Chapter Warning: Heavy innuendos, mentions of drug use, and language. Disclaimer: We sadly don't own BTR. If we did Katie would be old enough to date and James and well, they'd be together. :) Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, alerted, and favorited.


James's POV (Cont.)

"C-come again?" Kendall stuttered.

"She has lung cancer," Katie continued, her voice growing heavy. "Mom's flying back out to Minnesota to be with her, but Grandma doesn't want us kids to see her in such a bad way. So Mom needs me to stay with someone. So...Kendall, can I stay with you? I promise I'll only sleep in James's bed on the weekends," she added sassily.

"I could get into that," I said.

"Please?" she begged.

Logan immediately began shaking his head and making slashing movements at his throat. If he hadn't thought it was a good idea for Katie to be in a completely different part of the house than where the drugs were stashed, there was no way he would welcome the idea of Katie living with us.

"I'm sorry Katie-Pie," Kendall said apologetically. "But...this house...so much goes on in it...it's not really appropriate for you."

"Excuse me? I stayed the week there like 2 weeks ago!" she shouted.

"Oh...uh...yeah...Well, two weeks ago you weren't practically having phone sex with James!"

Ohhh. So Kendall was using that one.

"I'm a teenage girl!" Katie cried defensively. "What do you expect?"

"There is no way you're living under the same roof as James when you two were practically ready to jump each other ten minutes ago. And Logan agrees with me."

"Who cares what he thinks?" she asked angrily.

"Hey!" Logan yelled.

"And yet it was okay for you and Jo when you lived at the PalmWoods." she said. "Ugh! Sometimes you're such an ass!"

"I'm your big brother! What do you expect? Anyway, you and James would be in much closer quarters! You two could very easily get to each other's bedrooms! And after the last half hour of listening to you two..." he shuddered. "There's no way I'm spending two months putting up with that. I'm sorry, Katie, but you can't live here! End of discussion." And he hit the call-end button.

"Wow," Carlos commented. "That was dramatic. Ooh. My phone is ringing. Hello?" he answered."It's Katie; she said she has something to tell you." he said as he put it on speakerphone.

"I hope you know you all have really pissed me the fuck off." she said.

"Yeah, we know," I mumbled.

"Kendall, James and Logan, you are all on my shit list. What is so different from when you guys were here or when I was there two weeks ago?" she asked.

"You'd be surprised," Logan muttered.

"You and James want to have sex with each other!" Kendall informed her.

"Oh puh-leeze, there's been tons of sexual tension between us for ages, it just finally surfaced today," she replied. "And that's not a reason." she added.

"In the Big Brother's Book of Protecting Baby Sisters from Best Friends, yes it is."

"That book isn't real." she said.

"So? That doesn't mean it isn't a perfectly legitimate reason."

"Yes it does!"

"No it doesn't! Anyway, this is our house, not yours! And I say you can't move in!"

"Besides even if I didn't live there James and I could still have sex. Why are you being such a dick?"

"Don't remind me," Kendall groaned. "Because I'm your big brother, why else?"

"Oooh Katie said the D word." Carlos chimed.

"That was hot," I added.

"SHUT UP!" Kendall roared.

"Yeah, that's a great reason to act like one." she replied sarcastically. "Dick Dick Dick!"

"Ooooh." Carlos said again.

"AAAGH MY EARS!" Kendall screeched, covering his ears with his hands.

"I don't care what you guys say, I'm coming over! And I'm bringing birth control!" she added.

"Was that a threat towards Kendall or a come-on towards James?" Logan asked in confusion. "Because it could have been both."

"How did she even GET birth control?" Kendall muttered. "This is...I can't take this...my headache...and now this...and this..."

"What's this and this?" Carlos wanted to know.

"This thing with James and Katie and the thing with Grandma and Mom. Oh, and Katie wanting to move in."

"I got the birth control from my doctor stupid. I don't like condoms, they're gross!" she said in response to Kendall's question.

