California Love.

"Sammy who?"

Alyson's POV

"I'm never drinking that much again, holy shit." Jack whined, rubbing his temples.

"Agreed." I groaned as Nash handed me a glass of water. Me and Jack had just woken up after spending the night in one of Nash and Cameron's many guest rooms. I had a huge hangover and mostly everything from last night was hard to remember.

"God, it feels like I have a hangover." Cameron moaned from the other side of the table we were sitting at.

"You do have one, bro." Nash chuckled. He was the only one who remember anything from last night considering he had 2 drinks maximum. "Everyone from last night does except me and maybe Shawn."

"That doesn't count, Shawn's innocent." I laughed, earning a sort of giggle from Gilinsky.

"And apparently you're not." Nash smirked.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't remember? You and Sammy practically had sex last night during 7 minutes in heaven." he grinned creepily.

"Sammy who?" I asked, completely confused.

"Wilkinson. Maybe you've heard of me as "Daddy" though." someone came down the stairs in grey sweatpants and nothing else on.

"You're Sammy?" I asked as Jack scoffed next to me.

"In the flesh." he smirked, coming down and standing in front of me with his hands in his pockets.

"Well shit, this is awkward." Cameron laughed.

"Only awkward if we make it awkward. Let's go upstairs and leave the lovebirds alone for a bit." Nash smirked, walking away and patting Sammy on the back. Cameron followed him but Jack stayed behind.

"Are you gonna be okay by yourself?" he whispered in my ear. I nodded and sent him a reassuring smile, sending him off upstairs.

"You remember last night?" I asked Sammy, eyeing him as he took a seat next to me.

"It's hard not to remember, you must've been wasted." he laughed.

"Yeah, i'll be throwing up any second now." I rolled my eyes, which only hurt my heard more.

"Why don't we go out today? Get some fresh air and chill before schools starts tomorrow?," he suggested and my eyes widened.

"Schools starts tomorrow?" I exclaimed, checking my phone to see the date.

September 2, 2016

"Did you not know that?" he looked at me as I scrolled through my phone texting my mom letting her know I was okay before continuing my conversation.

"I did, I just didn't know it came that fast, that's all." I shrugged, "But yeah, let's go out today. I just have to stop by my house and freshen up." I smiled.

"Hang on, let me change really quickly." he ran upstairs and withing minutes came back down fully dressed.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Absolutely."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?" he grinned, grabbing my hand and leading me to the elevator. We got to the lobby and he led me to his car.

When we got to my house, I brought Sammy up into my room without anyone noticing.

"Turn around, i'm changing." I demanded.

"I have a better idea, I change you." he smirked.

"Okay, deal." I joked, but kept my tone serious.

"Really?"

"Yup."

"I didn't expect to get that far.." he scratched the back of his neck.

"Good, cause I was joking." I smirked, walking up to him and spinning him away from me. All he did was spin himself back around and crash his lips onto mine. The feeling was really familiar as images from last night came into vision. I was pressed up against the wall, then I was moved to the bed as me and Sammy continued to make out. It was an amazing feeling that I never wanted to end. Last time I felt like this was a few months ago when I was dating someone back home. The worst mistake I ever made was cheating on him and I regret it everyday. He won't speak to me now.

"You good?" Sammy asked through our little kisses. I nodded my head, stringing my fingers through his silky soft, medium length hair. He lifted my shirt over my head and broke the kiss only to take it off. Instead of going straight for his shirt, I started with his pants. I quickly unbuckled his belt, throwing it to the side, then unbuttoned his pants, sliding them off. He kicked them away, them took his shirt off before starting with my shorts. As soon as we were only in our undergarments, Sammy stopped and reached for his pants. He slid them back on and put on his belt, then started going through my drawers.

"What are you doing?" I asked, completely confused.

"Dressing you." he pulled out a white shirt with a Blink182 logo on it and some black, shredded shorts. He placed them on me, then grabbed my vans and handed them to me.

"You're crazy." I laughed, sliding the vans on.

"Come, sit on this chair." he motioned to my swivel chair as I sat in it. "Wheres your straightener?" he asked.

"Are you seriously going to straighten my hair?" I giggled, partially making fun of him. How did he even know how to do that? I opened my desk drawer and handed him my straightener.

"Of course." he plugged it in and waited for it to heat up. While it did, he grabbed my hair brush and started brushing through my hair. "Your hair is beautiful." he smiled. I couldn't help but blush as he kissed my cheek.

"Wait a minute, so all of that kissing back there was just to trick me?" I asked.

"Half to trick you, half for pleasure. I like how you take my clothes off. You clearly have experience." he chuckled.

"I could say the same to you, Wilkinson."

"The names Daddy, not Wilkinson." he spoke.

"You either get Sammy or Wilkinson, because there is no way in hell I would ever call a boy, with the exception of my father, daddy." I rolled my eyes, thinking of how some girls could ever call their boyfriends or fwb's "Daddy."

"Damn, but Daddy's so hot." he started with the straightener.

"Well unless you want me to picture my dad every time I look at you.."

"Never mind."

"Thought so."