I don't own anything. Lots of cussing in this chapter. and the f-bomb. Alot. PLEASE REVIEW, tell me if you like this one better cause my friend wrote this one! I know this is really short but she had to go to camp, so she's ganna finish it when she comes home.

Laci's Pov:

I blinked my eyes to the bright light shinning in the window. Where the hell was I? I heard grumbling and I rolled over to see Sam. Shirtless. And both of our outfits laying on the floor. Fuck. I lifted up the sheets, and sighed with relief. I still had my bra and underwear on. About 3 empty bottles of vodka on the dresser it explains it all. But once again, where the hell was I?

I reached over to the camera sitting next to the vodka and turned it on, preparing myself for the horror I was about to see. The latest 8 pictures were Sam and I making out. "Well that's embarrassing" I mutter to no in particular. Wait who took these? Clearly not Sam or I. That's even more embarrassing. Then the next picture was basically all of us. Getting drunk as hell. Then there was a few of us partying. The rest were us all, still sober, either waiting in line for Harry Potter, at Ihop or watching the Potter marathon. I slumped back into Sam's chest.

I found his phone by our feet. It was almost noon. Then I found my phone. I had about 4 missed calls and 18 texts from Andrei and my mom. Greeaaaatttt. But then I saw a text that I sent. But I didn't send it at all. But whoever did was a life saver. It simply read "Staying at Kurts again. Sorry for late notice, we have been doing make-overs. xoxoxo." Then a text from my mom saying "thanks for telling me. see you tomorrow."

I crawled off of the bed and looked in the mirror. Couldn't tell if there was a hickey or a bruise on my side. I pulled back my hair. There was another spot. They were both totally hickeys. Did I mention I also had his tie on? I was to lazy to take it off so I reached for the first thing on the ground which happened to be Sam's Live Long and Prosper shirt he put on after we got back from Ihop.

I descended down the stairs to find about everyone passed out except for Puck and Mercedes. Mercedes was icing her head while Puck was lying on the table just kinda looking around. Till he spotted me. "Shit girl there you are. We all thought you died, if not by the 3 bottles of Vodka but by Sam and those big lips of his sucking your face off." I just laughed, kinda.

"Prezhde vsego [first off]" I say holding up one finger "Sam has the best, most sexy lips ever. Vtoroĭ. [Second]" I held up a second finger. "I'm from mother fucking Russia. I can down vodka like no tomorrow. I don't even feel hungover." I charmed a smile at Puck. He just rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. But you and Sam sure know how to kill a mood. Next time get a room. That isn't Finns. And not one me a lovely lady were plan on getting it on it last night." Puch snorted, trying to get up but ended up rolling off the table

Finn looked up from his spot on the stairs "Um. EW. You will never do that in my bed dude." I laughed and started to walk around, picking up trash. I feel bad for Kurt and Finn, their parents would be home tomorrow morning and this place was wrecked. About an hour later I heard Kurt and Blaine coming down the stairs. They were probably the only ones who didn't drink. That much.

"So I have convinced my parents to let me barrow the condo at the lake in Colorado. Spring Break will be here in a week and we could go there. My grandma lives there and she dosen't mind when I have guest over, so how 'bout it?" Blaine asked Kurt

"Sounds fine to me, as long as there is parent supervision my dad and Carole won't mind. We all could see if we could that Friday off of school and drive down there. Its like a 9 hour drive I guessing" Kurt said, while prying a beer bottle out of Mike's hand. By now Puck and Lauren had left. Most of the people were awake and collecting all of their stuff together. "Laci, hun go get your boyfriend up. I don't want to be washing the puke out of Finn's sheets later. Brittany Boo. Stop clinging onto the Tylenol bottle. Oh Tina! Not there!" Kurt ran down the hall to where his voice eventually faded.

I walked up the stairs, tripping on Finn, who just looked up at me with big puppy eyes. I just slightly laughed and continued on my way. "Sam honey?" I whispered as I peaked in he door "Time to wake up" I opened the door just enough for me to squeeze in. Tripping on a few things on my way to Finn's bed. I plopped my self down next to him and pressed my lips to his ever so slightly. He opened his blue eyes that I loved so much. "Morning sleeping beauty" I chirped. He propped him self on a elbow and looked around. Then he saw me wearing his shirt.

"Oh shit. We didn't...you know...oh no. This can't be happening" He moaned, burying his hands in his face

"Sam. Sam. Calm down, and to answer your question. No we did not. I just needed a shirt and yours was the closest. Its all good. Kurt told me to wake you up, he's trying to get people out of here" I reassured him. I took off his shirt and handed it to him and dug threw my bag that I must of brought in last night and start to get clean clothes.

-time break-

A few hours later we had gotten everything picked up, un-stained and smelling good. "Well. This was pretty crazy, lets lay low on the sleepovers for a while" Kurt winked to everybody as we were leaving. Sam offered to give me a ride home.

It was pretty quiet on the way home till Sam popped in a CD and took a big gulp of air and started to sing.

Girl, I been thinkin' 'bout us
And you know I ain't good at this stuff
These feelings pilin' up won't give me no rest
This might come out a little crazy
A little sideways, yeah maybe
I don't know how long it'll take me but I'll do my best

If you'll be my soft and sweet
I'll be your strong and steady
You'll be my glass of wine
I'll be your shot of whiskey
You'll be my sunny day
I'll be your shade tree
You'll be my honeysuckle
I'll be your honey bee

I leaned over and kissed him at a stop sign.

Your kiss just said it all
I'm glad we had this talk
Nothing left to do but fall in each others arms
I coulda said I love you
Coulda wrote you a line or two
Baby, all I know to do is speak right from the heart

"So I have to know. Will you go out with me?" Sam said, finishing his shortened version of the song.

"That was lovely Sam, of course. You think I thought last night was just some one-night-stand?" he just smiled in return. We pulled into my drive way moments later. "Thanks for everything. I really like Harry Potter now" I winked, he knew the secret meaning behind it. I leaned over and kissed him , not wanting to leave, but I saw the twins looking out the window and I got out of his cramped car. "Bye, thanks again!" and started to walk up to the house.