"A doctor gave you birth control?" Kendall asked skeptically. "What kind of doctor are we talking about here?"

"A gynecologist, duh," she answered.

"Which is?"

"A woman's doctor."

"You're 17!"

"Soon to be 18! And Mom thought I should see her doctor incase something like, say, this happens."

"By this you mean me, right?" I said.

"I'm not even going to dignify that with a response," she answered.

"Wait...how do you know you don't like condoms?" Kendall demanded. "You've never used one before!"

"Says you."

"Says...KATHERINE CLAIRE KNIGHT! YOU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE THIS INSTANT! WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A SERIOUS TALK ABOUT YOU AND SEX AND JAMES AND - AND - JUST GET OVER HERE!"

"NO!" Logan shouted again.

Katie cackled. "Too late, Logie, I'm heading out the door now. Buh-bye. Oh, and James?"

"Yeah?"

"I look really hot."

"Don't get him started again," Logan groaned.

"Too late." Carlos pointed out.

"I am ignoring all of you, and I'm going to go take a shower and get dressed," I informed them all haughtily.

"You do that," Kendall replied.

"Make sure it's a cold one." Logan said.

"Why? I'll be there in 15 minutes." Katie said saucily.

"The shower I'm going to take is going to be very, very hot," I assured them all smoothly. "And Katie, if you get here soon enough, you can join me."

"WHOO! SHOWER SEX!" Carlos cheered.

Logan smacked him around the head. "Shut up, dimwit!"

"Hey Logan, if you keep hitting Carlos, he's going to lose what little brain he has left," Kendall told him.

"Ahhh, Carlos, don't listen to my big brother. He's just a hypocrite," Katie gushed to him. "I would love to take a shower with you James." she added.

I licked my lips. "Hurry here."

"I'm heading towards the parking lot now."

"WHOO!" Carlos shouted again.

"Are Kendall and I the only sane ones around here?" Logan demanded.

"If by sane you mean boring, then yes," Katie informed him.

"Just get in the car," Kendall snapped at her. "And no talking while you're driving - it's the law, remember?"

"I'm pretty sure having sex with a minor is also illegal," Logan told him dryly, "but that's not stopping James."

"Following rules is for suckers." Katie said.

"I couldn't agree more," I said to her.

"My kind of guy," she purred.

"I love this!" Carlos said. "Hurry here Kit-Kat, I miss you."

"I miss you too, Carlitos!" she chimed. "Save me some fruit smackers?"

"Always."

"KK. I'll see you guys in like 12 minutes."

"See you then! James and I can't wait to see you!" Carlos said enthusiastically, before glancing over at me and smirking. "Actually, he REALLY can't wait to see you."

Katie snickered. "I'm good."

She has no idea. I shook my head and headed towards my bathroom with a grin.


Kendall's POV

I paced back and forth, back and forth in the front room of the house. Had everyone in this entire city gone crazy? First we all start getting high off of some unknown drug that Griffin scored for us, to keep us "in the zone", then we started keeping it around the house...Katie and James decided it would be fantastic to screw in the secluded pool, turns out my little sister is a lot more sexually-aware than should be legal, my grandma's sick with lung cancer, and now Katie wants to move in - oh, and sleep in James's bed on the weekends. Hell to the no people!

"You guys should get dressed." Logan said to me and Carlos. "She'll be here soon, and the house is already a mess - she'll get even more suspicious. Oh, and don't forget to hide the drugs!"

"Where do we put them?" Carlos asked.

Logan face-palmed. "I don't know! Anywhere where you think she won't look! Put them in your underwear drawer! But not in James's...she might actually look there."

You're not helping my nausea," I informed him.

"I wasn't trying to," he retorted coolly.

"You will be when I barf all over you."

"Gross, dude."

"Oh, she's gonna be here in 9 minutes. What do we do?" Logan asked.

"And to think, you're normally so calm." said Carlos.

"Well, what do you expect when our ONE BIG-TIME SECRET is going to crumble apart at our feet?"

