"JAMES ROBERT DIAMOND I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME MY NOTEBOOK BACK I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Sixteen year old Allie Moore shouted at one of her best friends while chasing him around the house.

The other three teenagers that were in the living room, Kendall Knight, Logan Mitchell, and Carlos Garcia just laughed at the two as they ran around Kendall's house. The three boys that were sitting on the couch weren't phased by the actions of Allie and James, seeing as how this was basically a normal occurrence. The two were always nagging at each other, pushing just the right buttons to get on the others last nerve; and although it seemed to the outside world that they couldn't stand each other, everyone knew that that was the farthest thing from the truth. Allison and James had known each other since birth. Their fathers were best friends in high school, roommates in college, and neighbors since they came back to their small town in Minnesota; it was inevitable that they would be best friends as well.

James, Kendall, Carlos and Logan were all a grade ahead of Allie, so she was the baby of the group, and it definitely showed. All four boys were extremely protective of her, they always had been, but the protection had increased greatly since her father died when she was twelve. They all considered her their little sister, she even played hockey with them.

Allie was a beautiful girl and the boys knew that; as well as all of the other boys at their high school. They were also well aware of the fact that if they even wanted to talk to Allie, they basically had to go through the group of four boys who would kill for her. Most of the boys at their school didn't think it was worth having to go through others to get to her, but that didn't bother Allie at all; she'd much rather be with her brothers than with some other guy.

"Seriously James, just give it back!"

"Why, what's so special about it? I just wanted to copy your Spanish notes, you know I can never understand mine," he protested, holding the notebook above his head, way out of her reach. While James stood at a lean 6'1", Allie was only 5'1"; so in times like these, he knew how to frustrate her even more.

"What's a matter, can't reach?" he mocked as she tried jumping to reach the notebook that was in fact, not her Spanish notebook, but her song book.

Allie got a small smirk on her face as she thought of her next move, which would consist of inflicting bodily harm to James, but this particular moment called for drastic measures and she was going to take it.

"James, just give her the notebook back, how do you even know that's her Spanish one?" Kendall questioned from the couch where he had his head in his history textbook, looking for the answer to the homework question.

Before James had the chance to respond to Kendall, Allie had swiftly kneed him in the groin, causing him to squeak out in pain as his hands immediately reached down to hold himself, dropping the notebook before falling to the ground in an immense amount of pain.

"Holy fuck," he cried, his eyes tightly closed as he lay on the carpeted floor, Allie standing above him with a proud grin on her face, the boys looking at the duo in complete shock. Never had Allie done something like that when he had been picking on her, and it almost scared the boys. Obviously, whatever notebook James had, there was something in there that she didn't want him, or anyone else for that matter, to see.

"Damn Al, what the hell did you hit him with?" Carlos asked, as he started to laugh lightly.

"My knee," she answered with a smile as she took her seat next to Logan, who before James stole her notebook, was helping her with her math homework.

"You okay James?" Logan asked, looking at the sixteen year old boy who was still in obvious pain.

"Meh," he answered, his eyes finally opening as he looked to his four best friends who each a smile on their face.

"What on Earth is in that notebook Allie?" Kendall questioned, one of his big bushy eyebrows rising in the process.

Throwing the notebook back into her backpack, she turned to Kendall. "Nothing that the four of you need to be concerned with."

"Serves you right Jay," she smiled, calling him by his nickname that only she was allowed to call him. "Next time you'll ask before taking."

After a few more hours of doing homework, the boys goofing off with video games, and Allie helping Kendall's younger sister Katie with an art project, James, Logan, Carlos and Allie decided it was time to head home.

"Bye Mama Knight, thank you!" The four shouted together walking out the door into the slightly chilled Minnesota April air.

They said goodbye to each other, as Logan and Carlos went in one direction, and James and Allie went the other. "You staying at mine again tonight?" James asked as he lazily threw his arm around her shoulders.

Looking down at her feet, Allie didn't know how to answer. The past few nights she'd been staying at his house because her mother had been unbearable. Between the yelling and screaming at her because something wasn't done or out of place and her mother's constant drinking, she just couldn't handle it. James knew how bad things were with her mom, and he always did everything he could to keep her out of the house. He was always afraid that her mom would start getting physical, and that scared him more than ever. Allie was his best friend, even if he didn't remember it; he had been there the day she was born. If anything ever happened to her, he didn't know what he would do.

