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Katie's POV

I put my clothes back on and turned to Mojo. "Hey, baby," I said, sitting on the bed and putting him on my stomach.

He barked happily in greeting.

"When's the last time you went potty?" I asked, but he just stared at me. "Do you have to go outside?" I sighed and brought him to my balcony and let him run down the stairs and into the grass.

He sniffed around and did his business before trotting back up the stairs and into my room.

I followed him in and closed and locked the door. "Alright," I said to him, grabbing my notebook and a pen. "Let's write some music." I picked him up and sat on the bed with him.

Mojo put his head on my lap, staring up at me with huge puppy-dog eyes. Awwww...James had competition for that look.

"You want to help?" I asked him.

He barked again. I took that to mean yes.

"Okay," I smiled. "What do you think of this?" I cleared my throat before continuing. "Last night was crazy and today it's setting in. Did you really mean it and could you say it again?"

He barked in agreement. I could have sworn he nodded his head to show his support.

I grinned and we carried on like that for a good hour. James was probably wondering what the hell he was barking at, if he was still upstairs anyway. I yawned and put the notebook and pen on my bedside table, set my alarm and turned off my light. I collapsed back on the bed, Mojo coming over and curling up next to me.

I awoke to my alarm the next morning. Aaaaggghhh...Monday morning...WHY?

Mojo growled at the alarm.

I quickly reached over and turned it off, receiving licks all over my face from Mojo as a thank you. "Okay," I giggled. I headed for my bathroom to start getting ready for the day, with Mojo trotting at my heels. "Do you want to stay with Mommy or do you want to go find Daddy?" I asked, turning to him.

He whimpered, and looked up at me sadly. I took that to mean he wanted to be with both of us.

Awww...

"Baby," I sighed. "You can have both once I'm done getting ready. Who do you want for now though?"

He whined again, and then nudged at the bathroom door. I guess he wanted his daddy for the moment.

I let him out of my room and he flew down the stairs to go find James. I walked back into my bathroom to get ready. I showered, brushed my hair and got dressed, before brushing my teeth. I headed to James' room and swiped one of his skinny ties. I went back to my room to put on my shoes and headed downstairs. I grinned, this was going to be good.

The guys were already in the kitchen, eating at the counter.

Mojo was perched on James' lap, even though Logan was protesting about how unhealthy it was.

"If he has fleas - "

"Fuck," James said as he caught sight of me. His eyes widened, and he nearly tumbled out of his seat.

Logan ignored him and took a sip of coffee before turning to me, his eyes widening. "Coffee up my nose."

Gabi, Dustin and Carlos were grinning.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING?!" Kendall roared.

"It's called clothes," I retorted, heading to the fridge.

Gabi's grin widened. "Yeah, Kendall, she'd get arrested if she left the house without them."

"Public nudity," Carlos added, his grin widening too.

"You- you-" he sputtered.

"I- I- what?" I teased.

"YOU LOOK LIKE EVERY MAN'S WET DREAM!" he yelled.

"Uhhhh..." was all I managed to get out.

Gabi glanced at James and her smirk got even bigger. "I think she is James' wet dream."

"YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE LOOKING LIKE THAT!" Kendall hollered.

"Really?" I asked. "Who's going to stop me?"

"Me," Kendall said confidently. "And James," he added as an after thought.

James nearly choked on his own coffee. "How did I get dragged into this?!"

"Do you really want a bunch of hormonal teenage boys eyeing your girlfriend like a piece of meat all day?" he asked him.

I rolled my eyes. "I think you're overreacting."

James winced. "Well..."

"James, do you know what they'll be doing later?" Kendall hissed.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"They're going to be doing what you used to do whenever you'd see her in a bikini!" Kendall roared.

James' face paled.

"Oh yes," Kendall continued, "I know about that."

"Again, what are you talking about?" I questioned.

Gabi groaned. "Katie, honey, I think we need to have a little talk. Your darling brother is saying that those guys are going to be jacking off to the thought of you in that outfit!"

My eyes widened. "W- what? Tha- that's insane."

James avoided my eyes, keeping a hand on Mojo as he stared down into his cereal bowl. "They're hormonal teenage guys, Katie."