"You need to mellow out. Do some yoga, it really helps," Carlos suggested.

"YOU'RE NOT MELLOW!"

"I never said I did yoga." Logan face-palmed again.

"Not the issue here!" I yelled. "Get that shit hidden NOW!"

"I shouldn't put them in the medicine cabinet right?" Carlos asked.

"NO!" Logan and I shouted together.

"Okay, okay. Sheesh. No reason to get all uptight. I was just checking."

"I wish James was down here helping." Carlos pouted.

"She's gonna be here in 7 minutes and you're still wearing a toga." Logan pointed out to him.

"Ohhhh...good point...See ya guys later!" he called, and turned on his heel and fled the scene.

Logan and I stared at each other for a long moment, before shaking our heads and heading up to our rooms as well. Time to face the day. I really hope they hide those good. The last thing I need is for my baby sister to find them.I mean, she might want to be slammed up against a wall by James, and then have sex with him in the secluded pool, but there is NO WAY I am exposing her to this sort of thing. And you can quote me on that.

"I still can't believe those two." I mumbled to myself.

What are they thinking anyway? Oh yeah, they're not! If they were, Katie wouldn't be on her way over here, no doubt wearing some revealing outfit that's going to get James's blood pumping in all the wrong places. This is just messed up. Why? WHY?

"When did they go from siblings to this?" I asked myself as I grabbed my Vans shirt from my closet. "How do you even get to that point with someone who's practically like your brother or sister? How does that even happen?"

"She's gonna be here in 3 minutes! Where do I hide this?" I heard Carlos yelling.

"I DON'T KNOW!" Logan yelled back. "BE CREATIVE! USE THAT BRAIN OF YOURS!"

"EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, YOU'RE THE CERTIFIED GENIUS!"

Looks like I'm going to have to step in. I took a deep breath, and still holding my Vans shirt, I ripped my door open and marched up the stairs to Carlos' room, where they were having their annual shouting match. It just wouldn't feel right without it.

"What the hell is the problem?" I growled.

"I don't know where to put this!" Carlos cried, waving around a bag of white pills.

"Just stuff it deep into your underwear drawer, maybe wrap some boxers around it to disguise it," I suggested.

"Okay, thanks Kenny!" Carlos chirped. "Oooh. I got a better idea." he said before he took off.

"WHAT THE HELL DUDE!" I heard James shout.

A second later Carlos was back with us. "Problem solved."

"Umm...no it's not. Now it's James' problem." Logan told him.

"Exactly, MY problem is solved."

A few seconds later, James came storming down the stairs and joined us in front of Carlos' room, with only a white towel wrapped around his waist, and his sopping hair all over his face.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" he roared. "THOSE PILLS WON'T GO DOWN THE SHOWER DRAIN, THEY'RE TOO BIG!"

"I'M SORRY! I PANICKED!" Carlos yelled.

"WELL, WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO WITH A WHOLE BUNCH OF SOAKING WET PILLS?" James shouted back.

"I don't know." Carlos mumbled.

"Wait, how did the pills get wet? They were in a bag," Logan pointed out.

"Yeah, until I ripped it and threw them in James' shower." Carlos replied. "Wait...How about we just crush the pills? They turn into powder, and BAM! Straight down the drain!"

"You were supposed to hide them, not dispose of them!" I shouted.

"But the problem is solved. So I believe the words you're looking for are thank you." He said.

"Katie was supposed to join me in the shower!" James cried. "What am I supposed to do now?" He paused, and then turned to Logan. "Hey Logie..."

"Oh no..." Logan groaned.

"Can I borrow your shower for an hour or so?"

"Over my dead body!"

"An hour?" Carlos asked. "What could you possibly do for an hour?"

"You know on animal planet when they show the animals mating?" Logan tried.

"Yeah?" Carlos said innocently, sucking his thumb slightly, an old habit that he had, much like when someone played with their hair or chewed on their lips.

"Well...think of it like that...only with James and Katie as the animals...and human parts and stuff."

