Wake Me Up

Summary: When James moves in with his father, his father's fiancé suggests that they all go camping in an attempt to get to know each other better before the wedding. While camping, James meets Kendall, who develops a crush on him. But James is in denial that he might be gay.

Pairing: Kames; mentions of Jagan kiss

Rating: Um, I'm not sure if I want it to be M… And until I decide, it's gonna be rated T.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything recognizable, which includes BTR. I only own the plot and any OCs that might be added.

A/N: I don't know how well my new story Invincible is going to go… So, I decided to start a Kames story. :D …And if anyone is reading this that's reading Bite My Tongue, Josh – in this story – is nothing like Josh – in that story; I wanna point that out before you get into the story.

Hope you like it… Tell me what you think?

Chapter One:

James couldn't tell you how everything actually happened, except that he was the only one that could be blamed for it. It wasn't like he was about to admit that to his mother, who insisted on him leaving her house to live with his father, while she tried to figure out why James refused to take responsibility for his own actions. But it wasn't like James was just going to go back on what he had promised his father before the divorce of his parents. And admitting that he had in fact kissed the guy back would break that promise.

Besides, James did not like guys. He was the lady's man of his school, anyways. What gave him the right to be attracted to guys; when clearly, every girl in his school – heck, probably anywhere – wanted him. So, really. James was just trying to be fair to everyone around him. Except for, well, his mother, who just wanted the truth. And maybe, kicking James out of her house was the only way to get the truth out of him.

Which was why James found himself standing outside of his father's house, waiting for the right moment – which was never – to go up the few steps towards the door and knock. And the worst thing about this whole situation was that there was some car in the driveway, and it clearly was too girly for his father. So, had no idea who the hell was in the house. And he wasn't ready to face the facts that his parents had been divorced for nearly five years, and they were both moving on. Or rather, his father was. Not so much his mother, but that was okay, James didn't want two sets of parents. He wanted one.

After deciding that he was done being a girl about everything, James took the few steps towards the door and rang the doorbell. He waited a few minutes before someone came and answered; some girl that he had never met.

"Hello!" The blonde exclaimed, rushing to the side to allow James to come in. "Come in! You must be James!"

Slightly awkward that she knew about but he didn't know about her, James nodded his head and walked passed her into the house.

"Your father should be home soon." She said, walking towards what James assumed to be the kitchen. "Your room is upstairs first door on the left, if you want to take your stuff up there."

Without letting the girl start talking again, James grabbed his bags that he had set down for a second and headed up the stairs that were right in front of him. When he got up the stairs, he quickly walked towards the door on the left and opened it. Stepping into the room, he noticed that there was nothing in the room except for a bed and a dresser and a door that most likely lead towards a bathroom. Sighing, James sat his stuff on the bed before closing the door behind him.

Not wanting to think about the reasons that he was forced to live with his father, James opened up his bags and began putting his clothes into the dresser that was directly across from his bed, next to the door that headed to the bathroom. It didn't take him long, mostly because he just threw his clothes into the drawer and didn't bother with the neatness of the clothing.

Once he was done putting his clothes away, James moved on to the things that were meant to go in the bathroom. As he made his way into the adjoining bathroom, James quickly looked at himself in the mirror; his hair was perfectly laying across his forehead, not a hair out of place. He smiled at his reflection, loving that he always looked his best, and quickly set down the much smaller bag down on the counter, that way he knew where his stuff was when he needed it later.

XxX

He spent the next couple hours in the room, trying to make it seem more his and not just a guest room. He had put a picture of him and his mother on the dresser; in the picture, he was smiling but his mother was not. He had added a couple pictures of him and his friends to the dresser, also.

His father, just realizing that his son was living with him now, came into the room more than an hour after he had came home. James was jumped out of surprise, when he came back into the room and his father was in the room, sitting on the bed. He still had yet to bring in his blankets from his car, so the bedding was still the uncomfortable sheets and blankets that his father insisted on buying because they were cheap. But James knew that money was no problem for his father – much like his mother – so he knew that his father was just saying that that way he didn't come off as a jackass in front of his father.

"Um, Tanya thinks that it's a good idea for the three of us to get to know each other better before the wedding…" It was obvious that James' father was uncomfortable with talking to his own son, but it wasn't James' fault.

"Wait, what wedding?" James asked, snapping his head in the direction of his father, who refused to look up from the ground. "Josh."

The use of his actual name, and not dad, hurt Josh more than he realized, and he knew that it was his entire fault. It just, Josh didn't understand exactly how much his own son hated him until that moment. Even the tone of voice didn't get Josh to look up, if anything it made things a lot worse than they already were.

