It’ll Never Happen

Before we start, I want to give a huge thanks to azure_skies for editing this chapter. Y'all said you wanted an editor, so here you go, I hope you enjoy the story.

*all characters engaged in sexual activity are over 18*

I thank y'all for your continued interest in my stories. I'm a soldier not a writer, so please excuse any plot holes.

Ch. 3

"That bitch!" yelled Ally, pacing back and forth, wearing a path on the carpet in her room.

Ashley and Katie sat on the bed, dumbfounded. She never got this mad at anything. She would never call anyone a 'bitch'. What had gotten into her? Ashley had called the two over to her house, claiming an emergency, but refusing to specify as to what it was. The two knew their friend, so they didn't push. She'd just blurt it all out when she was good and ready.

"I can't believe it. I honestly can't believe that BITCH had the nerve to do that." She vented, still pacing back and forth.

It was almost as if you could hear the gears turning in her head, the smoke coming out of her ears. Her face was flushed, it usually was anyhow, but this was a deep shade of red. She was truly fuming.

"That bitch... where does she get off? Calling James up at three am, claiming she's got an emergency. James being James doesn't even question it and fires up his truck. That fucking BITCH!"

"Calls him at three am, he rushes right over to help get her car up her driveway. UP HER DRIVEWAY! What kind of dumbass can get a car stuck going up a driveway. Well, James gets there, and she said she was inside where it was warm, so he walks up to the door and she pulls him inside. FUCKING GRABS HIM BY THE SHIRT AND PULLS HIM INSIDE! The best part? SHE WAS NAKED!" Ally was nearly going insane at this point. She was livid.

Pacing a few more times in order to catch her breath and calm down a little, she looked over to her friends on the bed and saw the shocked looks on each of their faces. They looked just as pissed as she did.

"Did he do anything?" Katie asked sheepishly.

"No," she says, walking over to the corner of the room, unceremoniously flopping down on the massive camouflage bean bag James had gotten her for her birthday a few years back.

"I can't even be mad at the dork," she begins, much calmer than she was just a few moments ago, "as soon as he noticed she was naked, he pushed her away, turned back, got in his truck, and called me. He wanted to be the first to tell me."

"Ok, so I know what happened. But you never mentioned who did it. Who do we have to go beat?" Ashley asked with a laugh and a grin, showing that she was joking, but also completely serious.

"Alicia Somers." Ally replied.

As soon as that name was spoken, Ashley and Katie both let out a collective groan and a chorus of 'that bitch' and 'she's always had a thing for James.'

"Guys, I was freaking out when he was telling me. He didn't lead with the fact that nothing happened. He just told it front to back, and I was worried he'd actually done something."

"You believe him when he says he didn't?" asked Ashley.

"Why wouldn't I? He's been helplessly in love with me for years, he's never lied to me; I can't imagine him doing ANYTHING to jeopardize us."

"That's a good point. Never thought of it that way. I mean, I never doubted him, I was just checking to make sure you didn't either."

"Ok, so now, how are we going to get back at her?" chimed Katie with a devilish look on her face.

**

Back across town the guys were all in James barn, having a few beers and just shooting the shit like they usually did. Yes, they were an inseparable group, but they sometimes broke down into their sub groups. Guys and girls.

James has just got done telling the story of what happened with Alicia the night before, and it seemed like all the guys were as pissed as he was, Donny even being as close to pissed as Ally was. Donny had been their number one fan before they even had a fan club. He always wanted to see them together, and he knew damn well he'd do anything to keep them together.

Damn straight.

Once the group had settled down a little, and were back to just chilling on the couch and chairs, Tyler got a serious look on his face and leaned in, facing the rest of the guys. Everyone else, know what that meant, all shut up and leaned in too. Whenever one of them had something heavy to talk about, they'd do the lean, and everyone else knew it was about to get real.

"Do y'all think I have a chance with Katie?" asked a very nervous Tyler.

"Katie as in our Katie?" said Donny, looking around the room to make sure he wasn't the only one stupid to think of that question.

"Yep."

"100 percent." quipped James.

"Think so?"

"Dude she talks about you nonstop," added Bobby.

