thesandbar: I love this group. They're just...kick ass, yo XD Dude, that's fucking fantastic lol. And James is DEFINITELY too good looking. Like, how can a man be that perfect?

grayhap: Yeah, the parents need to butt the hell out! Haha definitely, James showed his dad that he's not going to stop loving Kate. You go James! And thanks for the review :)

CHAPTER 37- BACHELOR(ETTE) PARTY

"Alright girls, let's get this party started!" Kyra yelled as she bounded into the club the four of us were going to.

Yup, just us. Gonna be one fun night.

"Ok Miss Party Planner," I laughed, "What's first?"

"None of us are doing any flirting," Brooke smirked. "Kendall made that very clear," she added with a wink in Kyra's direction.

"I wouldn't anyway," Michelle chimed in. "Logiebear is the only one for me."

GAH SHE'S SO ADORABLE I CAN'T EVEN.

"You're absolutely right, Michelle," I smiled as I draped an arm over her shoulder. "How about we all start off with a drink?"

"Sounds good to me," Kyra nodded.

The four of us walked over to the bar and each ordered a drink. Margarita for me...yum.

"Ok so we haven't really had a chance to catch up much... BROOKE GO!" Kyra ordered.

"GOD DAMN," she yelled, clearly startled. "Sorry," she laughed. "Um...Well work is going really um...blah, actually. Nothing special happening. BUT I feel like Carlos might propose sometime soon! And being in bed is fun as always-"

"OK NEXT!" Michelle cut her off. "Me. I'm with Brooke on work. It sucks. Major dick."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Did our resident saint just use the word dick?"

"Yep," she giggled, covering her mouth with one hand. "I think you guys are all influencing me."

"Oh please," I laughed. "Your boyfriend called Kendall a dick in an interview. So he's the worst influence."

"IN WORSE WAYS THAN ONE!" Kyra and Brooke yelled, then high fived each other.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Anything else to share with us?" I asked Michelle.

She shrugged. "Not really. Life is kinda...meh right now. Except for you guys getting married, of course!"

I hugged her sideways and smiled. "How about you, Kyr?"

"I can tell you guys one thing," she giggled before taking a sip of her drink. "Living with Kendall definitely has its...benefits."

"Here we go," I groaned.

"Oh don't tell me you and James don't go at it like two horny teenagers," Kyra shot back.

"I- I mean- point taken. Continue."

"Thank you," she smirked. "But I'll tell you a funny story instead. One day last week we had ordered out because we were both feeling super lazy, but apparently not enough to not...y'know. So we're both asleep after when the doorbell rings and Kendall starts flipping shit because he thinks it's his mom. She was supposed to visit in a couple weeks, but I didn't feel like telling him. Besides, it was fucking hilarious. Anyway, I put on a new bra and pair of panties cause he was feeling a bit animalistic and-"

"TMI TMI TMI EW EW EW TMI!" I shouted.

"Shut up!" she laughed. "Back to the story! And then I pulled on his shirt and went downstairs. His face was PRICELESS. Oh god, I wish I had recorded that shit. So I get down to the door and open it, and I'm talking to the Chinese food delivery guy when Kendall comes sprinting downstairs in just his boxers and shoves me out of the way. He starts babbling all this shit about timing and then finally looks up with the cutest blush on his face. The delivery guy is just open mouthed now, staring at this fucking insane couple, and then Kendall realizes I'm like, barely wearing clothes. He goes and gets his wallet, slaps a twenty into the guy's hand, grabs the food and SLAMS THE DOOR IN THE GUY'S FACE."

The three of us were holding back tears because we were laughing so hard. Kyra shook her head. "I'm not done! So after he closes the door he goes, 'People these days'. I'm laughing, tears streaming down my face because this man is standing there in only his boxers, yelling at a delivery guy about eye raping his girlfriend. Like seriously. THIS MOTHER FUCKER!" she squeaked, then promptly fell out of the booth.

"Kyra!" I shrieked.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She sat back up and brushed her hair out of her eyes. "So what's new with you, Kate?"

"Nothing noteworthy," I shrugged. "It's still awkward as fuck with Ron. But whatever. I don't really give. I'm marrying the love of my life, and that's all that matters to me."

