Damn the song I'm listening to is really good 💞

'I hate you,' James told Peter as soon as he'd seen the video. They were sitting at the kitchen table, James drinking coffee and Peter eating, as per usual. 'I think I actually hate you.'

'Meh.' Peter shrugged and carried on eating. 'You'll thank me later.'

'Thank you?' James spat out his coffee. 'Excuse me? You posted a video telling the entire world that I basically have a crush on Lily Evans!'

'Think of it this way,' Peter began. 'Lily Evans lives in the world. She'll see it.'

Putting his head in his hands, James groaned. 'That's exactly the point, Peter! I had an entire speech planned! It was going to be great and brilliant and she was going to fall in love with me, but then you went and ruined it!'

At least Peter had the good grace to look slightly sheepish. 'You can still do the speech,' he offered.

'This is a disaster.'

'Look on the bright side,' Peter started to say, but James' phone pinged, interrupting him.

'If that's Lily I might actually cry,' James mumbled into his hands. 'If you've ruined things between me and Lily, Peter....'

'So, you talk about me all the time, huh?' Peter read, picking up James' phone. 'From: Lily with a heart. And a flower. Whoah. I'm telling Sirius.'

'Peter, I'm still incredibly pissed at you,' James warned. 'Wait- what did she say?'

Peter scoffed and headed towards the door, dropping the phone on the table as he did so. 'Crap. I'm out. I don't do well with relationships. You can wallow by yourself, Prongs.'

'Fucking Jesus, Wormtail-' James began, but Peter was already out of the door.

'Fuck,' James muttered, scanning the text Lily had sent him. 'Thanks a bunch, Peter. So, you talk about me all the time, huh? What does that even mean?'

He sighed and started to type out a response.

M E S S A G E S B E T W E E N J A M E S A N D L I L Y

So, you talk about me all the time, huh?

Guilty.

Hmm. I don't know what I should say to that.

How about yes?

Yes? To what?

To going on a date with me. Peter's already let the cat out of the bag. I might as well say it now.

Say what?

You don't give me any breaks, do you, Lily?

To say that I like you. As more than a friend.

Well, in that case...

Yes, I will go on a date with you, James Potter.

****

James was very freaked out about their date. So freaked out, in fact, he went to Sirius for help.

'Just chill, mate,' Sirius said lazily, sprawled on his bed with Remus sitting at the foot of it. 'Be yourself and shit.'

'It'll be great, don't worry,' Remus offered, and James smiled, then sighed, running his hands through his hair.

'Yeah, but it's easier for you. You're gay. Girls are perfectionists. She'll expect me to be.. I don't know.'

Remus gaped. 'First off, I'm not gay-'

'You are,' Sirius snorted. 'And I would know.'

'Secondly, that's so sexist. Guys can be perfectionists too. And third, just chill, James. Relax. Deep breaths. Now get out.'

*****

When he arrived at the café they'd planned to meet at, she was already there.

His heart rose into his throat just looking at her. His palms started to sweat, and suddenly he almost wished he wasn't there- because, hey, Lily Evans looked beautiful.

So so beautiful.

And he didn't deserve her. No way.

She spotted him, and waved, her mouth curving into an irresistible smile.

I'm so screwed, James thought. Oh God.

*****

The date went well, James thought. Not even well. Perfectly.

James couldn't remember the last time he'd cared about a girl the way he already cared about Lily Evans. He'd had girlfriends before, of course, and he'd liked them, but...

They'd never lasted very long at all.

When he walked away from Lily at the café, his blood was humming in his veins. He couldn't keep the smile off his face.

This is going to work, he thought.

******

Two and a half weeks later, Lily and James were lying on Lily's bed. James had his hand in Lily's hair, and was winding it around and around his finger.

They were lying so close together that Lily almost couldn't tell where he began and she ended.

It was safe to say that the last two weeks of dating had gone well. They'd told their friends, of course, Marlene and Sirius and Remus and Peter and Alice, but apart from that...

It was secret. Theirs.

Safe.

'Lily,' James began, and Lily opened one of her eyes lazily, stretching out her legs like a cat.

'I really want to kiss you right now,' he sighed, and Lily grinned up at him.

They'd kissed before, on dates and before James left and just... wherever.

'But,' he said, pulling himself away from her. 'But. I need to ask you something first.'