"That's alright," she said softly, her eyes still focused on the sidewalk beneath their feet, "I'll just stay at my house, but thanks."

James sighed, that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear. "Wrong answer," he stated simply. "Who the hell knows what kind of mood your mom's going to be in tonight, you're staying at my house, you know my parents don't mind," he told her, pulling her in the direction of his house instead of her own.

"I know that, but I just-"

"No buts, you're staying at mine and that's that," he interrupted her, looking down at the small girl under his arm, giving her a light smile.

"Fine," she muttered as they walked through the front door of his home.

"Mom, dad, we're home!" he shouted, as he took both of their jackets and placed them on the hook by the door.

"Hey kids, how was your day?" Mrs. Diamond; or Mama D, as Allie liked to call her, asked as they walked into the kitchen.

"It was good," James answered, getting two water bottles out of the fridge, handing one to Allie.

"It's alright for Al to stay here again tonight right?"

"Of course it is honey, you know that," she answered, turning to the newly sixteen year old girl standing next to her son. "Sweetheart, you know you're always welcomed here," she said with a gentle smile, getting up from her seat to give her a warm hug.

"Thanks mama D."

"We're gonna go upstairs, watch a movie or something," James said, taking Allie's hand in his leading her to the staircase.

"Okay, goodnight kids! Love you!"

"Love you too!" the called back simultaneously.

When they walked into James' bedroom, he instantly went over to his drawer and pulled out one of his white v-necks and a pair of clean boxers and threw them to her.

"Thanks," she smiled softly. He returned the smile, before brushing past her to his connected bathroom to change.

As soon as James had changed into his plaid pajama bottoms and white tank top, he opened the door to his room, completely forgetting about Allie changing. When he walked in, her back to was to him; stopping dead in his tracks he stared at her back that was covered with bruises, as well as what looked to him to be a few scars. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed before. Walking all the way into his room, he lightly placed his hand on her bare shoulder, startling her.

"James, you-" she started to say as she turned to him, but he once again cut her off.

"What happened to your back?"

All color had drained from her face as it registered in her mind what question he just asked. She'd been so good about being able to hide the bruises for the past year and a half; she couldn't believe that it had come down to this.

"It's, it's nothing," she stuttered, pulling the shirt over her heard, but he stopped her in mid motion, gently running his hand down her back.

"Bullshit Allie, those bruises and scars aren't nothing. Do you want to tell me the truth or are you going to make me guess?"

Looking out the window of his room into the darkness, James knew she wasn't going to tell the truth, but he also knew she didn't have to say it out loud. His one worst fear of her being physically hurt by her mother had come true.

"It was your mom, wasn't it?" he asked softly, pulling her body into his, wrapping his strong, toned arms around her, and holding her tight.

She just nodded her head into his chest, willing herself not to cry in front of him, although it wouldn't be the first time.

Effortlessly, he picked her up into his arms and sat down on his bed, her in his lap, and he kissed the top of her head tenderly. "Why didn't you ever tell me, or the guys?"

"You four already worry about me more than you should, I didn't want to add to it."

"Allison Elizabeth, you're our best friend, we don't worry about you and protect you because we have to, we do it because we love you," he told her strongly, trying to make her understand.

"I know that but, I guess I was just hoping it was going to stop on its own, but I guess I was wrong."

"You do realize that now that I know, you're never going back to your house right?"

She nodded again, looking up into his beautiful hazel eyes with a slight smile. This is why she loved the boys so much. If it had been one of the other guys that found out, they would have said the exact same thing that James did.

"How badly does it hurt?" he asked, lightly rubbing her bare back, gently lifting her sports bra to run his hand over the bruises underneath.

"It doesn't really hurt anymore; they're a couple days old…"

"From Monday?"

"Yeah," she said, snuggling deeper into his warm embrace.

"I love you Allie, everything's going to be okay, don't worry," he said, kissing her forehead.

