Comin' at you like a dark horse

James is the name. Let's not waste any time, m'lovelies. Form an orderly queue and I'm sure I can get through you all by the time I get my gorgeous ass out of here. I'm a returner or whatever you wanna call me, so I probably know this place better than you. Don't try and trick me, it doesn't work.

[brokenkhummel]

Mhhmm, of course they couldn’t handle you. Not sure what else to say unless you want me to give you at tune on piano.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

You could answer my question about how you’re doing. Because, of course, I totally actually care. Though a tune on the piano would also be acceptable.

[lala-cedes]

I can honestly say I didn’t miss you.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Spoilsport. Why you gotta ruin my entrance?

[william-schue]

Welcome back James. I hope you will get settled in soon and not cause too much trouble with the staff.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Well hey there, Mr Schue. Me? Cause trouble with the staff? Why, that almost sounds like an accusation. Is that really what you think of me, sir?

[brokenkhummel]

Not that fond of being called a bitch, but welcome back James. Any reason you have come back. I did actually miss chatting to you.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Well if it isn’t my favourite pianist. How ya doing, Kurt? The other place couldn’t handle all this so they begged Second Hope to take me back, of course. What else?

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Guess who’s back, bitches? That’s right. Your one and only James Hoskins has returned to Second Hope after his little vacation. I know, I know, you all missed me but I’m back now to save you all from your dull, dreary existences. 

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Moving Forward || Self-Para

WHO: James Hoskins WHEN: 28.02.2016 WHERE: Second Hope WHAT: The time has come for James to leave Second Hope.

We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths. ~ Walt Disney

James had wanted this to be a quiet goodbye. He’d said goodbye to those he felt needed the personal touch, and posted about it just to let people know and now all that he needed to do was pack the last few things, drop off a couple things, and he’d be good to go. It was barely half an hour on the day he was leaving before he had his room looking scarily empty. There were no cupcake drawings, no pictures, none of his things. It looked as bare as the day he’d arrived, save the bag he had on the bed ready to be taken and the few bits and pieces siting alongside that he wanted to have the nurse hand out once he was gone. He would’ve done it himself had he had time, but after a brief check of his watch... he knew he didn’t. The car would be here in ten minutes.

So James stepped out of the room, bag hanging from his shoulder, the other items bundled in his hands with labels written with marker pen on stickynotes. It felt ridiculous, but what else was he supposed to do? So once he got to the desk and handed them in, he quickly shot the receptionist a quick note about being careful with them doso it didn’t get mixed up, then turned back to hdead out. 

Before he was hit with arms wrapping around him and had the desk not been there, he would’ve fallen flat on his back.

What followed was a goodbye with Mason that James was very nearly in tears over. It was like James was clinging to him more than the reverse, not wanting to let go of the place that, as much as he swore he hated it, he’d come to call home. But he had to go. As soon as a nurse came to collect him, he had to say his goodbyes, an d with a small “Look after yourself, okay?” To Mason, he followed after her.

Getting into the car was the hardest part. sitting in the backseat of some fancy mercedes car that smelt of pine from one of those tree-shaped air fresheners and with his bag sitting in the back, clattering around as theydrove over bumps. It was then, and only then, that he let himself cry for the first time.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[Text] Motherfucker. Were you going to tell me? [Text] Wait... no. You were coming to tell me, weren't you? You never fucking come to see me without texting. That's... that's why you were there. [Text] Nevermind. I'm the motherfucker.

[text] And the bomb drops.

[text] Yeah, I was coming to tell you… Pretty much as soon as I knew I was coming to tell you and then you did that. You tried to fucking kill yourself, Riley, and I’ve gotta leave without really knowing if you’re even fully okay.

[text] Shut up.

[gavxshep]

[Text] Come see me. They won’t let Sam or Harmony up here, but they’d let you. Please.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[text] Okay. Okay, I can come up... They won’t let Sam up? that’s bullshit.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[Text] Motherfucker. Were you going to tell me? [Text] Wait... no. You were coming to tell me, weren't you? You never fucking come to see me without texting. That's... that's why you were there. [Text] Nevermind. I'm the motherfucker.