Lily raised an eyebrow and propped herself up on one elbow. 'Oh?'

'Lily,' James began. 'Will you do me the honour of becoming my girlfriend?'

Lily grinned. 'Of course I will, James.'

'Oh, thank Merlin,' James sighed, and leant down so his nose was touching hers, so close she could see the flecks of gold in his hazel eyes. 'I was scared you would say no.'

'What possible reason could I have to say no?' Lily murmured, and he kissed her, gently and slowly and softly.

I really really like you, Lily thought, as her hands made their way into his hair, drawing him closer, ever closer.

The sound of her phone ringing interrupted them, jolting her into reality again.

A few seconds later, James' phone rang, too.

Alice, her screen read.

'Why is Sirius calling me?' James muttered.

'Alice?' Lily asked, sitting up on the bed slowly. 'What's wrong?'

'Have you been online recently?' Alice asked, sounding worried.

'Online?' Lily shifted on the bed uncomfortably. 'No, why?'

'Check Twitter. Quick. Are you with James?'

'Yes,' Lily said slowly. 'Sirius just called him. What's going on?'

'Hang up on me and check Twitter,' Alice urged, and Lily did so, her hands starting to shake.

James scooted closer to her on the bed, leaning over her shoulder to see her phone. Normally that would have made her heart go crazy, but now...

Now she was freaking out.

She scrolled past a few random pictures from old school friends until she finally found it.

So my mom just sent over holiday pictures and in these you can clearly see James Potter and Lily Evans kissing... um.... kinda freaking out atm. (Photo.) (Photo.) (Photo.)

'Oh shit,' Lily breathed, clicking on the photos.

In the first one, there was a woman standing by a café, with a ginger girl and brown haired boy kissing in the background.

In the second one, they'd drawn apart slightly, and were slightly more recognisable.... but in the last one, Lily and James were facing the camera, laughing... clearly them.

'This is so not the way I would have chosen to tell everyone about us,' James breathed.

Sirius said something on the other side of the line, and James nodded intently.

Lily scrolled past a few more pictures.

Why didn't they tell us? One person had tweeted.

Damn Lily Evans better back off, James is mine, said another.

Ugly ass hoe, someone else had tweeted.

FUCK IM EXCITED, Marlene had tweeted. MY CHILDREN ARE TELLING EVERYONE.

Lily replied with a: sometimes you're such a big kid, Marlene, and instantly her phone blew up.

Is it confirmed? Someone asked. Is it real?

Lily turned off her phone miserably.

'Sirius thinks we should confirm it,' James told her, his hazel eyes fixed on her. 'With a tweet, or a video, or... something.'

'We might as well do a video,' Lily sighed. 'Just to tell them.'

****

'So, I'm Lily Evans, and this is James,' Lily began, trying her best to sound cheerful.

'And we're just here to talk to you about 'Jily', or me and Lily,' James said. 'Now, obviously, the pictures weren't the best way for us to tell you. It would have been much better if we'd told you ourselves, but obviously we can't change it now. Yes, me and Lily are a couple.'

'And yes, I'm sure loads of you will be really excited about it,' Lily finished. 'And that's cool. I really love it that so many of you are so involved with us. But please do remember that just like any couple, we do want our privacy! So don't expect huge long romantic vlogs, or any more pictures of us kissing, or anything like that.'

'We're just humble trash cans,' James added, giggling.

'You're a humble trash can, James.' Lily rolled her eyes. 'I'm one of those huge gold ones, you know? Maybe even with a crown.'

'A crown? Are you kidding? I'm gonna have the crown. I am the greatest. King James.' James grinned.

'Off topic!' Lily warned, laughing. 'So anyway, yes, we are a couple. And I'm better trash than James.'

'Nope-'

There was a beep, and the camera stopped. Lily grinned. 'Ahah, James. That's where we stopped filming, so I am the greatest.'

'Rude,' James sighed. 'I don't know how I'm gonna put up with you, to be honest.'

'You'll manage,' Lily smiled. 'I plan on sticking around you for a long time.'

Word count- 1590
Shitty ending count is up to 2 haha
Also I got the idea for the picture thingy from something I saw on Instagram? Maybe you've seen it. It's the one where the mom took a selfie on holiday and Nick Jonas is just in the background looking really awkward, and she didn't even realise he was there.