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Shout-outs: Dreamer1992- oh you got that right! And haha, yeah James is pretty strong and tough ;) Would you like a fight scene in the story? I can try to arrange one if you want, hehe. Wait, I think I added one haha. And no problem, these are for my reviewers anyway! And yeah, me too! Haha. Still have no clue what last minute ideas I'll type. But the updates will be sooner this week since I get out at 12 for midterms. More time to write! That is literally the only thing I look forward to during this time. Oh well…
Taylor Shine: Yeah, I think I will because the ideas I have lead into one another and it's all exciting! Well, to me it is. I hope you're all excited too, or else that exclamation point would seem out of place… haha. Wow I'm pathetic I make myself laugh. And I try with the drama :) I don't deal with a lot of it because my "love life" (well lack of) is going pretty good. If you consider my crush knowing who I am good… nevermind. And ta-da update :D !
ArianamaslowBTR25- Haha really? You want 32? I bet you all really want to see what I have for ideas. Well, I will promise you now that it will be 32 :P Maybe two or three more MAX because I have a time gap somewhere, but I'm trying to push everything back to fit it. But trust me, it's harder than it sounds. And good! Glad you're loving it :3
Maybe I should cut down on the shout-out info in the beginning and my little blurbs… Unless you enjoy my lovely sense of humor. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't though :P but I think it adds a personal touch to the story. Well, let's dig up more dirt on what's going on, shall we? Chapter 13 time!
Chapter 13: Till I Forget About You
SAM'S POV:
I felt like I was stuck again. I finally forgot about Drew and everything, but then he decided to come and pull this shit. Just when I was really happy with James. Even though we were only about 3 weeks into it, we were going strong. Our relationship was the perfect combination: 40% friendship, 40% love, 10% passion, 5% humor, and 5% "WTF are we Doing" moments, if you had to divide it into percents. I loved it that way. The friendship kept conversations going, the love kept our feelings together, the passion made spontaneous make out sessions fun (Even though I felt like a teenager… woops wasn't supposed to mention any of that), the humor went along with the friendship but was widened to include anything, and the WTF moments made every day new and exciting. We didn't know what life would be like the next day, but that's what made it fun.
And now I was right back at square one. Every attempt made to forget what he said failed. It's like my brain didn't want me to forget it all. The biggest problem was that I still knew what I was trying to forget. I still thought about it every night, even though it really wasn't anything to be afraid of. His words were vague but oddly specific at the same time. Anything meant anything, but I had a feeling it involved James. Which wasn't good because if he touched one hair on my man's head, I would seriously hurt him. Not only because I loved his hair so much, but because James was mine. I wasn't going to lose him to anything or anyone. Not on my dead body. Which Drew could probably arrange…
There goes my thinking again. I had the same thought process for the rest of January. James couldn't help much since BTR had to get right back into their songs again. They were also beginning to tape Season 4 of their show this last week too, which meant James couldn't be with me as often. Usually I wouldn't mind, but that Drew thing had me messed up. Every night during the middle of the night just as I was about to fall asleep, I could hear a car drive by my house very slowly. And every night I would get up and look out my window to see that same red car flash by. Those same license plate numbers. The same time. The same speed. The same person. Drew. It was scaring me, but I knew if I told James, he would try to go after the guy and all. Not that I wouldn't mind that, but I didn't want anything to happen to him. So I knew what I needed to do to forget about Drew and all my problems for a minute. And that was girl time!
It was the three of us, Krista, Riley, and me, at Riley's apartment for a change on a Friday night. She only had an apartment because the move to become BTR's choreographer was quick. We liked it, though, because it still had the homey and comfy feeling. And that was great for Krista, who loved to sit back and talk about her wedding and future plans with Kendall. But of course today was the one day where the girls wanted to talk about ex boyfriends and laugh about them. How frigging great…
"Oh god, I remember dating Bobby Dalswin after getting out of high school! He wanted me to film myself for him…" Krista gasped, taking a sip of red wine. Of course I was the only one under 21, but that didn't matter to me because I did not want to drink anything like that anyway. Wasn't my favorite smell, most definitely. I remember James tried to make me taste some of his Jim Beam & Coke (which didn't smell too bad), but I wanted to stay true to my morals.
Riley almost choked on the ice in her lemonade. "So how'd that go?" she laughed, tossing her head back onto her dark black couch. "Did you do it?"