[text] And the bomb drops.

[text] Yeah, I was coming to tell you... Pretty much as soon as I knew I was coming to tell you and then you did that. You tried to fucking kill yourself, Riley, and I’ve gotta leave without really knowing if you’re even fully okay.

[text] Shut up.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[Text] hi

[text] Riley! Hey…

[text] How are you?

[text] Is that a stupid question? It’s probably a stupid question.

[gavxshep]

[Text] sorry. just… sorry.

[Text] is sam… is he okay? we’ve texted a bit, but he’s … i don’t know.

[Text] i think he hates me. i deserve that.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[text] No, don’t. Just don’t do it again...

[text] Sam? He won’t talk to anyone I think but he’s... I don’t know. He didn’t cry. He didn’t panic, I don’t know what’s going on with him...

[text] He doesn’t hate you.

[loyal-lulu-blog]

You’re never gettin’ rid of me. I mean that. I’m literally never sayin’ a proper goodbye to you. No matter what happens, you’re my best friend. The end.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Yeah, I... Totally agree with that all. Just as long as you want to, okay? I don’t wanna be the weird clingy ex.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[Text] hi

[text] Riley! Hey…

[text] How are you?

[text] Is that a stupid question? It’s probably a stupid question.

[gavxshep]

[Text] not stupid

[Text] sore, tired

[Text] keeping me up here for a bit. worried about liver failure. alcoholics shouldn’t take lots of pills, apparently.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[text] I’m sorry, dude...

[text] Hilarious. Not the time, though, not gonna lie.

[loyal-lulu-blog]

Goodbye | Reedkins

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Where: James’ room

When: February 24, 2016

Who is in this: Niamh, James

Other notes: James tells Niamh he’s leaving Second Hope. TWs added as needed.

NIAMH

It had been a long few days. Niamh hadn’t spent nearly as much time in her room as she was used to, and the lack of sleep was starting to get to her a bit, but she felt like she had to be available. And strong too. Strong most of all. When she recieved a text from James, she was surprised. They hadn’t talked much since the break-up, and she wasn’t sure how comfortable things were going to be between them, but when he asked her to come to him, the answer was an immediate yes. Making her way to his room, she knocked softly before sticking her head in. “Angel?” Entering the room, she closed the door behind her, forcing a smile. “Hey.”

JAMES

James spun around from where he was looking over some of his stuff, working out what he was taking with him when he heard the nickname he’d grown so used to. “Niamh, hey...” He answered quietly, biting his lip for a moment. It felt like ages since he’d seen her... and the guilt was sill there. He tooka breath. “How’re you..?”

[brokenkhummel]

Oh..

I’m sorry that you will be leaving James, but hope you get better wherever you are going.

[hoskinsjames-blog]

Yeah...

Here’s hoping, huh? Maybe this just wasn’t the right place for me or something, right?

[hoskinsjames-blog]

[Text] hi

[text] Riley! Hey...

[text] How are you?

[text] Is that a stupid question? It’s probably a stupid question.

[recoveringmason]

W-What?? No, you can’t leave! I don’t want you to leave..

[hoskinsjames-blog]

I have to, buddy... I don’t really wanna go either, but... yeah... You know I told you about my dad all that time ago? Well, uh... He... He knows where I am. And he’s trying to get to me so they said they’re gonna move me for safety. But we can keep in touch, right? Texts and stuff.

[loyal-lulu-blog]

Love you, babe. I mean it. You and me against the world, okay?

[hoskinsjames-blog]

I love you too, princess. Yeah, of course. And you’ll keep in touch, right?

[hoskinsjames-blog]

So, a couple people know already but this is my official public announcement or whatever... I’m gonna be leaving Second hope in a couple days time. I’m not allowed to say too much about it or where I’m going, but short version is that it’s not safe here for me anymore and it’s not beneficial to my health to be here. So uh, thanks to those that actually put up with me all this time and to those that didn’t I offer you a full and heart-felt ‘screw you’, and maybe I’ll see you guys on the outside one day.