"So- so, wait...All those times you 'had to go to the bathroom' when we were swimming, you were- you were...oh," I said quietly.

"Maybe she is as innocent as we thought," Logan chimed.

"What did you think I was doing?" James asked, blushing. "I mean, I would've thought you'd have figured it out after the past couple of days."

Kendall punched the air. "There's still hope for her after all! She's not as experienced as I thought! YES!"

"You know," Carlos said, taking a bite of his cereal. "Her being innocent and not really realizing what she's doing just adds to the appeal."

"I thought you were actually going to the bathroom," I said, looking down and blushing.

Even Logan was grinning by now. "Of course you would be the only person who didn't notice his...ahem...nether regions."

James rolled his eyes. "Thanks for that, Logan."

"I noticed," I blushed harder. "I just didn't think it was because of me."

"Who'd you think it was because of?" James asked incredulously. "I mean after the past 48 hours..."

"You would think it'd be obvious," Logan agreed.

"Well, it's not like I knew who or what was going through your mind. For all I knew it could've been anyone. I never would've thought it was me."

Carlos cackled. "Well, now you know who was going through his mind. See?" he added. "I told you it adds to the appeal, Katie-Kat had no idea."

"Shut up," I mumbled, before turning to James. "How much do you love me?"

He frowned suspiciously. "More than anything. Why?"

"Make my breakfast?" I asked nicely.

Kendall groaned. "You can't use James as your slave, Katie."

"But his oatmeal's really good," I pouted.

"I'll make her, her breakfast," James said to Kendall. "At least she's eating again."

"You know what the best thing about innocent, virginal girls is?" Carlos piped up. "You can mold them into whatever you want. Right, James?" he winked.

James scowled at him as he got up to make my oatmeal. "No Carlos, that's where you're wrong. Katie would never change for me, and I would never ask her to. Besides, she's not that innocent."

"Yes she is!" Kendall insisted.

"Hey, Kat," Gabi grinned. "What's up with the hickey on your neck?"

I yelped and my hand flew to my neck.

James smirked, before turning away quickly to work on my oatmeal.

"I saw that," I informed him. "You're really proud of yourself right now, aren't you?"

Kendall groaned and clapped his hands over his ears. "I cannot hear my little sister having a conversation about sex with James! Mind over matter!"

James grinned. "As a matter of fact, I am." He winked. "It looks good on you...Is that my tie?!"

"This is just great!" Kendall exclaimed, his arms flailing. "Not only is my sister dressed like a school girl fantasy come to life, she has a hickey to add to it. This just keeps getting better!"

"Yeah, it is," I grinned up at him. "Is there a problem, Mr. Diamond?"

James gulped and shifted slightly. "N-n-no, no problem at all."

Carlos cackled. "Hey, James, are you getting hard?"

James blushed. "N-n-n-n-no, why would you ask something like that?"

Kendall groaned. "Oh, this just got even better! Now my best friend has sprung a boner for my baby sister!"

Carlos elbowed him. "They've already had sex, he's sprung, like, a million boners for her."

"I meant for her in her school girl outfit...but gee, thanks for putting that image in my mind."

My grin widened and I stepped closer. "Are you sure, Mr. Diamond?" I breathed out.

Gabi was cackling in the background.

He gulped. "K-K-Katie, your b-b-b-brother is h-here."

I cocked an eyebrow at him. "So? It's not like I haven't heard stuff he's said and done."

He groaned as I reached out to trace a finger down his chest. "Yeah, but it's a little t-t-too p-p-p-personal for me if he h-h-happens to see us h-having s-s-s-s-sex on the kitchen c-c-c-counter."

"Who said anything about sex?" I breathed, trailing my finger down to the front of his pants.

"K-K-Kendall...h-he's still h-h-h-here," James gasped out.

I grinned. "He'll leave."

"K-K-K-K-Katie...fuuuuuuccckkkkk..."

"So," I said casually, still grinning. "How about I skip breakfast and you give me a RIDE to school?"

"I told you she was a minx," Carlos said.

James gulped again. "Nnnnggghhhh..."

Gabi cracked up. "I think he wants YOU to give him the ride."

"Whatever you want, Mr. Diamond," I winked.

"Oh shit," he mumbled, before grabbing me and kissing me as hard as he could.