Krista shook her head and chuckled. "No, thank god! Apparently he had a sexy video of each of his exes to watch when he was 'in the mood'! I didn't want him feeling good because of me!"
Riley laughed again and kicked her feet out as she fell back deeper on her couch. A small snort came from her nose, making Krista go nuts as well. I just sat there with a fake smile on my face, trying to play cool. "Ok, that's not as bad as the most recent guy I was had, right before Carlos. Want to hear a story?" she asked, looking at Krista and me.
"Ooh yes!" Krista squealed, shifting on the couch so she could sit cross-legged and face Riley. I was the love seat, my head against the cushions as my whole body was sprawled across the furniture.
"Alrighty then." Riley put down her lemonade and clapped her hands together. "So, my most recent doomed relationship involved this guy I met a Spanish restaurant. Since I was a Latina and my waiter Ricky was too, we hit it off blah blah blah… Well I went there twice a week for three weeks until he finally asked me out. That Friday, we went to this Aztec restaurant and all. We chatted, ate, yadda yadda. And then after the meal, he asked me to go under the table and give him a BJ! I didn't think was serious, but he was!"
Krista jumped up off the cushion and starts bouncing. "Oh HELL NO!" she giggled, almost spilling her wine.
Riley just sighed out in laughter and shook her head. "Yup, he wanted some "dessert" afterward… But I got him even! I ran out of that restaurant so fast that he had to pay for the whole thing. Especially for his little dessert. I was tempted to chop that thing off and serve it to him as his own damn dessert!"
Krista started to laugh so hard that her face was turning as bright as a tomato. Riley was losing it because of Krista while I just laid there on the loveseat thinking. All of us had bad exes, but as bad as Drew? Maybe, maybe not. But was I assuming? I was thinking him to be this crazy guy who would try to hurt me when it was just words. But those words scared me. And the drive-bys. Who knew how long Drew was doing that? And on what days? I only saw him at night because of the noise, but what if he came by when I was busy not looking at the window? What if he knew my whole schedule? Even though he didn't make a move on James or me again, he knew sure as hell how to scare me.
My thoughts got interrupted by silence in the apartment. Krista was staring at me with worried eyes, while Riley looked more curious. "You ok, Sam?" Riley questioned, her tone worrisome.
"Um yeah…" I mumbled out, trying to make my head clear again. I took out my phone to check the time. When I hit the home button, my wallpaper came up on the lock screen. It was the night James and I went on our first official date as a couple. The waitress kept noticing how loving we were and shot a photo of the two of us with our heads together and smiling. We were looking into each other's eyes and remembering good times. She showed it to us and apologized for taking the photo. But we loved it so much that I asked her to send it to me. And that's how it became my wallpaper. But not even the wallpaper could cheer me up. Picture James wasn't enough. I needed real James. And he was supposed to be coming at 7:45 PM. Luckily, it was 7:37. So that meant James would be at the house in a few minutes. He always loved to show up early.
I didn't realize my friends were still watching me the whole time on my phone. I tilted my head and saw them, sitting up on the seat and half-smirking. "James should be here any minute now… Sorry girls." I shrugged my shoulders and frowned, acting like I was sad to leave. But I wasn't. I liked being around my girls, but the protection and safety just wasn't there. James was the only one who truly made me feel safe.
Krista ahhed and raised her eyebrows. "Sam misses her boy toy. I see how it is. Not getting enough?"
"No!" I shot back, sitting up straight on the edge of the loveseat. "I just miss him, that's all. He's been busy lately, with the new music and season. And I haven't seen him as much. I just want to see him."
Krista's face went from sneaky to sad. "Ok, I'm sorry girl. I didn't mean for it to come out that way. I was just jok-"
The sound of Riley's doorbell stopped Krista in the middle of her words. Riley quickly shuffled over to the door to open it for James. I was just so thankful. James was finally here to make me feel better.
JAMES' POV:
I was standing outside Riley's apartment door with my hands in my pockets. Riley opened the door and greeted me, gesturing for me to walk in. I gave her a quick hello and also said hi to Krista. Then I saw my girlfriend sitting alone on the loveseat. She… didn't look like herself. That shine in her eyes I always loved was gone. She tried to fake a smile for me, but it wasn't the same. Something was up.
Sam stood up and pulled her hair over her shoulder. She put her phone in the back pocket of her jeans and walked over to me. "Hey, ready to go?" she asked me, her voice barely going over a whisper. Ok, she really was different right now.
"Yeah, I was just going to ask you that actually…" I replied, sounding a little confused. I looked at Riley and Krista, who just shrugged their shoulders and gave the same face in return. I guess they noticed it too. Sam just didn't seem like herself.
"Well I'm ready, so let's go" Sam said hastily, putting her other arm through her jacket I was holding for her. She turned around and waved goodbye quickly before heading out Riley's door to my truck.
I watched her walk away and sighed. Was she mad at me or something? Maybe it was because of all the work I was doing at the studio. I haven't had as much time to spend with her. But we try to make it work. "Sorry about that" I apologized to Krista and Riley, hoping they didn't take offense to Sam's action. "I don't really know what's wrong, but I'm going to find out."
"Good" Riley answered, nodding her head. "We noticed she wasn't all there today. She said she misses you, so you two might need some one-on-one quality time…"
"Thanks. That might be a good idea. Good night!" I said goodbye to the girls before heading back to my truck. Sam was already sitting inside, her head hanging low and leaning against the doorframe. The sound of my door opening made her jump, adjusting herself in the seat to try and sit up straight.
Her body turned towards me, a small smile trying to form on her face. She was trying to act happy, which made me know something was up. As I started up the car and backed up, I was trying to think of how to approach the question. Once we on the highway back to her house, I opened my mouth to talk to my girlfriend. "Hey, are you ok babe? You seemed out of it upstairs…" I cautiously asked, my tone sounding concerned. I was her boyfriend, and my job was to make sure she was fine and nothing was wrong. There were a lot of other things I did as well, but that one was most important right now.
I guess Sam didn't expect that question, since she probably deep in thought. No, she was in deep thought. I could by the way her lips were slightly parted, the bottom drooping a bit lower. Her eyes were squinted, staring out above at the space in front of her. See, even though we were dating for less than a month, I knew my girl. I mean I was in the friend zone for over two years, so I knew every little facial expression she had. Every single one. And this facial expression meant that she was thinking deep with a hint of… scared? I could see that in her eyebrows, which were slightly pulled together like in shock. This only made me more worried.
"Huh?" she mumbled out, blinking her eyes to get out of her thoughts. "Yeah… I just…." She stopped for a second, licking her lips and opening her mouth like she was going to tell me something. She turned her face to me, looking sad and afraid. "I just miss you… I miss spending time with you." Her tone sounded like she was agreeing with what she was saying.
I breathed out, thankful that she didn't have something bad to say. But she still didn't seem the same. "I'm sorry baby." I told her, grabbing her head across the counsel. "Work just kills my time, but I'll try my best to switch my schedule and spend more time with you." Now I was starting to feel a little bad if I made her this way. She knew I loved her so much, and I didn't mean to be busy all the time. It was just my job.
"No, I understand…" Sam bit her lip and sighed, placing her hands between her thighs. "And you don't have to change your schedule for me…" She sounded guilty in the beginning, but I heard the desperation in her voice for me to be with her. What was that bad that she was in need of protection? I mean I'd protect her for anything at anytime because I loved her, but why did she really want it now?
I took a turn on her street and continued towards her house. "But I want to change my schedule to spend time with my beautiful girlfriend." I brought her hand up to my lips and kissed the top of it. Looking over at her, I saw her eyes reflect loving thoughts for a second. A soft grin appeared on her in response to my action, but then it was gone. I guess my touch made her feel better. Maybe I could help her out some more…
My truck pulled into her driveway, shutting off so I could goodbye to her. "Ok. Thanks babe" Sam spoke, looking over at me again. She looked like she didn't want to leave, her face showing the fear. "Do you want to come in?" she asked, chewing on her bottom lip. "We could start spending more time together."
"Of course" I replied, getting out of my truck to help her. I walked over to the door and opened it, gesturing my hand out to help her down. She instantly gripped my hand and made her way down, tightening our grip as we moved to her front door. Not letting go of my hand, she took out her key from her pocket and opened the door. Right after, she zoomed into her house, tugging my body along with her. Just as the front door slammed, she pinned her back against it and pulled me right next to her. In response to the jerk, my hands pushed against the door, right on the sides on Sam's shoulders. Now Sam's hands were somewhere else. They were sliding up and down my chest, playing with the bottom of my shirt like she wanted to lift it up. Then her hands snaked their way around my neck, her lips crashing against mine. Sam never did this before. She was so forceful and aggressive, biting down on my bottom lip as her lips pushed more into mine. This was scaring me. She wasn't the kind of girl who would do this. What the hell was going on?
SAM'S POV:
I needed James right now. Every little loving gesture made me forget about my Drew problems. But only for a second. His hand in mine or a quick peck on the cheek wasn't enough. His love in general helped, but I needed a lot more to forget. And at this point, I would do anything I had to until I forgot about Drew. Even if it meant sleeping with my boyfriend, who I did love so much. Yes it went against every single thing I said from my younger years until now, but I was willing to give it up to get rid of all the bad memories. Selfish, I know. But as I said, I was desperate to forget Drew.
I was surprised at how dominant I was, my body seeming like it had a mind of its own. I literally was taking all the control, making out with my boyfriend while leaning against the door. The front door. My fingertips were already finding their way down to the hem of James' shirt. It would be nice to feel his chest under my hands, each curve of the muscles sculpted out. I was yanking and nipping on James' bottom lip, craving for more action. My hormones were sometimes bad, dirty dreams happening now and then. But never like this. Every time James and I had our little "make-out" session, I would be able to pull away and stop. But right now I couldn't. I just needed to complete the whole task to make the memories disappear.
My tongue was fighting into James' mouth, trying to get in there and explore his whole mouth. He was kissing me back, but maybe not with the same force. I think he was still trying to process what was happening. I knew his hormones were acting for him right now, but I didn't know for how long.
I guess he was able to take over his body when my hands went down to his belt to undo it. I was still kissing him, not pulling away once. The strap was almost out of the buckle when James' hands came down from the door and grabbed my hands. He was finally able to pull away from me, his pink lips swollen and hair messed up. "What are you doing?" James asked in disbelief.
I licked my lips and rubbed them together, feeling how swollen mine were as well. I didn't know I was that forceful. "I want you" I purred, my hormones coming on full force. "I really want you right now."
James' face looked completely shocked, extremely confused at the new Sam. "You want me?" he repeated in disbelief, his eyes widening.
"Yes, now let's just continue since it's established that I do…" Damn, I wasn't even horny right now! I just really wanted something to get my mind off of everything. And James, being the perfect, sexy boyfriend he was, seemed like the perfect outlet.
My hands went to the front of his shirt and near the neck area, dragging the fabric down so I could meet James' face again. But he stopped me by placing his hands on my stomach and pulling away. "Why do you want me so bad?" he questioned, his tone sounding suspicious. "This isn't the Sam I know. You and I both want to wait until marriage, so what's with the rush?"
Shit. I didn't really have an answer to that. Oh wait I did. You see James, I want to have sex with you and throw all the things I said about waiting until marriage out the window so I can forget everything about Drew. And that includes his drive-bys on my street, what he had said earlier, and that feeling of being in danger when I'm alone. So basically, when I'm with you I feel safe. But that's not enough. Having sex with you is the only thing to make those thoughts go away. That sounded... pathetic. Just telling my boyfriend the truth and that I only saw him as a sex toy right now didn't seem like a great idea… So I said the very next thing that popped into my head. "Sorry, I'm just hormonal right now I guess. Period's probably coming soon…" I tried to fake laugh and slide down to get away from the door, but James brought me right down up.
He was staring at me with his right eyebrow raised, that secret hidden talent making me week in the knees. "Yeah, I was going to say… But you sure everything else is good? I'm here you know. I am your boyfriend…" Ugh there he went again. Using his care and label as an advantage to make me spill. But I was smarter than that right now.
"Baby, I'm fine" I assured him, my acting skills coming into play. No, of course everything wasn't good. It was terrible. But James had enough to worry about, involving his music, the new season for Nick, and himself. I didn't need him to be constantly worried about me as well. "If I ever need you for that, I know where to find you. But right now, I need you for other reasons…" And with that, I pulled him right back to me with his shirt and kissed him. I could actually say it was my hormones that made me do that. Something about him wanting to wait turned me on even more. This time he was smart enough to actually kiss back, making the adrenaline rush so much higher. I loved James. Even if we weren't going all the way, I need some intense passion. And my boyfriend was the perfect way to provide that. But in the back of my mind, I knew that I was continuing this because of my fear. I couldn't let that take over, though, because the last thing I needed was for James to know that this was a temporary mind stop before all my worries came coming right back to me.
Are you all liking the drama that's unfolding? Other characters are going to be showing up again soon. I just needed to get the drama basics laid down on the table before continuing everything else. Keep on reviewing, following, and making this a favorite! :D