"No one can last that long!" Carlos said.

"Hey!" James interrupted. "Have you seen my body?" he used his jazz-hands gesture to indicate his chest and abs. "THIS proves that I can last for as long as I need to. Stamina, my dear Carlitos, stamina."

"Can you teach me?" he cried.

"Absolutely not," James said to him. "My body is reserved for girls, and girls alone. In fact, as of an hour ago, it was put on special reserve by one Katie Knight. Now if you boys will excuse me, I'm going to go pretty myself up for her. Katie Knight, prepare yourself for a day you will never forget!" and he marched off, fist held high and proud.

"That's not what I meant!" Carlos called after him.

"Save it," I told him. "James is off in his own little world that involves undressing my sister - and I WILL KILL HIM!"

"Why can't you just be happy for them?" Carlos asked.

"Excuse me?" I cried. "You want me to be happy that my best friend is planning on banging my baby sister? Logan, I think all that smacking-in-the-head has done some permanent damage."

"No. I want you to be happy that they like each other." he replied. "I think it's cute."

I groaned. "Of course you do. You would think a snarling alligator is cute."

"Hey, they have those adorable yellow eyes - " Carlos protested.

"They also have those fangs that are great for snapping people's arms off," Logan piped up sardonically. "Think those are cute too?"

"I ignore the teeth. I only focus on the positive...all the negative energy just goes out."

"As does every word I say to you," Logan groaned, rubbing his face with his hand.

"You don't think it's cute at all?"

"Not particularly," Logan replied.

You're not a fan of Jatie?"

"WHAT THE HELL IS JATIE?"

"James and Katie's couple name. You know, like Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens were Zanessa. It's Jatie." he said smiling.

"That is so...that's just creepy," I informed him. "You actually came up with a couple name for James and Katie? They're not even dating!"

"Yet. HEY JAMES!" Carlos yelled. "HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT JATIE?"

"WHAT THE HELL IS JATIE?" he shouted back.

"Yours and Katie's couple name. Like Zac and Vanessa where Zanessa!" he shouted.

"Oh...that's kind of cute...I wonder how Katie will feel about it..." he sighed out, just loud enough for us to hear.

"This is just weird." Logan said.

"Katie should have been here by now. Oh my gosh!" Carlos yelled. "What if something happened to her? Jatie didn't even have a chance." he pouted.

"Relax," Logan told him, looking out the window. "Katie just pulled up...and...Kendall, maybe you should cover your eyes. Her outfit isn't for her big brother's eyes."

"How bad is it?" I asked slightly afraid of the answer.

"Ummm...well...you remember the Jennifers' outfits at the album release party?"

"Woah." Carlos breathed. "Katie looks smokin' hot, I'm serious."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that Carlos and yes Logan I do."

"Yeah...her outfit is kind of like that...only maybe a little worse..."

"Is she sure she's a D?" Carlos asked. "Cause she looks bigger."

"How is it even possible for her to be that tiny and naturally have a chest that big?" I asked Logan.

"Genetics?" he suggested, cringing slightly. "That's the only thing I can think of. And no offense dude, but I really don't want to be talking about your little sister's chest."

"Good job doctor." Carlos said sarcastically.

"And I do?" I responded.

"Well...with you it just sounds like brotherly concern...with me it could be perceived as, well, kind of perverted."

"Do the girls in your family even have huge chests?" Carlos asked.

"You're like her brother too." I informed him. "Maybe. That seems to be changing around here. How should I know?" I asked, addressing Carlos. "I don't go around staring at my aunts' and grandmothers' and cousins' chests!"

"No need to be rude, I was just asking." he said. "I was just curious because, as weird as this is gonna sound, Mama Knight's chest isn't that huge."

"You're right - that did sound weird," Logan told him.

"Anyway, obviously I don't know who else in the family wears a D-cup," I responded to Carlos. "And please...don't ever ask me that again...this has been the weirdest day..."

"You can say that again." Logan agreed.