As Allie looked up into his eyes again, she couldn't help but get lost in them. It would be a lie if she said she had never had feelings for James in a more than friends way, but she didn't want to and couldn't lose him as her friend; which was the major reasoning behind not telling him; that and the fact that she knew he couldn't return those feelings. But when looking into his eyes at that very moment, something triggered inside of her, and she slowly leaned her head up to his, and much to her surprise, she saw that his eyes were looking between her own brown eyes and her lips as he too began to lean in. When their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, Allie couldn't help the feeling in the pit of her stomach. She leaned her body into his a little more, causing the kiss to intensify, as James put one hand on the back of her neck, and the other on her bare hip where the band of his boxers started. Allie pulled away first, a small smile on her face as they looked at each other. She wasn't exactly sure what had just happened, but she liked it, and she could only hope that James did as well.

"Jay," she softly spoke, looking into his eyes, a slight smile present on her face.

"Don't talk," he smirked, leaning in and placing his lips back on hers, more passionately than the previous time.

Allie smiled into the kiss as she maneuvered herself in his lap, placing one knee on each side of his waist, his hands immediately going to her lower back, pressing her closer to his body. She heard a small groan come from James as she ran her fingers through his hair, as he pulled her as close as he could get her. She felt his hand leave her back as he bravely placed it on her left ass cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze, which in turn caused her to moan softly. The sound was one of the most beautiful sounds that he'd ever heard. James wrapped his other arm around her back as he quickly flipped them over so he was hovering above her. Their lips parted, both needing to catch their breath, but James wasted no time in attaching his lips to her neck, and when he heard her sigh in pleasure, he knew that he had found the spot he was looking for. He sucked and nibbled at her sensitive skin, making sure to leave his mark, smirking against her neck as he felt her slightly squirm beneath him. When he was positive that he left his mark, he trailed his kisses from her neck to her throat, down to the top of her breasts that weren't covered by her sports bra, as he slowly ran his fingers down her sides, leaving goosebumps in their path.

"James," she sighed in contentment, her hands finding the hem of his tank top, and pulled it over his head, his lips leaving her body for a split second. As things became more and more heated, the duo found themselves in nothing but their undergarments; Allie in her panties, and James in his boxers, his erection insanely clear through them. He sucked gently on her left nipple, his right hand fondling her other breast, before he moved his mouth to her right nipple, swirling his tongue around, causing her to groan.

"You like that huh?" he muttered, as he kissed down her stomach, around her belly button piercing, and lingering right above her bikini line, enjoying that he had such an impact on her. She nodded, bucking her hips slightly, indicating that she wanted more. James smirked against her skin as he very slowly pulled her panties down, leaving kisses down her legs. Allie now lay completely exposed to her best friend, and although she should have felt embarrassed, she didn't. She knew what was going to happen, and she couldn't imagine it happening with anyone except for him. She trusted him with every fiber of her being and knew that he wouldn't ever hurt her.

"Mm, God James, feels so good," she couldn't put complete sentences together; she was in too much pleasure as James kissed the most sensitive spot on her body. Allie was able to push James' boxers down his legs, him kicking them off the rest of the way as he leaned back up so their lips could meet. He smiled into it, as the kissed slowed to short, tender kisses. James reached over to his bedside table, pulling the drawer open and grabbing a condom. He smiled as he looked down at the girl that he loved more than anything. He wasn't sure when his feelings for her changed, but at the moment he didn't care. He knew he loved her, and he didn't want to experience this with anyone else except for her.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered, as he ripped the wrapper to the condom open. She nodded with a smile, before taking the condom out of his hand and finished opening it. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips as she reached down to place the condom on his extremely hard cock. As she looked down, a wave of nervousness washed over her body. It's not as if she had anything to compare it to, but he wasn't small, she knew that much and she was scared at how much it was going to hurt. James saw the look of discomfort on her face and immediately he wondered if she truly wanted to do this.

"Allie, baby, if you don't want to do this, we don't have to. I don't want you to do something you're not comfortable with," he whispered, looking into her eyes. She might have been able to verbally lie to him, but her eyes never could; he knew he'd be able to get her true answer from her eyes.

She hesitated for a split second, her nerves disappearing as she saw the look on his face. "I'm positive Jay, I want to do this. I can't imagine my first time being with anyone but you."

Smiling, James kissed her lips tenderly. "The feeling's mutual babe."