"Yeah, you go girl," Michelle smiled.

"Ok guys," Kyra clapped her hands together. "I think it's time for a little Never Have I Ever. If you have, you hafta drink a shot. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Brooke and I nodded with fearful looks at eachother. Here we go.

"I'll stay sober and make sure you girls don't go home with some random guys," Michelle giggled.

"Good plan," I agreed. "Because this one-" I gestured to Kyra, "-is gonna make me get drunk off my ass."

"You know it!" she shouted gleefully. "Now let's go! Never Have I Ever... slapped a man's ass." She threw a wicked look at me and I groaned.

"In my defense, James was my boyfriend." I gulped down a shot and shook my head. God DAMN that burn.

Brooke gave us a sly look and downed a shot as well. I raised an eyebrow at her and she shrugged. "What? My papi is fucking hot. My turn! Never Have I Ever...damn, what haven't I done? Um...OOH I've never skinny dipped, but I'm all up for trying it."

Kyra smiled sheepishly and drank a shot. "What the fuck?" I shouted. "When?"

"Couple weeks ago," she mumbled. "Kendall and I went to the beach and...yeah."

"THAT'S FUCKING FANTASTIC!" I shrieked. "Ok lemme go. Never Have I Ever been on top. Well, not technically. I mean, does being sideways count? Cause like-"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up," Kyra growled as she knocked one back.

"I knew it," I snickered. "You naughty, naughty-MICHELLE?"

Michelle put down her shot glass and shrugged. "Eh, I figured you guys would find out somehow. Or Brooke would beat it out of me."

"That's true," Brooke nodded. "That's something I would totally do."

"Ok Michelle, are you giving us one?" Kyra smirked at me. "Because I've got a pretty special one I'd like to share."

"Go for it," Michelle laughed.

"NEVER HAVE I EVER FUCKED JAMES DIAMOND!" she cackled.

"OH FUCK YOU!" I yelled.

"LET'S GO HONEY. ONE SHOT FOR EVERYTIME YOU GUYS HAVE DONE IT IN THE LAST WEEK!"

Fuck. I'm gonna have the biggest hangover tomorrow.

5 shots and 1 margarita later.

I feel so fucked.

"So Kate, tell us why you were yelling at the TV the other day," Kyra smirked.

"Because Lucy Stone k-kissed my fiancé! They were at this awards thingy. A-and then she kissed him. She j-just kissed him!" I hiccupped. "Hey Brooke, you're so pretty," I giggled. "But who does this Lucy think she is? Kissing my fiancé! The goddamn nerve of some people."

"Oh honey," Brooke laughed. "You are so drunk off your ass."

"SPEAKING OF ASS!" I shouted.

Michelle's eyes widened and she shook her head at Brooke. NO, she mouthed. Brooke shrugged and pulled out her phone to tape me.

Seeing that I had an audience, I stood up and threw her a goofy smile. "You know who has a nice ass? James. It's so perfect. Like his face. Yeah. His ass is perfect like his face. And speaking of perfection! Oh god that big di-"

"Ok sweetheart, time to go home," Kyra giggled as she clamped a hand over my mouth. "I think I'll stay with you tonight. Is that ok?"

"That's fine," I smiled. "Where's my Jamiebear?"

"They're all in Vegas, sweetie," Michelle told me, patting my back.

"He better not bring home a hooker!" I shouted.

"Oh no, Kate. He's coming home to you."

"Yeah," I giggled. "Besides, he's gonna love what I bought for our honeymoon." I stumbled out of the club and to Kyra's car.

The three of them came running behind me shouting, "WAIT WHAT DID YOU GET?"

A/N: I decided to be all cool and put the bachelor party in here, too. Hehe. Enjoy from James' POV!

"Alright motherfuckers, let's get fucked!" Kendall shouted as we drove into the parking lot of Bellagio.

I bet Kyra said that to the girls. Those two are the party king and queen. Yet, they call me and Kate the teenagers.

Just because we like having sex...a lot. Ok, so maybe we're like two horny teenagers.

AND I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.

Ugh, now I miss my Kitty.

"James...Earth to James...hello..." Carlos waved his hand in front of my face and I jumped.

"What?"