"Mmm," I moaned into the kiss, his hands sliding down to my ass.

"Okay, he is NOT gripping my sister's ass!" Kendall cried.

James and I ignored him as I raised a knee to grind into him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He gripped me harder in response.

"James," I groaned into the kiss.

"Wow," Gabi said. "You weren't kidding Carlos."

"They're practically ripping off each other's clothes!" Kendall cried in horror.

"Will someone please separate them?" Logan asked.

Carlos stared at Logan in horror. "But they're so cute together!"

I broke the kiss and pulled away a little. I could tell my lips were swollen and my cheeks were flushed. I look up at James and he wasn't any better. "I should probably eat."

"Probably," he agreed, panting.

"That's just sick," Kendall said, shaking his head.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed my oatmeal from James, heading to the table and taking his chair.

Gabi cackled. "So, James, how HARD is it going to be to spend the day away from Katie?"

I turned around, grinning. I had to hear this. "Yeah, James."

He turned bright red. "Uhhhh..."

My grin widened and I turned around to eat my breakfast.

"Don't worry," Carlos smirked. "I'm sure all the other boys in her school will enjoy her for you."

James glowered at Carlos. "You're not helping."

"I never said I was trying to."

"Katie would never look at another boy seriously, would you?" he said, sounding slightly worried.

"No, why would I?" I asked, turning around to face him.

He blushed and mumbled, "Just what Carlos said..."

"Hey," Carlos protested. "I didn't say Kit-Kat would do anything. I'm just saying they're going to be real HAPPY to see her."

James glared at Carlos. "Yeah, well, I was waaaay HAPPIER to see her."

Kendall scowled. "We got that. We freaking SAW it."

"I felt it," I grinned.

"We also got that. We also saw that!" Kendall roared.

I took another bite of my food and stared at him.

He stared back determinedly.

I took another bite, my stare unwavering.

"Awkward!" Carlos chimed.

James winced. "I've gotta agree with Carlos. This is awkward. I think I'm just gonna...go..."

"Don't you dare!" I hissed, still not breaking eye contact with Kendall.

Gabi laughed. "I think the question here is, do you want to come with him?"

"You hush," I told her.

Kendall looked away when the front door opened and closed.

I turned around to see Jo walking in with a bouquet of flowers.

"Who are those for?" Kendall asked.

"They're for Katie," she said.

"How come you got me flowers?" I asked.

"I didn't, but there's a card."

I started to walk over, James slightly behind me.

"NO!" Logan shouted. "Katie, they're snapdragons!"

I jumped back into James.

"Who are they from?" Kendall growled.

Jo handed me the card.

"It's started," I said, handing the card to James.

He took it, glanced at it, and cussed, before crumpling it in his fist. "The war is on," he growled.

"Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?!" Kendall yelled.

James sighed. "It's a long and complicated story. Basically, the flowers are from Kyle."

"Why did he send her flowers?" Carlos asked.

"More importantly, why did he send her flowers that she's allergic to?" Logan spoke up.

I sighed. "Here's the short story, he and Gemma have decided to join forces."

"But - why ?" Kendall asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Ummm...Gee, I don't know," I said sarcastically. "Maybe because they're both crazy? Or because Gemma thinks James belongs to her. Kyle thinks I'm his, I told you what he said. You honestly think he would just 'let' James have me?"

"So they're trying to break you two up?" Logan confirmed.

"Or worse," Gabi said, nodding to the flowers.

"So basically he's saying that if he can't have you, then no one can?" Logan said.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Pretty much."

"Maybe you should stay home, or come to the studio with us," Kendall said quietly.

"No, James is right. I can't let him win," I said firmly.

"Well, in that case, I'm coming to school with you," Gabi said.

"How are you going to do that?" I asked skeptically.

"I'm going to drive with you to the Palm Woods school and then I'm going to walk into the classroom and sit with you at your desk."

James chuckled.

"That's not what I meant," I told her. "I mean, I don't think they'll let you sit in with me."

"Well, then I'll hang out in the Palm Woods lobby and wait for you to finish. I don't think Kyle can try to kill you in a room full of people."

"Hey, James," Carlos grinned. "Tell her who else is going to school with her."

