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ღLove is like cliff-diving. You can back away from the edge or let yourself fall.ღ
Taylor looked over with a smile. "Resolutions? Like New Year's? I'm not sure," she admitted. Trying not to sound boring, she added, "At least now I won't be known as the break-up queen. There's something to be said for limited options." Nice job, Taylor, now you'll sound like you're worried about dating. Think apocalypse girl! What should you be talking about? "What about you? Worried about not finishing the Hunger Games Trilogy?" She teased. "Then again, Jennifer Lawrence is still here, so perhaps you can wrap it up."

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Josh raised an eyebrow in skepticism. "Strange, I thought Britney Spears still held that title," he said. Josh smiled, but only slightly. Movie making was currently the least of his worries. Worries over his family ranked number one. But there was something to be said about her last comment. He swallowed, imagining the possibility of any of the people in the house killing each other. It took a moment for him to gain the ability to speak. "Honest truth? That's an movie I would prefer to be caught on camera and have the comfort of knowing nobody really died."

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"Stay calm.... stay calm"

xxxxx Jay Baruchel sighed rubbing his hands through his hair watching everyone move around. At least they were talking. Jay would fix his problem by going up to someone and talking but he's just too shy. Jay clenched his fist and stood up eager now walking straight towards Chloe. he walked right up to them and listened to her talk for a while and once she noticed him he failed. "Do you know where your restrooms is?" he asked Chloe feeling horribly dumb. "I don't want to wait for them t stop working" Inside Jay was slapping himself and would be once he got away from people. Jay was good with everybody, he was an actor of course. But this was Chloe Grace Moretz. They are way cooler than him. The only way Jay got invited was because his friend, friend of James, was invited and couldn't ditch Jay. Hopefully James and Chloe was as cool and nice as he's seen in their movies. James was a pretty harsh guy in Spiderman that's for sure.

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xxxxxxxxxx James was about to speak to Chloe went Jay walked up. He looked a bit unspoken and raised his eyebrow when he asked where the bathroom was. "Uh, down the hallway to the right or up the stairs on the left. " He smiled half falsely and knitted his eyebrows in confusion. "Is there something you wanna say because, you look kind of stopped up?" Franco bit his bottom lip and shrugged. "Bathrooms where I said." He generally pointed in the direction and turned back to Chloe. "Hey, everybody I forgot something. "Chloe Grace will be second in command. If you have any problems ask her and she will mostly always have a answer because she's perfect." He grinned and glanced at Chloe and winked at her and blew a kiss to her with a flirty smirk. He nodded towards the bedroom and winked again and cocked an eyebrow at her as if asking "wanna?"

(major wb, sorry guys)

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xxxxx Jay Baruchel jumped looking over at James who appeared out of nowhere. "Oh, HI um thanks" he said turning around. When James spoke again he shook his head. "Uh, no I don't have anything.." he stopped when James gave an announcement then had a moment with Chloe so Jay walked off to where he wanted to go saying thanks to James when he left. Jay walked in turning on the water glad it work and he ran downstairs annoyed that people were now being assigned group. If Jay got assigned anything it would be probably be something like guard, or extra person number two. He grabbed all of James bowls and cups running back upstairs tossing bowls to people and pointed to the kitchen sink. "Fill it up while we can.." he stopped and spoke again. "Oh, please" he said running back upstairs and filling the bowls up with all the water,

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To be completely honest, it took every bit of self-control in her body, which was actually a considerable amount, to keep her fingers from locking around James's throat. She gave him a look that said exactly that. She took a breath, then gave him a curt and stern shake of her head. She had to admit it to herself, though, it was reassuring to see that playful note in his eyes. That cocky grin. The sassy, trademark wink. She mentally sighed. They were a part of him, and he was a part of her. A doubt formed in her mind like a black cloud on a sunny day. There was no doubt in her mind that he had caught onto her feelings like a hound to at least some minor degree. She wasn't sure what scared her more, the thought that James was trying to placate her or that she actually needed to be placated.

It took her a moment of staring at him to figure out exactly what was getting under her skin. James was all she had now. She doubted she would ever see her family again, and she had to come to terms with that. But James was here. And there was no way she was letting him go, even if he was still in the same house as her. She would let nothing come between them. Sheepishly, she looked away, taking a long, quiet breath. She stared at the floor for a moment, muttering something about bringing in her supplies from her car, then started making her way to the garage, her heart pounding.