"How the fuck did you drive us here?" Logan snickered. "You've been totally out of it the whole time. Everything ok?"

"Everything's fine!" I insisted. "Let's just forget about life tonight."

"Yeah...that's not exactly going to be possible," Kendall groaned.

"Why?" Carlos asked.

Kendall gestured to our left and I sighed. Fuck. I forgot about my dad and Tom being here.

Fuck.

"Please don't come over here. No, Dad stop walking," I muttered. "Please? No? Great. Hey, Dad. Tom."

"Glad to see you guys made it here safe," Tom commented.

"Uh, thanks, you too." Great. Tonight's just going to be awkward as fuck.

"How about we go to dinner first and then figure out what we're doing after?" Logan suggested.

"Sounds good to me," I agreed.

The six of us ended up at one table. I guess the waitress didn't see my "Please help me get away from my father" look.

Well that's just great. Thanks, lady.

We made small talk, and I noticed both dads trying extra hard to avoid the wedding as a topic of conversation. I don't know how Kate and I are going to do this, but we'll make it work.

I'll do anything for her.

And...now I miss her again. Ugh. What the fuck?

"Guys," Carlos whispered. "We need to get out of here and do something. We're dying of boredom, and that is not how James should be spending his bachelor party."

"Well how exactly do we escape...this?" Logan asked, gesturing to my dad and Tom who were at the bar.

"Easy," Kendall answered simply. "We walk out."

"Um, Kendall," I started. "I don't know if- and you're gone."

"C'mon guys!" Logan followed Kendall out. Carlos and I shrugged, then ran after the two of them.

Jesus fuck. I hope this works.

"Where are we even going?" I asked Kendall, who seemed to have all the plans.

"I say we go to Sapphire."

"But I promised Kate-"

"No no," he cut me off with the wave of a hand. "You told Kate that you wouldn't bring a Cabaret girl home. And you're not going to."

Logan crossed his arms and smirked at Kendall. "And what about Kyra telling you to not be with any strippers?"

"I believe she said no flirting. She didn't say we couldn't see them."

I rolled my eyes. "You have an answer for everything, don't you, Knight?"

"Fuck yes I do. Plus, the dads will never think to look for us here. Now let's go."

Carlos, Logan, and I followed Kendall to Sapphire. We stepped inside and I have to admit, I was...

Really not as excited as I expected to be.

See, this is what happens when your girlfriend- sorry, fiancé is extremely sexy. You don't find these things as fun.

But what the hell. I've got like, two more nights as a bachelor.

"You. Diamond." Kendall placed his hands on my shoulders and sat me down at a table. "You are going to enjoy yourself because this is your fucking bachelor party. If that means getting you so drunk that you don't remember it, then so be it. Cause you're gonna have fun."

"Whatever you say," I laughed. "But if I'm getting fucked up, we're all getting fucked up."

"I'm not gonna say no to that one," Carlos grinned. "What are we starting with, boys?"

And cue Logan singing Shots.

"Well that answers that question," Kendall snickered.

We each knocked back a shot and grimaced at the burning sensation in our throats.

One of the strippers made her way to our table. "Any bachelors here?" she asked with a sultry smirk.

"Uh, he's first," Kendall smartly told her, pointing to me.

She straddled my lap and dragged her hand down my chest. "My my, aren't you a handsome one?"

"Thank you?" I shot Kendall a look and he smiled and gave me a thumbs up. I fucking hate you, I mouthed.

Love you too, bro, he shot back.

I guess she got bored because she moved on to the table to our left. "Dude," Carlos laughed. "A stripper just left you."

I shrugged. "Yeah...I'm ok with that."

"Ok let's be real, guys," Logan started. "We all love our girls way too much to do this. So I say we just get drunk and not try any other shit."

"So let's get drunk," I smiled.

Waking up in a hotel room with your three best friends sounds fun right? Yeah, no. Especially after last night.

I'm no lightweight, but I feel like absolute shit.

"Kendall," I groaned. "I fucking hate you."

"Thanks," he muttered. "Fucking hate you, too."

"Bro, what happened last night?" Carlos whispered.

"I don't know," Logan sighed. "But I have a feeling we're not going to be proud of what we did."