"Tanya and I are getting married." The words were spoken barely above a whisper as Josh still refused to look up at James.

"You're getting married?" There was disbelief written all over James' face and something that probably resembled hurt when Josh finally decided to look up at James. "When were you going to tell me?'

"Well, that doesn't matter, now, because I just told you." Josh said, gaining back his confidence now that he son was taking his own role.

"Whatever." James mumbled, getting ready to go into the bathroom again and take a shower just as an excuse to get away from his father.

"As I was saying…" Josh paused for a second. "Tanya thinks we should go camping."

"Camping?" James shrieked, turning back around to stare at his father. "Are you serious?"

"Actually, I'm quite serious." Josh raised an eyebrow at his son's behavior. "Something wrong?"

"Yes!" James exclaimed. "I can't go camping! There's no power, and no power means no hair drier." He pointed out as if it was the simplest explanation in the world.

"I think you'll manage, James."

XxX

Later that night, James went down into the dining room to join Tanya and Josh for dinner. He hadn't done much that day after his father talked to him, just trying to think of ways to get out of going camping. He had thought of many ideas, mostly that he had plans with friends from his old school, but once he got downstairs he couldn't bring himself to get out of it. For whatever reason, James wasn't sure; but he thought that it might have to do with the fact that his father and Tanya actually seemed excited about camping with James. So, James kept quiet with the "plans" that he had, and listened to Tanya talk about how excited she was to get to know James.

James hated to admit it, but he actually was slightly excited to get to know Tanya, too, because his father was the one marrying her; which meant that she either had something wrong with her, or she was actually better than his own mother. And he highly doubted that it was the latter. So, he wanted to figure out what was wrong with her, that way he knew how to avoid any situations like it. But as he closely watched his father interact with Tanya, James thought that maybe she was perfect for Josh. But James quickly dismissed the thought as soon as it had come.

"When are we going camping exactly?" James asked, after he had watched enough of the cute couple things that they were doing.

"Oh!" Tanya exclaimed, turning towards him. "Actually, I was thinking that tomorrow you and I could get to know each other a little by going to lunch while your dad's at work. And the day after, we could head towards the campsite." She was smiling when she stopped talking, and when she stopped, James couldn't seem to stop the smile that showed up on his own face. Maybe there really was nothing wrong with her.

Once again, James dismissed the thought as soon as it had come. "Uh, yeah. Sure."

XxX

The next day, James woke up at a semi reasonable hour – for him – of 10:30 and quickly hopped into the shower when he remembered that Tanya wanted to go out to lunch with him.

In the shower, James washed his body and hair while thinking about everything that he hadn't wanted to. James had kissed a boy, got caught by half his school, and got kicked out of his mother's house as a result of not wanting to tell her why everyone hated him. And what hurt worse than anything, James had promised – very willingly – his father that he would never be attracted to anyone of the same gender.

Granted, James didn't fall for the guy. The guy, however, had been in love with James for as long as he could remember, and had taken a chance by kissing him. James, being frozen by shock, allowed the guy to kiss him for a few seconds too long. And by the time he pulled away, it was too late; everyone at the party that they were at saw him, and eagerly took pictures. Rumors quickly ran throughout the school that lady's man James Diamond was gay. And in a hurry to get away from the statement, James begged his mother to move.

When Brooke saw how desperate James was to get away from the school, she asked James what had happened; which received no reply other than it was "none of her fucking business". And Brooke, being the demanding women that she is, told James that it was either he tell her or he move in with his father. James had thought that it was unfair at the time, but realized that either way, he was getting away from the school. And James didn't want anyone that was associated with his father to know about the rumors of him being gay, because then, they'd have a reason to talk to him and tell him.

James hated that he had to switch school right before his senior year of high school, but he decided before he left that it didn't matter because now no one would think that he was gay. And this way, James didn't have to think about or see the guy that had ruined everything. So, James thought that whether having to move in with his father wasn't as stupid as he had first thought.

When he hopped out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist before blow drying his hair, making sure that each and every strand of hair was in its rightful place. James hated having bad hair, and even one strand out of place would ruin his hair. After drying his hair, he brushed his teeth. When he was done, James walked into his room and grabbed a white v-neck out of the dresser along with a black pair of briefs and gray skinny jean, slipping on each item as he grabbed them. Before slipping out of his room, James slipped on his vans and grabbed his phone from the center of his bed where he had thrown it when he woke up.