"Really?" asked Tyler, the relief evident in his voice.

"Most times she won't shut the fuck up is what I hear from Marybeth," shot Donny with a laugh.

"So send it?" Tyler asked, again, the nervousness showing.

"Fuckin send ittttt," the boys all yelled in unison.

**

James and Ally were sitting in the middle of their 'College English II' course during 6th hour. James kept looking at the watch on his wrist, hoping, praying that the sound of a bell with cut through silence of 'work time'. Mr. Johnson, their teacher, was out sick again today, so he had just left mountains of worksheets and packets for his students to do in his absence. It was killing James. He hated the monotony of worksheets. They weren't practical.

Sensing his frustration, Ally reached over and laid a gentle had on his forearm. It wasn't much but it was enough to settle James down almost instantly. It was Friday, and he always got antsy on Fridays, waiting for the bell so he could rush home and dive into whatever tasks awaited him, and eventually, the Friday night throw down.

Ally was just as excited as he was. She loved getting out of school on a Friday, most like everyone else. She just knew she had to be the voice of reason for her boyfriend, because he sometimes got a little pent up.

She had elected not to drive to school today due to the mass amounts of snow they had gotten the night prior, and instead had James pick her up. She knew he didn't mind, hell, he wanted to. Every moment he got to spend with her was a blessing to him.

For early February, Michigan was taking a pounding on the snow scales. Seemed like every night they got at least two or three new inches, on top of the at least foot and a half that didn't seem to be going away anytime soon. It was too cold to do much outside, as soon as you stepped out the wind bit at any and all exposed skin, threatening to give you frost bite in just a few moments.

After the bell had rung, James and Ally rushed their way to his truck in the back of the lot. It was absolutely freezing. The thermometer in the school reading -18 before wind chill. Not wanting to be out in the bitter cold and longer than they had to, they ran as fast and the snowy and icy parking lot would let them. Reveling at every crunch of snow, since every crunch meant they were one step closer to the salvation of his truck.

After helping Ally into the cab of his truck, he walked around to his side, and climbed on in. After getting situated he turned the key, let the glow plugs cycle, and went to hit the starter button he had to wire in when his ignition gave out. Nothing.

"Fuck!"

He tried it again. This time it slightly cranked over then died out again.

"Well fuck," James said, obviously a little ticked off. "I know exactly what that is..."

Without explaining to Ally what was wrong, he jumped out, pulled his jersey gloves on, and climbed up into the bed of the truck to grab his tools and a spare part he just happened to have laying in the milk crate that served as a parts box.

It was his starter. That he knew. It had been going bad for a while, but James was too lazy to just fix it. So what did he do? The right thing and just carried a spare in the truck for when it finally did go out. Lucky for him he had it. Unluckily though, it was bitter cold out.

After about 10 minutes of cursing and fighting, he got the damn thing changed. James took his wrench and smacked the new starter once for good measure. 'Damn straight' he thought.

After climbing back into the cab of the truck and making a point to put his freezing cold hands on Ally's face, just to annoy her, he cranked the old girl to life. It struggled a little bit, taking multiple cycles from the glow plugs and about 10 minutes of cranking due to the extreme cold, but it started nonetheless.

As they drove towards Ally's house, she was lost in the radio. She could sing. Damn she could sing. She thought she couldn't, but that didn't stop her from belting out all the old country songs that came through his speakers. Right about then she was singing her heart out to Reba's 'That's The Night That The Lights Went Out In Georgia,' one of her all-time favorites.

James was, as always, enthralled with her singing. When one of her songs would come on the radio, he would slowly hit the button on his steering wheel one click at a time to turn it down little by little so she wouldn't notice, just so he could hear more of her. He couldn't help but think she was perfect. Perfect in every way.

"Why won't you sing in front of people?" he asked as the song was ending.

"We've been over this," she began. "I can't sing. Not worth a damn. I don't know how or why you think I can, but I can't. Simple as that."

"Baby, why would I tell you that you could if it wasn't true?"

"I don't know," she responded as they pulled into her driveway.

"All I'm saying is that you have an amazing voice, the world should hear it."

