Agh I just wanted to tell you all that the blizzard hit my area this weekend. I had school off Friday because of it. So yeah. I lost power Friday night to Saturday night, so I apologize for not updating. But I had to conserve my laptop and phone energy. But it's back! And yesterday was Sunday, but I had to shovel and stuff so I couldn't work on it until like 5:00 PM. But I have no school today as well because kids still don't have power. But maybe there will be closer updates! Here are my long shout-outs and such :D Wow they are long…

Shout outs: Taylor Shine- Thanks :D And me too actually. I know I made that scene kind of heavy of whatever, but I think it's funny how he acts like a kid and all. That's James for ya. And no no I understand, since I did ask like four questions anyway too. And ok, I was thinking of doing that anyway. I probably won't be able to say goodbye to the couple! And yeah, I'm trying to include all three in here. The romance is each couple (especially Sam and James), the humor is probably everyone else hanging out (at least I try to make it that way), and the drama mostly is Sam and James but I make it everyone else too. And phew for M! Cause if I'm adding more drama, then I need it to be M. That's good to hear. And yeah me too, I naturally go for the T and M things. No, it fit in pretty well actually. And I will try my best to do that :D I've been trying to for 25 chapters now, so it can't be that bad right? :P Oh, and I'm thinking of titling the sequel "What Happens Now?" but idk if that fits. I mean, I don't know if people will like it. But oh well, I'll mention in the description how it's a sequel. Makes it a lot easier for everyone. And the story I read by you is "Upside Down" actually :) But I want to check out your other actually too and sure, ok! I might have one or two, idk really. Have to re-read the end. And I get writer's block too, which I completely understand. It's hard sometimes when there's so much and all, especially including multiple characters and updating so much. So yes I get where your coming from. And you're welcome! I'll be reviewing on that every chapter you post, unless I get the update at school on my email, read it there, and forget to review when I get home. But wow, see this response is long! Haha I don't mind, since you are a great and helpful reviewer! And can't wait for that new chapter :D

Elevating4BTR: KK well here is a list of all the songs from his album "Hunter Hayes":

-Storm Warning
-Wanted
-If You Told Me To
-Love Makes Me
-Faith To Fall Back On
-Somebody's Heartbreak
-Rainy Season *FAVORITE*
-Cry With You
-Everybody's Got Somebody But Me *Describes my life haha*
-What You Gonna Do
-More Than I Should
-All You Ever *OTHER FAVORITE*

NikkiilovesJessee: Haha wow! That's what happens ;) And oh god, tell me about it! And yeah, James was kind of being mean. Then again, he was drunk. But that's not really a decent excuse. And oh boy, I have stuff planned in the future for Drew! Hehehe, sequel especially. You should kind of be worried (ah not to scare you or give stuff away), but he'll be coming soon. Maybe even this chapter or the end ones… (don't know yet) Damn I should have killed him! Can't go back meh. And this review was fine! Idc how u review haha. And np :P Hope you like this!

Well for once I do not have anything else to say. Up here. Right now. For here. But maybe something at the bottom if I remember. But here is chapter 26!

Chapter 26: Boyfriend

JAMES' POV:

I woke up in the morning with a pounding headache. Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the little white fringe of a blanket tickling my noise. I was on the couch, my body resting sideways against the back cushions. My vision was slightly blurry, and a cold chill washed over me. Why the hell did I feel this way?

Turning my body to the side, I let my feet hang over the edge of the couch as I rubbed my head. Maybe I sat up too fast, because I felt extremely nauseous and tired. Blinking my eyes to adjust, I looked down to notice that I was shirtless and in my dark jeans from last night. My sneakers were all the way to the left of the couch, along with my wallet and phone it seemed. How come I didn't remember taking them off?

Just as I was trying to remember last night, my eyes locked with the glass of water on the coffee table. There was a small pill of what looked like ibuprofen right on the napkin, placed delicately in front so I wouldn't miss it. This was just what I needed. Reaching over to the napkin, I popped the pill in my mouth and swallowed a sip of water. A relieving breath came out, my body already feeling better because of the medication. I stood up from the couch and stretched my back, stabling myself from toppling over. My legs felt weak, and that didn't help since I already felt dizzy as well. I gripped the water tighter as a smell drifted over to my nose. It smelled like… like… I just couldn't put my finger on it. But it kind of smelled good, which surprised me since it didn't upset my stomach. I had to check this out.

Moving one foot in front of the other, I forced my body over to the kitchen towards the intriguing smell. It was then I noticed my girlfriend, still dressed in her club clothes, digging in the fridge for something. Why wasn't she changed? Was there something I was missing? I couldn't remember anything besides heading to the club for my birthday. Oh no, don't tell me I got drunk. Damnit! I told myself I wouldn't for Sam's sake, but of course I did.

I guess I muttered too loud because Sam quickly closed the fridge and spun around to face me. Her make-up was still on her face, slightly smeared around her eyes from the dried mascara. Sam looked tired and worried. "Morning" she greeted in a soft tone. "How are you feeling?"

"Like complete shit" I groaned, rubbing my head with my right hand as I put my water down on the table. "What happened?" I asked her, watching her eyes widen and look around while she licked her lips.

"Just sit down first and eat your toast" she ordered, sounding like she was trying to stall. I pulled out the chair and sat down to see two pieces of toast with a whole glass of water in front of me. My eyes darted to Sam, seeming extremely confused. She just gestured to the plate and leaned against the counter. Picking up the toast slowly, I took a small bite before completely gobbling up the whole thing. The water in my glass was draining down, making Sam come over with a pitcher of more. "I heard toast and drinking a lot of water cures a hangover" she told me, still staring at the glass.

I finished chewing my piece of toast and put the rest down. "So I kind of got drunk last night…" I suggested, tracing my finger on the top of the water glass as I turned to look at Sam.

"More than kind of" she muttered out, putting the pitcher back in the fridge and slamming the door. The sound echoed in the kitchen, causing Sam to freeze with her hand on the handle. She slowly turned her body to me, looking like she was hoping I didn't hear that. Her expression softened from annoyed to gentle. "Yeah, at the club" she agreed, chewing her lip.

I knew Sam well enough to know that she wasn't telling me something. "What did I do last night?" I bluntly questioned, seeing Sam's eyes widen again at my remark. My chair was still facing the table, so I turned it so I was directly facing Sam.

"You got drunk" Sam sighed, closing her eyes and licking her lips. She shifted her legs so they were crossing in front of each other, which was hard because she was in a dress. Oh yeah, why was she still in a dress?

"I know that" I retorted, referencing to my head and meal in front of me. "But seriously, tell me what happened. Why are still in your dress?"

Sam put her weight on her left hip as her elbow came down to counter. Leaning on it, she rubbed her face while replying a dragged out "Fine." She stood up straight from the counter and walked over to the chair right across from me, sitting down and crossing her fingers as she began. "We went to the club for your birthday, like you wanted. I went over to the girls while you hung out with the guys. I lost track of time talking to them, and pretty soon a good hour and a half passed. Then I realized I should check on you, and it turned out you were drunk…" Her head dropped as she said the last word, her tone sounding slightly disappointed. "I told you that we should leave, since I was driving anyway, but you said you wouldn't until you 'danced with my sexy ass' " She said those words with air quotes, her face seeming not amused.

"Oh god" I gasped, my hands sliding down my face from tiredness and disappointment in myself. "Is that as far as I went?" I asked, hoping that that was the brunt of it.

Sam just shook her head no and licked her lips again. "You turned me around to grind on me, practically biting my neck. I told you we had to leave, but you argued that you were the birthday boy and all. I replied back with one of my snippy Because I told you to comments and yanked you out of there. You really didn't want to leave, which was expected since you were drunk and were with your friends…" The only reaction I had to this was in my face. My eyes were huge, my hands pushing against the table as I leaned against it.

"Sam, I'm so sorry…" I began, only to have Sam shake her head again. "That's not all of it, is it?" I questioned, knowing well that it most likely wasn't.

"Nope" Sam responded, her eyes not leaving mine. "I practically had to drag you out of the club, while you were just laughing and saying how I was so sexy when I was angry." Sam's hands went in the air as she said the so, making it seem like it was a big deal. "You couldn't keep your eyes off of me, complimenting on how my ass still shakes when I'm angry. So I just buckled you in the car and drove you home, putting up with your stupid "Sexy Can I" screeching…" Her tone was growing in annoyance, making me feel worse than I already did. I did that? To Sam? What was I thinking? Clearly I wasn't because I couldn't control my emotions or feelings.

I leaned forward on the table and ran my fingers through my hair. "I was screeching?" I repeated, sounding surprised at myself. "I swear, I don't remember any of it. And I didn't mean for do any of that to you. I know I need to control my alcohol better…"

"Oh, we aren't even at the good part" Sam sarcastically laughed, immediately shutting her mouth after speaking. Her eyes were staring at the tablecloth, not looking at me after. If that was only the beginning, then what could possibly be worse than what I already did?

"Are you sure you want to tell me?" I asked Sam, scared at what I did. This was one thing that sucked about drinking too much; you didn't remember anything. And something told me that I should have.

Clearing her throat, Sam swallowed and began to run her fingers on the tablecloth. "We got to the house and you fell out of the passenger seat. I screamed, and you just decided that you were going to stay on the ground and roam my body with your damn eyes." Oh shit, Sam sounded angry. She wasn't even bothering to cover up the anger and annoyance anymore. This wasn't good. Taking a small breath in, Sam continued on with the terrible reencounter of last night. "I helped you in the house and you couldn't keep your hands off of me. Or your eyes for god's sake. You kept on commenting on my legs or how I 'smoking' while I tried to get your drunk ass some water. And then you made me take your drool covered shirt off and insisted I took off my clothes. You had to argue with me about how I wouldn't sleep with you, not even caring that you were drunk anyway or anything!" Sam's hands slammed on the table, her head tilting to the side and bobbing as she finished her last word. The breaths coming from her chest were fast and heavy, clearly showing that she hated retelling what happened.

I was in a state of shock and major disappointment, mentally smacking myself in the head for doing that. What kind of an animal did I turn into last night? "I-I don't know what to say…" I stuttered, glancing up at Sam's angry squinted eyes. I had never seen her angry before, well this angry. And I had a feeling this wasn't the worst of it. "I had no idea that I would act that way after having a few drinks. I have to cut down on my drinking to make sure this doesn't happen again."

"No shit, Sherlock!" Sam spat back, her eyes squinting at me like I was stupid. "Wow, you're getting over a hangover and can think straight! Good for you!" The sarcasm in her voice hurt, reminding me that I was a total ass, again. "James, you said that you've waited long enough! You asked why we couldn't do it! How long have you been thinking of this topic?"

Taking a long swallow, I retracted back slightly in instinct from Sam's loud voice. "A-a couple of months…" I admitted, not looking up at Sam's eyes. I knew that if I did, the pain would kill me. "Listen, I only did because I love you! Obviously I would think about it because I'm attracted to you!"

"Don't you see?" Sam yelled at me, her hands going up in the air. I could feel her eyes burning into me with rage and anger, terrifying me at this Sam. "You're turning into Drew! He couldn't see the big deal in having sex! Bang for an hour maybe and just roll of each other like it was nothing! That's why he cheated! I told you that I was waiting until marriage! I'm just pissed that I had to wait until you were drunk to find this out!"

"I'm sorry, ok!" I shot back, looking right at Sam again. She looked pissed, of course. And hurt. That comment about me turning into Drew made me want to slink away and crawl into a corner. There was no way in hell that I would turn into such a monster. "I know that I will never allow myself to turn into Drew! I couldn't help that I got drunk and that slipped! How am I supposed to tell you that I was thinking about it?"

"I don't know, maybe just TELL ME!" Sam snapped back, her hands gripping onto the edge of the table. "And you know you could have stopped yourself from getting drunk! You're lucky that I was here to take care of your drunk ass! I was the one who dragged you out of the club, I brought you home, and I alone took care of you! Where were your friends? Oh yeah, edging you on to drink more! And the thanks I get is you telling me you want sex. Great. It's nice to know that you only view me as a toy you can manipulate and play with…" She crossed her arms and looked down under the table from her seat.

"I don't view you like that by any means!" I defended, looking up at her and reaching my hands across the table to try to hold onto Sam. But she just pulled away with her arms and held them close to her body. "I know I went overboard with the alcohol! It was my birthday! I partied too much! And I am extremely thankful I have you in my life. I don't know how I can thank you enough for doing that for me when I was too buzzed to think straight. My friends were drunk too! And the only reason I said that was because I was drunk. As I said, it was my birthday! I was stupid and thought that my present would be that. Which was obviously wrong, now that I'm clear-minded… Mostly…"

Sam puffed out and rolled her eyes. "You men only want one thing!" she huffed, uncrossing her legs. "Teenage boys want it, Drew wanted it, and now you! Well what do you think of this belated birthday present?" And with that, Sam stormed out of the kitchen to grab her purse on the side chair. Only a matter of seconds later, I heard the front door slam and Sam's car pull away quickly.

Once I knew she left, I threw myself back off the chair and forcefully pushed it back into place. We were doing very much for the past couple of months, but of course I had to screw it up by thinking of that. I'm a guy! Obviously I think about it! But I know that I should have approached it in a different way. Just thinking about it all made my headache come on again. I could only imagine how Sam felt last night. She had never seen me drunk, and of course I had to get all fucked up in the head when she and I were finally dating. How could I be so stupid! I could always be perfectly honest with Sam, and she would always listen to me. And I screwed that up because of this. Maybe I should quit alcohol all together. Anything to just have Sam back here again.

SAM'S POV:

To say it in simplest terms, I was pissed. I didn't even know that the whole issue of last night could affect me so much. But it did. Staring right at James at the table and telling him about the night made me realize that there were similarities between him and Drew. Drew said that having sex wasn't a big deal because we loved each other, and James said he thought about because he loved me. Ok, so maybe there really wasn't a similarity besides the fact that they both wanted it. And I was disgusted with that. However, I didn't truly love Drew. And I really do love James. But my morals were my morals. I didn't appreciate that he was still thinking about it all this time. But then again, he did apologize. Right now, I was a messed up jumble. I knew I needed to talk to someone about this. And I wasn't in the mood to hear Krista's nonstop questions. So I drove to the other best place: Riley's.

Driving away, I began to think about things. First off, why did I leave? It was my god damn house in the first place! Oh yeah, we moved in together… Second thing, why did I storm out of the house? I guess my anger took control. Plus I wanted a big exit to remind James how he screwed up. Wait, how did he screw up? I was so confused that a brand new headache was forming from all the thinking I did. I needed to talk to Riley to clear my mind up.

Pulling into Riley's apartment complex driveway, I ran up the steps and headed to her door. My feet were killing me, making me realize that I never took off my stilettos from last night. Of course I didn't, since I was too busy taking care of a drunken James. I put him first, like any caring girlfriend would, and the thanks I got was asking for sex. Now I understood why I was mad.

Knocking on Riley's door, I stood in the hallway and fixed my dress. A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal a tired and comfy Riley. "Sam!" she exclaimed in a relieved tone. Her face changed from happy to confused once she looked over my outfit. "Why are you still in your club clothes from last night?"

Riley stepped to the side to let me push through into her apartment. An annoyed grumble came from my mouth in response, causing Riley to shut the door quickly and turn around to lean on it. "What did Maslow do this time?" she bluntly asked, squinting her eyes and crossing her arms.

Tossing my purse on the nearest couch, I walked over to the cushion and sat down to take off my shoes. "Well I had to take care of him last night since he was drunk and didn't have time to change…" I bitterly spat out, placing my left heel on the ground. "And then he decided to try and push me into having sex with him!"

"Sam…" Riley sighed, getting off of the door. "This is James we're talking about. Not saying that he always thinks about it, but he is a guy…"

"And you don't think I know that?" I shot back, sitting up straight from bending over. "I'm just pissed that he had to ask when he was drunk! He's turning into Drew if all he does is think about it!" I leaned back on the couch and crossed my legs.

Riley moved over to the other couch and sat down opposite to me. "Listen" she began, folding her hands between her legs. "I don't think you want to hear this but I have to say it. You know deep down that James is nothing like Drew. You're just scared that he will break up with you because you won't have sex with him. Just like what Drew did to you, and you don't want a repeat. I know you know this, but you're just hiding it by that excuse of how you're angry he wants it in the first place."

I opened my mouth to defend myself and argue against her words but shut it instantly after. Riley was right. I was scared. And it wasn't even the fact that I didn't want to. I kind of did. Being in a relationship with James was so different from my own with Drew. And if it was an act of passion, then I didn't mind if we did. But my own nerves were taking over. I never had sex before, and I was petrified of how it was going to be. It shouldn't be over-planned, but it shouldn't be spontaneous. It needed to happen sometime in the middle. Bringing my hands to my face, I rubbed down and closed my eyes briefly, taking in a deep breath. "You're right" I admitted, looking up at Riley again. "It's just so… hard. I love James, and I kind of want to. But I don't know if I'll be good, if I'm going against my morals, or if I'm freaking over nothing…"

Riley nodded in understanding and tucked her legs under her body. "I get what you're saying" she replied, twisting her fingers with each other. "And I think you should tell him what you're thinking. He would obviously understand. And sometimes it's ok to go against what you say if you feel that it's the right decision."

"But he's my boyfriend" I contradicted, slapping my face with the sides of my hands and pulling down again. "I always told myself that I would wait until marriage to show someone how much I loved them. But now that I actually truly love someone, it's hard to stick with what I believed. I guess I am just scared of the reaction or outcome. But it will happen when it happens. I'll let it control itself. If we do, we do. It's up to timing now, and that's all."

"Good" Riley agreed, nodding her head in approval. "Everyone has dealt with a problem like this in some shape or form. And I think that things will work out in end. Whether or not it happens, I don't know. But when it does, it will be at the right time. And you never know, he might want to do something soon with putting a ring on your finger…"

"Yeah, that's true" I responded, bending down to retrieve my shoes again Slipping the first one on my left foot, I looked up at Riley and smiled. "Thanks for this" I told her, my smiling turning into a thankful grin. "You're a lot nicer than Krista, that's for sure" I chuckled, putting the buckle through the loop.

"Thanks" Riley laughed, sitting up and stretching her back slightly. "And anytime, Sam. You're one of my best girl friends, and I'm always here for you." She put her hand on my shoulder comfortingly. "Plus my life would be boring without you!" she added, throwing her hand back and laughing.

"Very funny" I muttered, smirking at Riley for a second. Once I got my other shoe on, I stood up to adjust my dress and grab my purse. "Well I should go home and try to talk this out with James, I suppose" I sighed, brushing the hair out of my face.

"Good idea" Riley said, leading me back to her door. "I'm going to let everyone know you're ok and that James is currently getting over a nasty hangover. I won't mention anything about this or what you told me, though."

Taking out my car keys, I looked at Riley and shrugged my shoulders. "I don't care if you tell them. We tell each other everything anyway. And we help through our problems. So go ahead. Doesn't matter to me." I reached for the doorknob and swung it open, glancing at Riley from off my shoulder.

"Ok, will do so" she stated, grabbing the door and holding it open for me to walk out. Just I was going to walk away towards my car, Riley took a breath in and leaned out the doorway. "Good luck" she simply said, putting her lips together and rubbing them.

"Thank you" I replied, waving a quick goodbye before running out to my car. God this was a big understanding. Why the hell did I snap earlier at James? He even apologized and everything. I understand where he was coming from. I had the same strong feelings for him. So I knew how hard it was to break away sometimes. Plus I thought about the sex topic before. So why did I get mad at him if I was doing to same things? I knew it was only because I was annoyed that he was that drunk. Then again, I took care of him because I loved him. This was all confusing. I just had to go to James and figure it all out. Then maybe everything would be good again.

So, any of you surprised at the angry snotty Sam? I hope you all don't hate her. Ah, just complicated and all. Well keep reviewing and such! Only 4 more chapters and this part of the story is done! How does that make you feel? I'm kind of sad, but I'm picking right up with the sequel after. The sequel will be called "What Happens Now?" and will be updated probably every three days. So keep an eye out for when that comes out or add me to your favorites! Thanks :P