He wanted this to be the least painful for her that he could make it, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. Slowly, he guided himself to her entrance, pausing briefly to make sure that she was still okay with this. She nodded, her silent way of telling him to continue, and so he did. As he gently pushed into her, he felt her instantly cringe. He remembered from health class that it wouldn't be so painful for the girl if she was relaxed, so that's what he planned to do before they went any further; he needed her to relax.

"Baby," he whispered into her ear, placing a kiss just below her earlobe, "you've gotta relax, it won't hurt as much," James instructed as he slowly ran his right hand up her thigh, and he could instantly feel her muscles begin to relax. "It's just me Al, you trust me right?"

The sixteen year old had all she could do to nod her head while her best friend was caressing her thigh, the immense amount of pleasure she was getting was unbelievable. Allie sighed as he continued to caress her thigh, and he knew that she was finally relaxed. He lifted his right hand and intertwined it with her left, looking into her eyes. She nodded silently, her eyes fluttering closed as he began to slowly push his way into her once again. He knew that he reached her barrier when he saw her eyes clench shut, and he leaned down to kiss her neck softly. "Relax Allie," he whispered. She nodded, and not ten seconds later James pushed himself a little farther in, pushing past her barrier. She silently cried out in pain, and James being the type of guy that he is, kissed away the tears that we slowly falling from her eyes. He kept pushing slowly, until he was all the way inside of her, and then he stopped, waiting for her to adjust to the new feeling. He too had to adjust; he had never felt anything like this before, but he loved it. The two lay still for a moment, James wasn't going to be the first to make the next move, he didn't want to make her anymore uncomfortable than she already was, he was going to wait for her.

Allie felt as if her body was on fire from both pain and pleasure. Her health teacher had said that a girls' first time was most likely going to hurt, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine it would hurt as much as it did. After a few minutes of getting used to him, she finally felt the pain subside, and she knew that he would be able to start moving. To let him know, she lightly bucked her hips, barely lifting them off of his mattress. James looked at her, their eyes locking as he got the hint and he slowly began to pull out before pushing back in just as slowly. After a few times of moving in and out slowly, Allie moaned at the feeling that James was giving her, and in turn, she heard him let out a grunt from the back of his throat. His movements began to increase with speed, and with each thrust he could feel himself getting close, and he could tell by the look of pure ecstasy on Allie's face that she was definitely enjoying this, and the soft whimpers coming from her mouth were a great indication as well.

"Holy fuck," she whispered, clawing at his back, trying to get him as close to her as she possibly could, and with the next thrust he went even deeper than he had in the previous movements.

"Right…there…" she whimpered into his ear as his head was in the crook of her neck, his lips working hard on leaving another mark. James groaned as he heard the sounds coming from her mouth; they were a complete turn on for him.

"Shit Allie, so…close," he breathed, trying hard to hold himself back as he felt electricity shoot through him.

She nodded her head, as she gently nibbled on his ear, "me too Jay, me too."

Within the next few thrusts, James couldn't hold himself back anymore, and he knew that Allie couldn't either. An unfamiliar feeling was pulsing through the lower parts of their stomachs, and in less than thirty seconds, and extreme wave of pleasure shot through their bodies, and they both knew what it was.

"Oh my gosh, James, so good," she moaned as the rode their orgasms out together.

"Fuck Al," he groaned into her shoulder, where he bit down lightly to hold himself back so he wouldn't make too much noise and have his parents hear.

After a few more moments of riding out their orgasms together, James placed a tender kiss on her lips as he slowly pulled himself out of her, disconnecting them. Placing one more kiss to her forehead, he got out of bed and walked to his bathroom to rid himself of the condom.

Before he was too far, she called him back. "Jay, do you want the wrapper?" she asked him with a shy smile on her face. He nodded, taking it from her small hand, kissing her cheek quickly. She watched as he walked, butt naked, into his bathroom, where she also assumed that he had to pee, only because he hadn't shut the door tightly and she heard him flush the toilet. Smiling as he walked back over to his bed, he lay down next to his best friend and pulled her into his arms, her head resting on his bare chest, her hand resting over his abs.

"I love you Allie, more than anything," he whispered to her as he lifted her head gently with his free hand and kissed her lips tenderly.

"Mm," she responded when they pulled away. "I love you too."