James grinned. "Oh yeah. Katie, you know how you've always said you want to borrow Freight Train? Well, he'll be going with you to school - and he IS allowed to sit in with you, so..."

"Don't tease me," I warned him. "Is he seriously going with me?"

"He's seriously going with you. I'd go with you too, but I have to go into the studio."

"YES!" I fist pumped.

Carlos chuckled. "Gee, you think she's excited?"

"No, she's completely sad," Logan teased.

I ignored him and walked back to the table to finish my oatmeal.

"What are you guys going to be working on?"

"We're perfecting our new single," James answered, sliding into the seat beside me and moving his leg so his knee was touching mine.

"Hey," Carlos chimed. "We still need some lines for it. Maybe Kit-Kat can help."

"Whatcha need?" I asked through a mouth full of oatmeal.

"Nice, Katie," Logan commented.

I shrugged. "I grew up with four guys, leave me be."

"Some lines for a love song," Carlos answered.

"Okay," I nodded. "Can I hear it so I know what I'm working with?"

"You, you walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

That's when I saw you for the first time

With your pair of eyes

Time stopped ticking, my hands keep shaking

And you don't even know that," Carlos sang.

I immediately scrunched up my nose. "Don't take this the wrong way...I love you guys...but that was awful."

"We know," James agreed. "We just can't figure out what makes it so bad."

"Well," I started. "Let me hear a little more and we'll go from there."

"I try to speak, but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm frozen inside

I try to move but I'm stuck in my shoes

With your pair of eyes, pair of eyes."

"Oh...Wow," I breathed out. "Who wrote this?"

Kendall cringed. "We did."

"Seriously?" I asked. "When?"

James coughed. "I...um...started working on it a couple of years ago..."

I smiled, realizing where he was going with this. "Aww. Not to sound rude, but...uhhh...what happened? You guys wrote songs before this and they were nothing like this."

He shifted. "They weren't usually so personal...and they weren't about a sixteen year old girl when we were twenty."

"Okay," I said. "You said you were frozen inside right?"

"Yeah..."

"So how about this?" I asked before singing. "You, you walked into the room

On a Friday afternoon

That's when I saw you for the first time

And I was paralyzed."

James' jaw dropped. "That was - that was way better. That was fucking amazing!"

"We need to write with her more often," Carlos mumbled.

"Oh," I added. "Drag frozen out a little."

"Huh?" James said.

"Like this," I told him. "I try to speak, but girl you got me tongue-tied

I try to breathe but I'm f- f- frozen inside."

"That's fantastic!" James cried. "That's it, from now on, you're co-writing all our songs with us!"

I blushed. "Umm...okay."

"I'm serious! You just turned the entire song around!"

"You should stutter a few times on the word paralyzed too," I said, my blush darkening

"Like this? You got me paralyzed, paralyzed, p-p-p-paralyzed?"

"Perfect," I grinned. "But do me a favor?"

"Okaaaay..."

"Never use 'pair of eyes' in a song."

"I promise," he said, grinning back. "That line was just a stand-in anyway for the real thing."

"Speaking of co-writing," I said. "Sort of. I wrote a duet last night and, Logan, you're doing it with me."

Logan nearly choked on his eggs. "Why me?! Why not James?!"

"Yeah," James echoed.

"Because it's sort of a rap."

Logan sighed. "Fine. How does it go?"

"The rap or the song?"

"Both."

I grabbed pen and paper and took a couple minutes to write down Logan's parts and when to sing them and passed it to him. I took a breath before singing. "Last night was crazy and today it's setting in

Did you really mean it and could you say it again?

Oh-oh, even if you just say it over the phone

Come on, ring, ring, ring

Love makes me crazy, restless, dumb and paranoid

But I'll take a chance on us and hope you don't destroy my heart

Just give me one guarantee, I'm the only girl you see

What you say, boy?"

James leaned back in his seat. "So the song's about me right?"

"Yes," I sighed, before telling Logan to sing.

"You're my only shorty, you're my only shorty

I'm telling you the truth, girl, it's only you

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only one and only

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

I'm telling you the truth, oh, girl, it's only you, whoa

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only, you're my only shorty

Am I your only shorty?"

Gabi grinned. "This is awesome."

James smirked brightly. "Tell me about it."