When he walked into the kitchen, he noticed that Tanya was sitting at the breakfast counter, sipping on a cup of coffee and reading the news paper. As she finished with her coffee, she looked up at James and sent him a bright smile. "Morning, James!"

"Morning, Tanya." James mumbled, still slightly tired and throwing a smile in her direction.

"There's coffee, if you want some." Tanya offered. "And orange juice in the fridge. Your father told me you liked orange juice in the mornings."

"Thanks." James said, making his was over to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice before walking over to grab a cup from the cabinets that he remembered contained them. "So, where are we going?"

"Well, originally I thought we'd go to lunch…but one of my friends called and said that she needed to talk to me. So, I was hoping that we could go shopping instead." She sent a hopeful smile his way as she got up to rinse out her cup.

"Oh, sure." James said. Sure he was a guy, but he loved shopping; it was one of his favorite things to do. But he wasn't about to admit that to Tanya, who would most likely tell his father; and that would give his father ideas that maybe he was gay.

"Alright!" Tanya said, clapping her hands together. "Give me a minute; I need to go brush my teeth."

XxX

James and Tanya didn't buy much, they mostly just window shopped. But James did see something that – for some reason – he felt compelled to buy. It wasn't much, just a small blanket that he thought would be easier to carry around for camping than his own blanket, which seemed to weight more than a blanket should; but James loved that blanket, nonetheless.

Tanya had insisted on buying him something, but James didn't like the idea; Tanya kept insisting, though. So, James had settled on letting her buy him his own tent, that way he didn't have to share theirs. And really, they both were happier than they let on about that little fact, even though neither would admit it.

"When were you and my dad planning on getting married?" James asked as they walked towards Tanya's car.

"The end of the summer. We've already sent out invitations." Tanya sounded slightly happier than normal when she stated this.

"Oh," James looked down at the ground as he said this, not wanting to show Tanya that he was upset about the information.

"James," Tanya reached out with her right hand to grab a hold of his elbow. "It's not that he didn't want to tell you about the wedding. He just has a hard time figuring out what's right and what's wrong; like telling you about me."

"Tanya, he doesn't talk to me." James sighed, reaching up to open the car door and getting in. "That's why I never knew about you."

XxX

The next day, the three of them got up early and packed their stuff up in the SUV that Tanya owned. James quickly took his last shower for the next couple days and blow dried his hair. As he was brushing his teeth, though, James thought about how little this camping trip would actually be. Josh never changed, which meant that Josh wasn't going to open up to James. And Tanya, well Tanya opened up a little to James yesterday. So, James knew that this trip would be useless. But he thought that maybe it would be fun to go with just to be further away from the city that he was running from.

Plus, something inside of James was telling him that something was good was going to come out of this and he couldn't turn down something good. And sure, it was just a feeling; but James always trusted his gut instinct with everything. So, really. James was going along with the camping.

James decided that as soon as he got into the car, he was going to pass out while on the way. So, he quickly grabbed the blanket that he bought yesterday – which admittedly had Spiderman on it – and the pillow from his room. When he got into the SUV, James propped his pillow up against the window and draped his blanket over him before quickly falling asleep.

As they drove up to the camp ground, James stayed asleep most of the time, only waking up when they stopped to get gas about halfway through the drive to get something to eat in the convenient store. He quickly fell back asleep as soon as he got into the car.

Once they reached the camping site, James helped unload the tents so they could set them up before unloading everything. James set up his own tent, with a little help from Tanya; while his father set up his and Tanya's tent, not wanting anyone's help, even when he was struggling. When both tents were finally set up, though, they all helped unload everything else; putting their own stuff in their tents.

When they were done, James went to look around. A couple minutes into his walk he spotted a house; better known as a cabin, if you asked James. The house was fairly big, looked like it was made with Lincoln Logs, and pretty secluded. James wouldn't have seen in, if it wasn't for the car that was driving up to the house. And the first thing that he saw, aside from the house, was the blond that was standing on the porch of the house. The guy was greeting whoever it was that got out of the car, two other guys who were both brunet, and the three of them made their way into the house. Of course, the blond had caught site of James before turning around and making his way into the cabin behind his two friends.

As James and the blond made eye contact, though, James couldn't help but feel something that was drawing James towards him. It wasn't strong enough to get James walking towards the cabin, but it was strong enough for James to think about it the whole way back to where his father and Tanya were. And he was still thinking about it as the three of them decided that it was time for something to eat.

A/N: Uh, yeah. Love it? Hate it? Review, please! Let me know if it was good enough to continue. Or not. And sorry if it didn't make much sense.