As he said it, he pulled the kill lever and the parking break, and was working on unbuckling his seatbelt to go around and open Ally's door for her. She learned long ago to just wait for him since he'd fuss if she did it. Before he could reach the handle to open his door, Ally pulled him to her and smothered him with a deep, sensual, loving kiss.

"Thank you," she said, breaking the kiss.

"Thank you for what?"

"Believing in me. It means more than you could ever imagine. I don't know what I would do without you."

This time it was James who pulled her into a deep kiss. Just as he was about to break the embrace, he heard something crash into his windshield causing both of them to jump. Looking in the direction the thump came from James saw Ally's little sister standing in the driveway having just gotten off the bus. He caught her red handed and when she noticed James glare, she dropped the second snowball she was making and ran towards the house, giggling the whole way.

Wasting no time, James three open his door and gave chase to the laughing and screaming little girl, catching her just paces before climbing the steps onto the front porch. He lifted her over his head and she squealed and fought to get away from him.

"Throwin' snowballs at my truck eh?" he asked in mock anger.

"Nope," she said defiantly, shaking her head at him, her smile giving her away.

"Oh really? Then why'd I find you with a snowball in your hands after one hit my truck? You've got some explaining to do missy!" he said, doing everything he could to not laugh.

Meanwhile Ally was doing her best to keep upright from all the laughter. She knew that her little sister had James wrapped around her fingers just as much as she did. He'd do anything to see her smile. Sophie, usually being shy around everyone, warmed up to James right from the start. She was only about 1 when James started hanging around, so she didn't even really remember a time without him. He was just 'Jams' to her since she couldn't say his name when she was little.

"Make me snack Jams?" She asked, still struggling as he held her up.

"Of course Peanut. What do ya want?"

"Hmmmm," she mumbled, tapping her chin to make it look like she was thinking, "cimmon toast!" She finally said.

"It's cinnamon, and you always pick that," he said with a laugh.

"I know. But you make it so good. My tummy likes it," she replied, giving him her signature puppy dog eyes, knowing full well he couldn't say no to her.

"Cinnamon toast it is Peanut!" he stated, making a big show of spinning her around before he put her back down.

"Baby do you want some too?" James asked, turning towards his girlfriend.

"Hey! I'm not a baby, I'm 5!" Sophie stated proudly, holding up 4 fingers.

"Honey that's 4," he said, putting up her thumb to make it 5, "that's five, and I was talking to your big sissy," he finished with a chuckle.

"Your cinnamon toast? Absolutely I want some!" Ally cried, rather excitedly.

"Y'all act like it's some big thing, but it's really just toast my grandma used to make me as a kid, it's just butter, cinnamon, and sugar."

"But it's soooooo good!" the sisters said in unison.

"Fineeeeee," James said, drawing it out as he threw up his hands in mock defeat. "I'll make you lovely ladies some toast.

As he turned to walk into the house, he felt something poking at his leg. Turning to see what it was he saw Sophie standing there with her arms extended silently asking him to pick her up. Well, telling him to pick her up was more like it.

Scooping up the little girl and giving her a kiss on the cheek, they all headed into the house for some world famous cinnamon toast.

While James was moving around the kitchen grabbing all of the four things he needed, Ally was watching him with a little smile on her face. She really had found the perfect man. Too bad he'd been right in front of her for so long.

**

After the toast was all devoured and glasses of milk emptied, Ally set about cleaning up the paper towels they had used as plates and the dirty cups. Jumping from her chair at the counter, Sophie made a mad dash for her room.

James, being quicker, scooped her up, much to her protest, and set her on the counter to clean her up. Even though it was just simple toast, Sophie still had somehow figured out how to make a mess of herself.

Once she was all cleaned up, James gave her another quick kiss on her little forehead and set her on the ground. It seemed she was already trying to run before she hit the ground because when her feet hit, she took off like a bullet from a gun, laughing the whole way.

Watching her run away towards her room, Ally walked up next to James and snaked her arms around his waist and leaned up to give him a quick but passionate kiss. She just couldn't get enough of him lately.

Turning to completely face him, she pushed him back into the counter, put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him down for another passionate kiss, this one lingering longer than the first. When his tongue brushed her lips she couldn't help but let out a slow moan.