"Every day and night you got an open invitation, whoa

As long as I'm your one and only destination

Fly with me, I'll be your fantasy, oh, yeah"

"But Katie," James mock-protested, "you're already my fantasy!"

Kendall groaned as Jo frowned. "Since when?"

"You're in demand, but baby, baby, so am I

But if you're weak and try to sneak

I'll have to tell you bye, bye

I'm a put you on the spot

Am I your only girl or not?

What you say, boy? Woo."

"High demand," Carlos agreed, nodding. "That would be you and James."

"I know, RIGHT?" James exclaimed.

"You're my only shorty, you're my only shorty

Am I your only, yeah?

I'm telling you the truth, girl, it's only you

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only one and only

Am I your only?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

I'm telling you the truth, oh, girl, it's only you, whoa

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only, you're my only shorty

Am I your only shorty?

Please, baby, please, give me

All your attention, say it

Don't let my heart go seeking no other direction

I gotta be the only one for your affection, oh yeah

Oh yeah, baby girl, did I mention.

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, baby, come clean

I'm telling you the truth, oh, girl, it's only you, oh

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only, you're my only shorty

Am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

I'm telling you the truth, oh, girl, it's only you, oh

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only, you're my only shorty

Am I your only shorty?

Am I your only, am I your only?

Yeah, tell me, am I your only, yeah, shorty?

Yes you are, yes you are

Wanna hear you say, yeah

Am I your only shorty?"

"This song is freaking amazing!" James cheered. "It's going to be a huge hit! And it's about me!"

"Dude!" Carlos yelled. "We should totally see if we can get Gustavo to put it on the CD as a bonus track!"

Kendall nodded. "Yeah we should."

Jo frowned. "So what's the deal with you two?" she said to James and me.

Carlos waved his hand airily. "Oh, they're just sleeping together, that's all."

"W- what?" I asked, referring to the CD.

"Yeah, you could sing the song on our new album!" James said enthusiastically.

"I- I don't know."

"Awww, come on, why not?" Carlos pouted.

"Millions of people would hear it. What if they don't like me? There's already going to be a bunch of girls who'll hate me because I'm dating James."

"And what if they do like you?" Kendall countered. "Sure, there'll be the fangirls who'll hate your guts, but there'll be others who'll give you a chance once they see how happy you make James."

"A- and what about the fact that Logan would be singing it with me?" I added.

"What about that?" Kendall said calmly.

"Wouldn't it look kind of odd? I'm dating James and singing a song with Logan telling him to tell me I'm his only shorty. Not to mention it's about earlier specified boyfriend."

Logan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, why do I have to be James? Can't James be James? He can learn to rap."

"The song isn't James material," I told him.

"Just let him try it," Carlos suggested.

I nodded. "Okay. Logan, give him the lyrics."

Logan passed the lyrics to James and I turned to face him.

"Okay," James said, nodding at me.

"You're in demand but baby, baby, so am I

But if you're weak and try to sneak

I'll have to tell you bye, bye

I'm a put you on the spot

Am I your only girl or not?

What you say, boy? Woo."

James opened his mouth and began to sing. "You're my only shorty, you're my only shorty

Am I your only, yeah?

I'm telling you the truth, girl, it's only you

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only one and only

Am I your only?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

You're my only shorty, am I your only shorty?

I'm telling you the truth, oh, girl, it's only you, whoa

You're my only, you're my only, you're my only, you're my only shorty

Am I your only shorty?"

"That was pretty good," I told him.

He nodded and smiled. "But Logan's better, right?"

"It's not that he's better, it's just, this isn't your style."

James nodded and passed the lyric sheet back to Logan.

"You heard the lady, you're doing the duet with her."

"Are you okay with that?" I asked them both.

"I am," James agreed. "How about you Logan?"

Logan nodded resignedly. "This is just going to be weird because I know the song's about you."

"Katie," Kendall said. "You got to head out soon."

"Crap," I muttered.

"You didn't finish your oatmeal," Logan pointed out.

I shrugged. "I wasn't that hungry."

James' expression immediately turned to concern. "Are you okay? You're not nauseated are you?"

"I'm fine," I said, giving him a small smile and a kiss.

