleep