Picture: Kayden Whitly

Kayden's POV:

I'm about half way down my street when I realize that I am only is boxers.

"Fucking hell," I mumble to myself as I make a mad dash back to my house to grab some clothes.

I walk into my house quietly, not wanting my presence to be known to anyone. Especially West. If West was to see me... I don't even want to think about what he would do, but let's just say it's won't be good.

With my clothes finally on, I go to grab my phone, once again realizing something that makes me want to kill myself.

I left it on the side table in the room that I slept in with West.

Dear God, if you are up there, please let West not be in the room. Amen.

With that quick prayer, I tip-toe into the room where I was nearly raped. The door is ajar when I walk to the room, and when I peak inside, I see West sprawled out on the bed.

This is going to be some mission impossible shit, isn't it?

Every creak and groan the old floors boards produce seem to be amplified today, as if the world wanted to turn against me and make it so that West heard me. "I'm not going to do anything to you, so it doesn't matter if you're quiet." West's voice startles me, but I just give him a tiny smile before continuing my search.

"Hey, can we talk?" West is sitting up now, his spiky purple hair pushed to the side. I look at him suspiciously. If his idea of "talking" is shoving his tongue down my throat, we have some different ideas. "I won't try anything, I just want to talk about what happened... Before."

I give up on my search for my phone for a moment and take a seat across from West. "What exactly do you want to talk about? There isn't really much."

West sighs and tries to smooth out his hair. "I wanted to apologize for coming across so..." He tries to find a word that describes what he is.

Oh, I can think of a few. Douche bag, asshole, prick, cocky, stuck-up-

"Assertive," He finally finishes. "It's just... Well..." He sighs and when his eyes meet mine, I can see sorrow and longing in his eyes. "I just went through a pretty rough break up... And I guess I'm trying to fill the void he left... I shouldn't have done what I did to you, and for that I'm sorry. You're super nice for letting me crash for the night, and not to mention hot... But that's besides the point. I think we should start over, get to know each other better. Maybe become friends?"

The hopefulness in his voice breaks my heart a little, and I can't help but say yes. "Yeah, of course. Just... No more sucking my face off, please."

West laughs at this before placing a hand on my shoulder. "No can do, Rainbow Brite. You are to sexy for me not to," I can hear the playfulness in his voice, so I laugh along with him.

And then the place where my phone is hits me like a sack of bricks.

It's at the one place that I know is going to be horrible to go to...

It's at Sam's house.

When he handed me the towel, I checked my phone to see what time it was, and when he ran out, I tried to follow him.

I gave up, though, and kinda just walked out of the house, leaving my phone on his counter like a total fucking idiot.

"Fucking hell!" I groan as I get off the bed. West shoots me a questioning look, but I shrug it off and grab some sneakers. "I'll be back in maybe twenty minutes. In the mean time, make yourself at home. Take a shower if you'd like, you can borrow some of my clothes. Eat breakfast, explain to my family you are just a friend. Don't take anything, and most importantly, don't let my sister seduce you."

I don't give him time to answer before I run down the stairs and go out the door.

...

Getting to Sam's house takes a mere five minutes, but I made sure to go as slow as I could. I'm beyond nervous, and to make things worse I probably look like shit.

My hair is pressed against my face is an attempt at a messy wave, and my clothes are a bit to tight, so they cling to my body like a second skin.

While pulling into the driveway, I take deep breathes, trying hard to calm myself.

Deep breathes is ineffective!

What? Pokémon is still cool, no matter what year it is.

I try to think about thinks to calm my mind as I ring the doorbell on the Kendler's door. Kittens, puppies, rainbows. Ha, Rainbow Brite. I wonder what West is doing... I really hope he is behaving himself, 'cause I swear if he's not-

"Hi, how can I help you?" I am snapped out of my thoughts by the girl version of Sam, a sweet smile on her face. "Are you a friend of Sam's?

Deep breathes, you can do this! It's not like it's even-

Sam appears behind the girl, surprise covering his features as he sees that it's me. "Kayden?" I attempt a smile, but fail miserably as I stare at the gorgeous boy's face.

The way his hair spikes perfectly, looking soft yet spiky at the same time. His blue eyes are the color of the sea and his shirt clings to his muscles like every girl in the school does.

"Uh... I... Um..." WORDS KAYDEN, MAKE WORDS! Move your lips and speak. "Hi... I left my phone here... In your bathroom, I think."

The girl- who I am assuming is Sam's sister- raises an eyebrow at her brother.

Sam smiles at me, a breathe taking one that makes me shake a little. Please make it so he doesn't notice. If he notices I am shaking in his presence, I am done for.

"Oh, okay I'll help you look," He pushes his sister to the side and gestures for me to come in. "Please, come in."

The girl snorts, patting her little brothers head before running upstairs and calling in a sing-song voice "Have fuuuuuun,"

"Sorry about her," Sam rubs the back of his neck, his face an adorable red color. "She is a bit... Weird. You get used to it after a while."

I open my mouth to tell him about my sister, but the only thing coming out is air.

Come on Kayd, you can do it! It's just Sam Kendler and his amazing abs and flawless hair! Let's not forget those gorgeous blue eyes or how perfect his lips-

"Kayden?" My eyes flicker from Sam's lips to his eyes, and I realize with much embarrassment that I was just staring at his mouth. Sam's whole face is red, and to make things worse he is eyeing me suspiciously. "Did you hear me?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I zoned out for a second," I laugh nervously before looking away from the sex God and to a a portrait of Sam. "What were you saying?"

Sam sighs before opening the bathroom door. "Never mind, it wasn't important," His long legs carry him into the bathroom as he searches for the missing phone. "Ah, here it is." My phone is sitting on the counter next to a bottle of soap, and when he grabs it and hands it to me, I see his eyes scan my whole body.

Suddenly, I feel very subconscious. I tug at the bottom of my shirt and smooth the material of my basketball shorts. "U-uh, thanks... For finding my phone..." Before I have time to realize what's happening, I am being pushed against the wall, Sam's hands on either side of my head.

"I'm going to try something," Sam whispers huskily in my ear, causing a shiver to run up and down my spine. "Don't try and fight me, you aren't going to win. Just let it happen, okay?"

I don't trust myself enough to speak, so I simply nod my head, afraid of what is to come. Punching, hitting, slapping. Something painful, I know that for sure.

What I don't expect is for his lips to be attached to my neck, sucking and nipping and making me let out soft, almost inaudible moans. "Wh-what a-are you d-doing?" I ask Sam, who is moving his lips farther up my neck to my jaw.

Is this all some cruel joke, because Sam knew I was gay and wanted to make me feel horrible?

Well if that's the case, he is failing miserably because this feels way to good to be described. His lips move up my cheek and over more until he is an inch away from my lips.

Reality has a cruel way of hitting right when the moment is perfect, causing me to push Sam off of me just before our lips meet. "I-I..." I can't go on as a tear rolls down my face and I run out of the Kendler's house.

I guess you could say I don't handle situations well, I walk away (or run) from them and hide in my room until the whole thing blows over.

But something tells me that this is only the beginning of what Sam has in store for me, and that only makes matters worse.

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SAM OMG AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The next chapter is going to be in Sams POV of the kiss so expect tht tomorrow or tonight

PEACE OUT SMEXY PPLE!

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ALYSSA! <3