He nodded, but still looked slightly worried.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Nothing," he said quickly, but dropped the act when I raised my eyebrows. "I just don't want you to have another relapse. And...ummm...are you still worried about...you know...last night?"

"I'm not going to have another relapse," I assured him. "And yeah, I am."

"What happened last night?" Kendall demanded.

"Wow, I better get going," I said quickly and turned to James. "Walk me and Gabi to the car?"

"Definitely," he said quickly, and we all immediately began moving towards the front door as Kendall shouted after us,

"WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!"

"Sorry, Kendall!" I yelled. "I would love to stay and chat, but I'll be late to school!"

James, Gabi, Dustin and I ran out the front door.

We leapt into James' car and he immediately started the ignition.

"So," Gabi said with a smirk, "what happened last night?"

"If I tell you guys, promise me you will not tell Kendall," I demanded. "I mean it."

"Scout's honor," Dustin agreed at once.

"You were a boy scout?" I asked.

"Yeah...I don't like to talk about it."

"Why did I not know about that?" I asked myself. "Anyways, Gabi? Promise me on our friendship you will not say anything."

"I promise on our friendship!" she agreed. "Oh my God, what did you guys do? Did handcuffs come out? Did you chain James to the bed? Did you film yourselves? What did you guys do?"

James grinned. "I wish she had chained me to the bed."

"No, that hasn't happened yet," I told her. "We, uh, well...We kinda, sorta had unprotected sex."

Dustin cocked an eyebrow. "How do you 'kinda sorta' have unprotected sex?"

"It was an accident. My pills are at the apartment and the condoms are in his room. James wanted to have sex in my bed and we totally blanked."

Gabi cackled. "So James, do you have some sort of kink for girls' bedrooms?"

"Just mine," I grinned. "He likes to sneak in there and do dirty things to me when I'm sleeping."

"Jaaaames, I had no idea," Dustin said, grinning. "What sort of things are we talking about?"

"He did it when I was sixteen," I told them. "He was kissing my stomach. Apparently, I was begging him to fuck me while I was dreaming"

Gabi grinned. "Wow, and I thought whips were kinky."

I winked at her playfully before turning to James. "Maybe we should've taken two cars," I whispered in his ear.

"How's that?"

"Gabi, Dustin look away," I told them.

"Okaaaay..." Gabi agreed, and she and Dustin both glanced in opposite directions, before shielding their eyes with their hands.

I grinned and took his right hand, placing it between my legs.

James gasped as his fingers brushed under my skirt. "What are you doing?"

"Shh," I giggled. "You two don't mind taking a separate car, do you?" I said to Gabi and Dustin.

Gabi snickered. "Naughty, naughty," she teased, wagging her finger in my direction, before opening the car door. "Nope. We'll meet you there."

Dustin nodded and they both climbed out and headed to his car.

I grinned and rolled my hips against James' hand, gasping.

He moaned a bit. "Are you going to try to cum in the passenger's seat?" he asked as he pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the Palm Woods.

"Maybe...No one will see. Your windows are tinted."

He moved his fingers a bit, pressing into me harder. "You're already wet," he moaned.

"Mhm," I moaned, rolling my hips again.

"If this keeps up, you're going to be late for school," he informed me. He grabbed MY hand and placed it over his groin so I knew I wasn't the only one who was turned-on.

I bucked my hips and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.

He gasped. "Ohhhhh..."

I palmed him a couple times, still rolling my hips.

"Kaaaatieeeee..." he groaned.

"Yeah?" I panted.

"I know I should tell you to stop...But..."

"I probably should. It wouldn't be good for you to cum. You could get into an accident and there's nothing for you to cum into," I said through gasps, still pushing against his hand.

He groaned. "There is no way I'm going to be able to drive home like this. I'm going to have to ride with Dustin."

"Or," I gasped out, "you could come up to the apartment and have your way with me."

"You have to go to school," he reminded me, moaning quietly since I still hadn't moved my hand.

"It's the last day," I told him, moving my hand away and buttoning and zipping his jeans. "We're not doing anything special."

"Fuck it," he muttered. "Okay, you win, we'll go up to the apartment."

"Thank you," I gasped, rolling my hips harder against his hand. I tossed my head back and to the side. "Oh..." I moaned as James pushed his hand harder against me.

James smirked and moved his hand again.

"Oooh," I breathed, rolling my hips. "You're taking the long way aren't you?" I moaned,

"Are you kidding me? I'm trying to get there as fast as I can! But traffic's a nightmare."

I pushed harder against him. "Are you okay driving, or do you want me to take over?"

"We're almost there, I can hold out for a few more minutes."

"Okay," I breathed out.

After much moaning, we finally reached the Palm Woods.

James parked the car, and we leapt out.

"My apartment! Now!" I ordered. "Wait," I added, stopping him.

"What?" he whined. "Kaatieee..."

"How are we supposed to do this?" I asked. "Don't you think it would alert people of what was going on if we walk in together and you're sporting a huge boner?"

He groaned. "Maybe if I imagine Bitters in a bikini it'll go away."

I wrinkled my nose. "Gross."

"That's the point."

"What about Gustavo in a speedo?"

He shuddered. "Yeah, those two images combined worked pretty well."

"You good?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. "Just...don't do anything...if you know what I mean."

"What could I possibly do?"

"Let's get up to the apartment and I'll act it out for you."

"O-okay."

He smirked and took my hand, leading me towards the lobby. "I promise it'll be a very positive experience."

"I'm sure it will be," I muttered.

We walked inside heading towards the elevator.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Bitters asked.

"It's the last day," I shrugged. "They'll be talking about prom, graduation and plans. It's nothing important."

Bitters snorted. "Prom. Pft. I hate prom."

James gaped at him. "How can you hate prom?"

"I couldn't get a date. That's how."

"And I don't want to go," I added. "It'll be just another cheesy dance. Proms are stupid."

"Depends on the prom," he said.

"No," I said, shaking my head. "It really doesn't."

He grinned. "We'll see...Or, I guess we won't."

"We won't," I said firmly. I grabbed James' wallet out of his pocket and got a twenty. "Here," I said, handing it to Bitters. "If anyone asks, you never saw us."

He rubbed the money between his fingers. "I can do that," he said greasily.

"Good," I nodded firmly, pushing the button to the elevator and pulling James inside.

"It's nice to see he doesn't hold you sending him to the mental ward against you," James commented lightly.

"Yeah, cause it wasn't my fault," I grumbled. "You're not upset about the twenty?"

"No. Do you know how many times we've had to bribe Bitters to not rat us out to your mom?"

"I don't even want to know," I said as the elevator opened on our floor, well, our old floor.

James inhaled the air. "It's good to be back," he commented as we walked down the hall.

"Weirdo," I muttered.

"Whatever turns you on," he retorted with a wink.

I shook my head and pulled out my key card, unlocking the door and walking inside.

"So, anything here you need to pick up?" James asked as he plopped down on the couch lazily.

"Ummm...everything?"

"Do you want to get everything together now or wait until... after?" he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

"I honestly don't care, but Gabi and Dustin will probably be up here soon."

"Not if we blockade the door."

"That's rude," I told him.

"But it would be effective. But I guess you could just text Gabi or something."

"Yeah, I could. Her and Dustin can both help pack."

He face-palmed. "I meant, to tell them not to come up for a while."

"What are they supposed to do? I don't think they'll hear us."

"Katie, we're both pretty loud...I guess we could just stick them in Kendall's old room or something and tell them to get their freak on."

"We can't be loud here, too risky," I told him.

"So I have to go back to groaning?" he grumbled, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"And quietly."

"Fine. But I'm screaming like hell the next time we have sex in our house."

"Whatever you want," I grinned. I went into my room and grabbed my pill before heading to the kitchen, James following behind me. I grabbed a cup filling it with water before turning to face him. "Can I help you?" I asked and popped the pill into my mouth, swallowing it with the water.

He flashed me a smile. "Nope, I'm good. Is that the pill?"

"Yup."

"And that little pill is supposed to keep you from getting pregnant?"

"It's 99.9% effective."

"Meaning that there's a .1% chance that my 'swimmers', as you so eloquently put it, could still...?"

"Fertilize my egg? Yeah," I said quietly, remembering last night. I didn't take the pill then, but there was a chance, there was more of a chance.

He caught the look on my face. "Hey, you're not pregnant. I mean, I don't know that for sure, but I'm fairly sure."

