"Last day here!" Sam exclaimed as she walked into the kitchen. "I'm so sad."

"Same, it's been fun," I added taking a bite of my omlet.

"We weren't going to tell you til later..." my dad started. We all looked at one another in confusion. "We decided that y'all could stay here for a little while longer."

"You mean as in the kids?" He nodded and Sam, Em, and I screamed with excitement. "Oh my gosh thank you daddy!" I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed his cheek.

"This should be fun," I heard John mumble. I turned slightly and winked at him before going back to my omlet. I sat in my chair at the breakfast bar drinking a glass of orange juice as everyone left the kitchen. Or so I thought. I felt someone come up behind me wrap their arms around me. "What was that wink about Miss Andrea?"

"Oh, nothing..." I smiled before turning around and pulling him towards me by the collar of his shirt. "Why do care?"

"Just wonderin' is all." He smiled and leaned into kiss me, but Charley walked into the kitchen before we could.

"Andy, Mom and Dad won't let me stay," he whined. I laughed at him as he walked over to me. John was now leaning against the counter listening.

"Char, you can't stay. It's for the big kids," I explained.

"I am a big kid!"

"Not like we are."

"C'mon Charley I'll take you out to the beach before you leave," John offered. "We can bring Ryan too."

"Okay!" They went to find Ryan before leaving. I sighed as I stepped down from the chair and rinsed the cup. "Bye Andy!" Charley exclaimed as they left.

"Bye guys." I walked into my bedroom and lay on my bed as Sam rummaged through her drawers looking for something. "What are you looking for?"

"I lost my swim suit!" she exclaimed throwing up her hands.

"Isn't it in the bathroom?" She bit her lip before walking into the bathroom.

"Here it is!"

"I told you. What do you need it for?"

"I'm going to the beach, duh."

"Why don't you wait til mom and dad are gone? We should spend time with them."

"I already told them I was going." I sighed and rolled my eyes as I pulled the comforter over me.

"Whatever Sam."

"Bye Andy." She shut the door behind her, leaving me in the room by myself. I decided to take a nap because I hadn't been getting much sleep. My eyes fluttered shut as I felt my body given into the well needed sleep.

"Andy, time to wake up." I heard Emily coo. I grumbled and tried to push her off of me. "C'mon hun; your parents are about to leave." My eyes fluttered open and she smiled down at me. "Let's go." Em helped me up and led me to the door as my eyes stayed half closed.

"Daddy I'm so sorry I fell asleep," I mumbled as I hugged him.

"It's alright baby girl," he replied.

"You need your rest hunny," my mom smiled and hugged me. "Be good."

"I'm always good," I replied with a smile.

"Bye Tom! Bye Helen!" I shouted out the door as they got in their car.

"Bye sweetie. Keep them in line!" Helen exclaimed. I smiled and hugged my brother goodbye.

"Be good Charley."

"I'm always good," he smiled. I ruffled his hair as he walked out to the car.

"Party time!" Sam exclaimed once they were gone. "Did they leave any boozes?" She rummaged through the cabinets looking for anything they might have left, the guys helped her. I stood in shock at how my little sister desperately searched for alcohol.

"Samantha what the hell is wrong with you?" She stopped searching the cabinets and looked at me. "You're way too young to drink."

"So are you, but you do it anyway!"

"I've only drank once!"

"Because you're miss goody-too-shoes."

"I'm far from goody-too-shoes."

"Prove it," she smirked and reached into the cabinent grabbing a bottle of beer and handing it to me.

"I don't need to prove anything. You shouldn't even be here; Mom and Dad should have taken you with them. Maybe you should call them to come pick you up, you need to leave. You're only a Sophmore."

"Fine."

"Good."

"Bye." She walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. I sat in one of the chairs at the breakfast bar and pulled my cellphone out of the back pocket of my shorts.

"Hello?" my mom answered.

"Mom, can you come pick up Sam? I think she needs to come home."

"Is something wrong?" I debated whether or not to tell her. "Andy?"

"No. I just think she needs to come home."

"Well alright, we're on our way back." I hung up and put my head in my hands. She just had to decide to be stupid now.

"Are you okay?" John whispered in my ear wrapping his arms around my waist. "You seem stressed."

"I am my baby sister is trying to be an adult."

"Don't worry about it; she has a great sister watching over her." I smiled and turned towards him wrapping my arms around his torso and burying my head in his chest.

"Ewe, you two are so weird." I looked up to see Sam standing in the doorway of the bedroom.

"So were you and Danny but I never said anything." I retorted.

"Are you together now?"

"No."

"Then stop acting like it." I rolled my eyes and stepped down from the chair. "Don't come near me."

"Why? Because I was only protecting you from hurting yourself." She rolled her eyes and grabbed her bag before walking towards the door. "Bye Sam."

"Goodbye."

I watched as she climbed down the stairs and sat on the last step waiting for our parents. I sighed and walked into my room and lay on the bed. I heard someone walk into the room and sit on the edge of the bed. "She'll be alright, when you get back home it'll be like nothing ever happened."

"I don't know Em, she's pretty mad."

"She'll get over it."

"I hope so."

"You want to go to that club down the road?"

"Why not? It'll take my mind off of things." She smiled and went to the closet to find something for me to wear. She pulled out a pair of ripped shorts and a button up, short sleeve white blouse.

"Wear this, with a pair of flipflops." I nodded and she left to let me change.

"That guy is hot," Em said pointing to a guy standing by the wall talking to some friends. "You should go talk to him."

"I'm okay, thanks."

"C'mon And, you know you want to."

"No you want to. So you go talk to him." She smiled and headed towards the guy. Within moments they were dancing and I laughed as she grinded him. He looked like it had never been done to him in his life. I ordered another beer and chugged it before walking over to Em. "Bye Em, I'm goin' to head back. Be good." She winked in response and I walked out of the club. I was happy that the cabin was in walking distance.

I walked up the stairs and opened the door to see Ryan and John drinking beer at the breakfast bar. "How did I know that I would find you two drinking?"

"Because you're good like that," Ryan replied. I smiled and walked over towards them and grabbed a beer as I leaned against the counter opposite them. "Where did you and Em go?"

"The club."

"Seems like you've had a few drinks." I winked at him and took a drink of the beer in my hands.

"I thought you hated drinking," John asked.

"I don't hate it, I just don't like it."

"So why are you drinking?"

"Because I want to." I snapped and took another drink, getting an eye roll from him. Ryan knew what kind of drunk I was, he was the one that took me home the last time I drank. I wasn't always a nice drunk; I can be a really jerk sometimes.

"Andy how many have you had?" Ryan questioned.

"Three at the club, so four!"

"You don't need any more, I don't need you drunk."

"Y'all need to stop puttin' a damper on my fun." My southern accent was thick as I spoke.

"Y'all?"

"I'm from the South!" They laughed and I took a drink of the beer, finishing it off before throwing the bottle at them. "Stop it!"

"We're sorry And." I rolled my eyes and reached for another beer, but John pulled it away before I could grab it.

"Hey! Give it back." He shook his head as he took a drink. A pout formed on my lips as I walked to the other side of the counter. I stood in front of him and sighed, before looking up at him with a small smile on my lips. "Please?" Again he shook his head. "C'mon!" I got no reaction, so I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. "C'mon, you know you want to see me drunk."

"As much as I do, I can't," he smiled. I reached behind him towards the bottles sitting next to Ryan who kept scooting them away. "C'mon Andy, no more."

"You're not my father." They both laughed as I stood up on the bars under the chair and barely reached the bottle but grabbed it before Ryan could stop me. I smirked and tried to jump from the chair but John held onto my waist. "Let me go."

"You got your beer, now just stay here."

"No, you'll take it from me."

"I, we promise not to take it. Right Ryan?"

"What?" John eyed him and he quickly agreed. I sighed and sat back down on his lap, before opening my beer and taking a drink from it. "It doesn't take her many to get drunk."

"How many?"

"Hello, I'm right here." I hissed.

"Four or five," Ryan retorted. "Well I'm going to bed, be good you two."

"I'm always good." He rolled his eyes and walked into his bedroom.

"How you feeling?" John asked.

"Better now that he's gone." He kissed my lips and immediately it became more than a kiss. He started down my neck and I tilted my head back allowing him more access. "Maybe we should go in the room." His eyebrow rose as he looked up at me, and stood up from the chair with my legs wrapped around him, carrying me to my bedroom.

I woke up to the sound of rain falling on the roof of the cabin; I felt strong arms around my waist and a warm mass next to me. I turned to see John lying next to me, barechested and a smile on his lips. I looked at my body to see that I was only wearing the shirt he had been the night before. I could a migrane starting to form as I lay in bed. Slowly making my way out of the bed trying not to wake him up, the migrane intensified. I walked into my bathroom and searched for any ibeprofeun or advil to help it.

After I took two advil, I put two more on the dresser for John when he woke up. I walked quietly out of the room and into the kitchen where Emily was pouring a cup of orange juice. She had on her sunglasses and a hat trying to block the light. "Do you have a migrane too?" I asked.

"I drank too much."

"Same."

"What did you do after you left?" As if on cue my room door opened to reveal John wearing only his jean shorts. After a few moments Em put two and two together and gasped. "Andy!" John wrapped his arms around my shoulders and rested his head on my shoulder.

"What?"

"I can't believe you two!"

"What? It's an act of nature." I giggled and leaned my head against his.

"So are you officially together?" I shrugged and looked at him to see he had done the same thing. "You made love! Why wouldn't you be together?"

"Em, just chill. You'll be the first to know if anything happens." She smiled and took a drink of her juice.

"Thanks for the advil," he whispered and kissed my cheek.

"You're welcome."

"Want to go get breakfast?"

"I think Ryan is making his famous french toast." Ryan walked out of his room as I said it and sighed.

"Sure, I'll make breakfast," he replied. John smiled and lightly kissed me before going into his room. "What did I miss?"

"They had sex," Emily responded.

"What?" he exclaimed and dropped the spatcula he had been holding. "Last night?" I nodded and rested my head on the counter. "Wow, I knew you would end up together but I thought that you would at least go on dates first. But no! You just jump right into the home run!"

"Well we were both drunk and sneaking kisses was just not working. So we..." I explained.

"Was it good?" Em asked.

"It was-"

"Don't even!" Ryan shouted.

"It was flippin' amazing!" I shouted so he could hear even though he had his ears covered.

"What was?" John asked with a smirk on his lips.

"You're sex last night," Em smiled.

"I'll say." I blushed and covered my head in embarrassment.

"You two just...no." Ryan replied.

"I think someone is jealous," Em pointed towards Ryan.

"I am not! I'm just trying to adjust."

"Right."

"I have a girlfriend Em!"

Sorry its late; im working on my new story & oneshot also (: i hope that you like it! let me know what you think.

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Ashley