Pulling her deeper and deeper into the kiss James could slowly feel himself starting to lose control. He wanted her. He wanted her bad. He always had. James let his hands slowly drift from the small of her back below her hips. Not getting any objection he let his hands slide down to her ass and gave it a little squeeze. God she had such a nice ass. Definitely the best one he'd ever seen. Porn or no porn.

When he squeezed her butt Ally pressed herself further into him, again moaning into his mouth. Their tongues dueled and their hands roamed. Just as the kiss was about to heat up even more, they heard a noise down the hall. James was able to remove his hands from her butt but they didn't have time to break the kiss before they heard Sophie.

"James and Ally sittin' in a tree. K. I. S. S. I. N. G." She sang happily, walking to the stairs to go to the basement to see her dad.

Luckily she was too young to tell how worked up they both were. If it had been anyone else, they would have been busted red handed. Thank god it hadn't been her dad coming up from his man cave in the basement.

'Shit. Dad's home. We don't have to watch Sophie' she thought excitedly. Before James could make a comment about the look of realization on her face, she kissed him once more.

"We need to go," she panted. "Somewhere quiet. Now." She added, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the door.

"Ally... Don't you think," he began before being cut off.

"It wasn't a question James," she said sternly before adding, "I want to be alone with you. Right now. Let's go," she said, once again grabbing his hand and leading him towards the door.

Once they go to his truck, he opened the door and helped her inside before going around to his side and climbing in. After starting the truck, he was about to push the clutch and put it in gear but Ally grabbed him and pulled him in to another heart stopping kiss.

Once she broke the embrace, she sat back and told him to step on it. He knew nobody would be at his house, so he aimed his truck at the other side of town and didn't slow down until he was in his drive. Even then he barely slowed. Was this really happening?

Before he even had the truck shut off she was jumping out and racing towards the house. James pulled the kill cord and chased after her. Once he stepped inside and closed the door, he was attacked.

She pushed him back to the door and devoured him. One kiss after another. One tongue battle after another. After a few minutes he pulled his hands from her ass, grabbed her waist and switched positions, pinned her to the door. Her grand gripped his hair as she let out yet another moan.

A few minutes went by and she pushed him off of her.

"Boots off. Now."

He did as he was told. Once James had his boots off she all but dragged him down the stairs to his room. He shut the door and turned back to her. Ally was looking at him with a sexy little smirk plastered on her face. God she was so beautiful.

Grabbing her by the waist he pushed her back onto the bed. With a cute little giggle she propped herself up on her arms and stared at him longingly. Not wanting to waste another second, he all but pounced on her.

They felt each other up and kissed for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only a few minutes. Eventually she couldn't take it anymore and rolled them over so she was on top. Resuming their kiss he let his hands wander down to the glorious globes of her ass.

As she ground her hips into him she could feel him slowly start to grow hard beneath her. God she wanted his cock. Slowly grinding into him more and more he continued to stiffen until it was aggressively pushing against his pants and her jean clad pussy. He could barely stifle the groan that her movements caused.

Ally slowly started to kiss her way down to his chin and back his jawline, eventually working her way to his neck. Being careful not to leave any marks she kissed and nibbled down his neck until she reached the collar of his T-shirt. Sitting up on his lap, she tugged at the bottom of the shirt.

"I think this needs to be off." She said, her voice quivering.

She had never been this far before. She'd only kissed one other guy before James and that was back in tenth grade. Doing her best to shake out the nervousness, she sat back and hungrily watched James strip out of his shirt. Ally's mouth began to water when she saw his muscular chest and stomach come into view. He didn't have a six pack, but he definitely had hard abs from all the work on the farm.

Running her hands over his chest and stomach, she resumed her task of kissing her way down his body. She flicked one of his nipples with her tongue and James tensed up and let out a groan. As she got closer and closer to his belt, his breath began to catch in his throat.

Kissing her way down even further, she felt his hand go to the back of her head and begin to caress her hair. She smiled to herself. Fumbling with his belt buckle, she looked up at him and saw the look of pure love and hunger in his eyes. Ally felt her panties start to get wet. Wetter than they already were.