Smoking cigarettes on the roof, You look so pretty and I love this view, We fell in love in October, That's why I love fall, Looking at the stars, Admiring from afar

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For you, rehab at first had seemed like a curse, a worst case scenario, you were fine after all, maybe a bit fucked up but fine nonetheless, or atleast that's what you told yourself.

But after yet another near overdose experience your brother had enough and put you into the Minnesota Addiction Treatment Centre, a rehab center with pretty high success rates, though you didn't believe in all that shit, you just saw this as a punishment.

Though after just a few weeks there you felt different...you found yourself actually enjoying your time there, talking to the other recovering addicts, meeting the staff, you had even broke out of your rule-breaker/rebellious mentality, until you saw him.

The Centre had a few simple rules, obviously no drugs could be taken on sight (or really at all for that matter) or you'd be thrown out and two was the fact that men and women were kept separate to avoid any unnecessary distractions fom recovery meaning you were all kept in separate areas of the building, though that didnt stop you from passing by him a few times, him being James Frey.

James had joined a few weeks after you did and seemed to be having a harder time than you, he hated rehab, he really didn't see the point, until he met you.

Your relationship had started off innocent, James just held the door for you one day and at first you both didn't speak not really wanting to break the rules but after a while you seemed to bump into him more and more frequently until soon you secretly exchanged names, then spoke and now here you found yourself in a secret relationship with him.

James and you had a secret spot that no one really tended to go to around the back of the centre, just by some steps leading to the roof, it was one of the only places where you and him could safely meet up and just the day prior James had instructed you to meet him there just after dinner at 7pm.

And so you did just that, making your way up to yours and his spot. James had arrived quite a bit ago, eager to see you. As you came into his view his expression seemed to light up.

"Y/N!" He said, not even realising how excited he sounded, waving his hand with a smile falling onto his busted lip as he pat the spot on the steps next to him for you to sit.

As you sat next to him he bought a hand around your waist and pressed a gentle kiss to your temple, passing you the cigarette he was smoking.

"No one followed you up here right?" he said with a small laugh, nudging you playfully knowing that you were very careful when coming to meet him.