"JAMES!" Carlos shouted. "YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS HERE!"

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND YET!" he shouted right back. "But give me an hour or so with her..." he cackled suggestively.

"Just because you have sex with her doesn't make her your girlfriend." I told him. "Not that I would let you have sex with her anyway."

He grinned at me from his balcony. "I'll ask her to go out with me afterwards...Believe me, I'll have her eating out of the palm of my hand. And she doesn't listen to you anymore, remember?"

The front door opened and slammed shut, signaling Katie's arrival.

"Share your expert wisdom with me!" Carlos cried.

"You won't have her eating anything Diamond!" I hissed.

He flashed another grin at me before walking back into his room. "Wanna bet?"

Carlos cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Is there something I'm missing?"

"Hey guys!" Katie chirped coming up the stairs.

My eyes bugged out of my head. There was no way my baby sister was wearing that. This was all in my imagination. Yes, that was it. It was just a side effect of the drug...Except that Katie hugged me and...yep, it was real. Damn. So much for that hopeful theory.

"Damn Mami, look at you." Carlos said grinning and hugging her.

She flashed him a pearly-white smile when she pulled away from him. "Why thank you very much Papi! I do look pretty damn good, don't I?"

"You want anything?" Logan asked her. "Like a shirt that covers more?"

She smiled sweetly at him and hugged him tightly. "Nope, I'm fine." She paused, and then added, "My clothes don't make you uncomfortable, do they?"

"N-nope not at all." he squeaked.

Carlos cracked up. "Epic fail, Loganator! So Katie, how do you feel about Jatie?" he asked as he turned to her.

"What's Jatie?" she asked in confusion.

"It's yours and James's couple name," Logan explained to her.

"Ohhh...I didn't know James and I were a couple. HEY JAMES!" she shouted down the hall. "DID YOU KNOW WE WERE A COUPLE?"

"He may not hear you over his ego." Logan told her.


James' POV

"He's been getting ready for like 30 minutes." Logan added.

"All for me?" Katie asked.

"Sure has." Carlos told her enthusiastically.

"Awww...he's trying to make it special!" she squealed.

"JATIE!" Carlos shouted.

"I live in a nut house." Kendall said.

"Ain't that the truth?" Logan agreed.

"That's what's happens when you live with guys...you're surrounded by nuts" she laughed

"She did not just say that, she did not just say that!" Kendall groaned.

"Oh she said it." Carlos laughed. "That's my girl." he added

"Is there a hot conversation going on without me?" I called out to them.

"Hey Ja-...woah." Katie breathed.

I grinned as I walked out into the hall, but about had a heart attack when I saw her. She looked...whoa...I was kind of finding it hard to breathe.

"Are you eyeing my baby sister's chest?" Kendall growled.

I gulped. "No...not at all...I would never...ummm...can you stop glaring at me?"

"Perv."

"What?" I yelped. "I'm a red-blooded male! It's in my nature! And...wow...Katie, you look...wow..."

"Nice use of adjectives, Diamond," she retorted, but smiled at me nonetheless. "There's nothing wrong with him looking. It's not like he's touching, unless he wants to." she smirked.

"Gah," was all Kendall managed to get out, as I smirked.

"Do I have your permission, Miss Knight?"

"Of course." she winked.

"NOT HERE!" Logan yelped. "NOT IN FRONT OF US!"

"Prude." Katie said.

"Excuse me for not wanting to watch my best friend feel my other best friend's little sister up," Logan retorted dryly.

"Or not." she added. "I'm pretty sure OH CAMILLE sounds familiar. That was you, right?" she asked

"Ummm...heh...funny story..."

"Hehe. Gotta love Katie." Carlos piped.

Katie flipped her hair. "And don't you forget it. I don't know about you guys, but I'm extremely hot." she said sensually. "I need something to cool off."

"How can you be hot?" Logan asked. "You're barely wearing anything."

She winked at him. "You'd be surprised at the heat I am capable of feeling."

