The Boy Next Door

Chapter 11

Sam's POV

I'm drinking, laughing, dancing, just having a good time when CeCe storms downstairs screaming profanities up at Blake. He comes downstairs rubbing the back of his neck wearily. He just rolls his eyes and I can't help but smile. I feel Luke nudge me. I turn to him. He wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Stop. I don't like him." "I didn't ask if you did." He says with a smirk. I flip him off and walk to grab my third beer of that night.

I'm walking around talking to people and drinking beers when CeCe storms downstairs. "BLAKE YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE!" Everyone turns to her and just stare.

Blake slowly walks downstairs, over to CeCe who was being comforted by her friends. "First you break up with me, then you are a complete asshole when I ask why you broke up with me."

I storm over and say, "he didn't break up with you, you broke up with him! Your just making a big deal out of nothing!" "Oh yeah? Then why do I have the breakup text FROM HIM." She shows me her phone.

Were through. I like another girl now.

"Let me see the contact so I know it's real." She shows me the contact and I check it with my phone. It was correct. I turn to Blake.

"You just lost all the trust I had for you." He runs his hands through his messy hair. "Sam." "Save it Blake." I walk off and sit on the couch. "Fine. You know what CeCe? I'll get back together with you. But I get this party to do whatever the fuck I want." "Fine!" He walks toward me. He sits down next to me and looks at me. "Sam. Please." "Go away." I turn away from him. His hands wrap around my waist and he turns me around.

I look into his eyes and I have a hard time pulling away. Finally, once I do, he says, "I did it so you would be a little happier after your break up." He whispers. "Whatever." "Sam. I'm sorry." "Sorry's not gonna cut it! Blake! I've been lied to so much! I'm just tired of people lying to me! You wouldn't understand anyway! Your the one who's usually lying!" I shriek at him.

"Then what the hell do you want me to tell you? That I'm not in love with CeCe, but that I'm in love with you?" He yells back. Everyone looks at us and I sit there, stunned. He gets up and storms to the kitchen and I sit there, processing what he just said to me.

I feel my face go red once I realize what he said. I storm into the kitchen after him. "You can't just do that!" I scream at him. He grabs my hand and pulls me outside.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know what to say! I felt like if I told you that right after you told your boyfriend that you cheated on him with me and then he broke up with you for that you would hate me! Which now I figure you do anyway." He yells at me. I sit down at the curb and put my face into my hands. "Sam." He says more calmly, sitting down next to me. "I'm sorry for all the yelling. You just can be so difficult sometimes but that's something I like about you!" I peek at him through my hands, a small smile on his face. I smile a little and he saw. "I saw that! You can't stay mad at me!" "Oh yea I can. I'm still plotting revenge for this hair." I say holding a strand of the hair. He laughs. "I'll be on the lookout then." I lay my head on his shoulder. "What are we gonna do about CeCe?" I whisper. "I'll handle her." He rubs my back. I take a deep breath. "Let's go back to the party, you just walked out of your own party, not very good dude!"

We walk back in and I go grab my fourth beer of the night. I have a pretty high alcohol tolerance, I get it from my dad I think... But I was feeling it's effects a bit. After a few more hours, it's 1 in the morning. Blake's not too drunk which surprises me. I'm a bit tipsy. He comes over. "Shots? War against me?" I grin and follow him over to a table. I sit down across from Blake. People walk over and 8 shots are set up in from of both of us.