"James, I started ovulating yesterday," I informed him, still talking quietly.

"Ummm...what does that mean?" he asked confusedly. "I failed that part of health class."

"It means," I sighed, "that I'm fertile right now."

"Okay, I understand that. So there's a good chance that you're pregnant?" he asked, his hazel eyes widening in alarm.

"Could be."

"Okaaaay..." he leaned against the counter, breathing deeply.

"Would the word shit come in handy right now?" I spat, remembering his reaction last night.

He stared at me. "No, it wouldn't."

I stared back for a second before heading to my room and closing the door behind me. I walked over to my bed and collapsed on top of it, my back facing the door.

The door opened.

"I didn't mean it like that," James said quietly. "I don't know how I meant it, but not the way you think."

I didn't answer him. I was trying to fight an internal battle. We've been dating for like two days and there's already a chance I could end up being pregnant with his kid. Maybe Kyle was right, maybe I am a slut.

There's a pair of scissors in my bedside drawer...

NO.

I promised I wouldn't do it again.

"Katie," James tried again, coming over to sit on my bed next to where I was lying. "We'll deal with whatever happens. I love you, I'm not going to just abandon you."

I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. "I'm a slut," I told him, my voice cracking with emotion.

"How're you a slut?" he demanded. "I dated sluts, I should know what they are by now. Trust me, you're not one."

"James," I cried, tears leaking from my eyes. "We've dated two days and there's already a chance I could be pregnant."

"What's your point?"

"That is my point!"

"Okay, so we slept together a few times, and we forgot protection one of those times. That makes us hot for each other and forgetful. It DOESN'T make you a slut."

"I feel stupid," I mumbled.

"So do I," he agreed. "I still can't believe I forgot a condom."

"It wasn't just you."

"You mean because you forgot to take the pill?"

"No, I forgot about the condom too. My pills are here. It's not like I could've taken one anyway."

"Yeah, but I'm the one who has to wear the condom, so it was my responsibility."

"Can we just agree to disagree?"

"I suppose."

I sighed. "I can't deal with all this stress I've been having lately. Maybe I should start taking something," I said, half jokingly. "You know, if I'm not pregnant."

He rolled his eyes. "Isn't my job supposed to be to help you deal with the stress?"

"Sex doesn't solve all problems."

He rolled his eyes again. "I didn't mean sex, although it definitely helps. I meant, you can tell me anything, and I'll always be here for you. Hell, if you want a shoulder massage, I give a damn good one."

"I was being serious. Think Kendall would kill me if I started taking mild drugs?"

"Yes! Yes he would! And I was being serious too!"

"Goodness...I was just asking."

"Let's not even joke about taking drugs, okay?"

"I told you, I wasn't joking," I said, looking into his eyes.

"I know, that's what bothers me. Can't we just be what you need, and not...I don't know...pot or E or something?"

"Never know till you try, right?"

"Why would you even WANT to know?" he demanded.

I stared at him in shock. What the hell was his problem. "I- don't- Why are you so touchy all of a sudden?"

"I don't want to hear anything about you taking drugs, especially when you might be pregnant with our kid."

"I would never do that if I was pregnant, James. I don't even know if I would ever do it, I just hate being stressed."

He didn't say anything - he just raked his fingers through his hair.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked, worried and curious.

"Nothing. I just don't like the idea of you doing that to yourself."

"That's not the only thing bothering you," I said, making him look me in the eyes.

"I'm fine. There's nothing else that's bothering me."

"You're lying to me." I could see it in his eyes. "Why?"

"Does it really matter?" he retorted.

"Yes! I mean, you're nervous, you're lying to me, you were really testy when it came to dru-" I stopped and my eyes widened. "James..."

He looked up in alarm. "What?"

"You're- You're- t - taking..." I couldn't even bring myself to say it.

He stood up. "You should probably text Dustin and Gabi now."

"Oh my gosh..." I breathed. "That's what those pills in your shower were, weren't they?"

He sighed. "I know it looks bad...Okay, it is bad..."

"BAD?!" I yelled in outrage. "I- just- I- just- oh my gosh...Go." I said.

He crossed his arms. "What?" he shot back. "You're not going to ask me to get you something from my supplier?"

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