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xxxxxxxxxx James watched Jay wander down the hallway and get some buckets and bowls to get water in. He smiled lightly. Great idea, Jay. Franco thought as he turned his attention back to Chloe who looked like she was about to strangle him to death. He smirked as she watched him with though laced in her eyes and love decorated her facial features. The man watched her as she debated something inside her mind with deep thought and how she had a deep, thinkingful distant look that stayed softly inside her eyes all the time. He grinned to himself and watched as she muttered something unknown and pad off into the garage. Should I follow her? Or not...? I'll follow her.. James decided and set down his beer on the clean polished counter and followed Chloe Grace out of the house and into his garage. "Chlo, I was kidding about going upstairs if that what you wanted to choke me for." He grinned for a few second before returning a look of seriousness. "Sorry." He only ever said sorry to Chloe and no one else; meaning she meant something to him and everyone could tell. He walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders and said. "I would never put you in that position; unless you clearly wanted to which is not likely." Franco grinned playfully at her and kissed her forehead. "Let's get this stuff in."

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Her small smile was hidden from him as he kissed her forehead. She did her best to ignore the scent of booze drifting up from him, the slightly drunken look in his eyes. Still flirting, even as he apologized. The apology counted for something though; it meant he was truly here and wouldn't be leaving her in the slightest. Not for the first time, the thought made her want to expel her happiness in tears. She gave him a small smile, then frowned up at the ceiling as the lights flickered.

She took a step back, then another, suddenly feeling a little overwhelmed. Chloe Grace crawled halfway into the backseat of her car and pulled out the couple packs of water bottles and began setting them on the ground, thankful that she drank more water in a week than James drank of booze in a month. She set various things on the cement floor beside the water. A few large boxes of granola bars. Several packs of trail mix and dried fruit. A couple of Pepsis. With the food in the house, it might be enough for a few weeks if they really tried to stretch it. Chloe Grace smiled to herself, glad her mother had raised her to be as thrifty as she was. She crawled out, and tossing a mischievous smirk at James, made her way to the trunk.

"Now, Jamie," she said, shouldering a duffel bag of clothing with a slight grunt, failing to suppress a smile. "When this is all over --- if it ever ends --- I want you to make me a movie called 'How Chloe Grace Saved James Franco's Life During the Apocalypse,' okay? It will be an entire story of my heroism by sacrificing my granola bars for the survivors locked up in James's house. A very great sacrifice." She closed the trunk, adjusting the strap of another smaller bag on her shoulder. "But, seriously though, when we run out of food, I'll just hop over a few blocks to my place and raid it." She blinked realizing she was talking about breaking into her own home, but shrugged it off.

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xxxxxxxxxx James grinned, knitting his eyebrows and chuckling lightly at her glance at the flickering lights. "Those are new. I spend at least ten bucks on each; what a waste of good money." He smiled softly and put his hands on his hips and tilted his hip. "Now listen here miss Moretz, this is still my house young lady." Franco teased as laughed aloud as she called him 'Jamie'. "Ugh. Chloe you know I don't like that name." He fussed playfully and nudged her as they walked over to the truck together and he glanced at her then back to the duffle-bag she was trying to carry. "Or I could make a movie called How Chloe Grace Stuffed James Franco In Her Truck And Stole His House." James smirked at her and crawled into the truck with a fake playful frown. "How did I get in here; I think I remember Chloe stuffing me in here after she hit my unaware drunk-self in the back of the head. How greaty of her to do such a thing. Shame on her." He shook his head in shame at her and sarcastically added. "Oh wait, she would never think of that." He leaned back into the truck of her car and sighed heavenly on purpose with a deep singing voice he sang. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Chloe Grace Moretz (high pitched voice) Locked meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee innnn heeerrrrrrrrr trunk with granola bars and water." He sang the last part fast and the rest slow and grinned silly-like up at her.

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Chloe Grace had kept her cool. She had kept her amusement to a grin that was barely keeping in the laughter. But to be honest, there was only so long she could hold it all in, especially when it was James that was making her laugh. She found that clamping her hand over her mouth subdued it a little. But then James started singing. The only way to describe the way Chloe Grace laughed is to say that it was of hysteric giggles that made her want to double over from the clenching of her abdomen and felt like her brain was bleeding.

Eventually, after a few moments, she had to sit on the floor next to the car but where she could still see James. She tried to focus on steadying her breathing, but one glance up at her best friend threw her back into chuckles that she tried to restrain. She looked up at him, feeling the laughter want to come up out of her like vomit. She wiped a few tears from her eyes, smiling. "The world is ending, and I'm laughing like a crazy person," she said. She looked around the garage for a moment, trying not to look at him knowing that she was going to say it whether or not she wanted to. "Any one of us, heck, even all of us, could be dead by sunrise. Only you could make me feel like the world isn't ending. You know that, right? So, seriously, don't die on me."