Both Kendall and Logan nearly gagged.

"You wanna feel?" she asked me.

"Hell yeah!" I cheered. "Come here you, I haven't hugged you yet." And I pulled her into my arms. "Whoa, you're very hot. How about a nice, cool swim?"

"I was talking about under my skirt." she whispered.

"NO! ABSOLUTELY NOT! THAT IS...THAT IS JUST OUT OF THE QUESTION!" Kendall shouted.

"Mind your own business Kendork! And I would love to go for a swim." she said grinning.

"Fine with me," I agreed readily. "Got your birth control?"

"Already took it."

"AAAAAGH!" Kendall yelled. "Do not - you are not - since when are you - YOU'RE ON THE PILL?"

"I thought we had this conversation?" she asked confused.

"But...you can't...I thought you meant like sponges or something...doesn't the pill require, oh, I don't know, RESPONSIBILITY?"

"Are you insinuating that I'm not responsible?" she asked getting mad.

"Well, considering you're ready to have sex with my best friend at 17 - "

"Don't even go there, Kendork," she responded. "And I took the pill, which makes me responsible! Besides, it's my body, my choice, and James is absolutely ecstatic...as am I," she added with a wink in my direction.

"Bam!" Carlos shouted.

Logan groaned. "Kendall, I hate to say this, but I think we're fighting a losing battle."

"Besides the least you could do is let me have a little fun since you're shipping me back to Minnesota." she spat.

I turned to Kendall. "That is very true. And who better for her to have fun with than me?" I slipped my arm around her shoulder.

He glared at me. "Shut up, James."

"This could change if you let me move in with you."

"Say what?" Kendall demanded.

"You heard me."

"You won't sleep with James if I let you move in with me?"

"Uh, excuse me?" I piped up. "You don't want to sleep with me?"

"Not right this second...I make no promises for what could happen in the future." she said to Kendall before turning to me. "Of course I do, but look at it this way. If I stay it could happen more than once, you know if you're lucky."

I brightened right back up. "I'd be willing to wait a week or so for you."

"I was thinking 2 days tops."

"I can live with that," I assured her.

"NO DEAL!" Kendall roared. "THE ONLY WAY I WOULD LET YOU MOVE IN IS IF YOU SWORE TO GO INTO A CONVENT!"

"Your loss buddy boy." she said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the pool.

"Kendall," Logan hissed. "You can't give in...she can't live here."

"Yeah, just let her and James have their fun," Carlos added. "It's better this way."

"The next time you see me, I'll be a woman." she grinned.

"Geeehhhh..." was all Kendall managed to get out as Katie and I continued on our way.

Katie looked at me and winked telling me to go along with whatever she was about to say. "I really hope I actually took that pill, it only takes one time to get pregnant."

I winced theatrically. "Oh yeah, I hope you did too, because I hate condoms as much as you do. They're really...constricting. Especially for my size."

"Did not need to hear that," Logan muttered.

"Plus you know, with you having such excellent stamina, there's a higher chance for your little swimmers to get to my egg. It could possibly happen even if I took the pill."

I smirked. "That's true. Hey Katie, if you get pregnant, we'll be parents! And don't pregnant women have really strong hormones? You know, like you want sex all the time?"

"Yup!" she winked.

"Wow...this is going to be fun. Katie, come on, the sooner we get to the pool, the better."

"You think we could go to your room first? I didn't wear this skirt for nothing."

"Of course. This way, my dear."

"Cheese ball."

"You know it."

"WAIT!" Kendall yelled. "Can we re-negotiate?"

Katie grinned in triumph and paused. "I suppose we could...what did you have in mind?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Logan hissed.

"Saving my little sister's future AND her innocence," Kendall replied in a low voice.

"Well...I'm waiting." she said tapping her foot.

"Well...ahem..." Kendall began. "You can live here, under the conditions that you don't lose your virginity while staying with us."

And the fun of Katie living with us was gone.

At least for me.

"No deal. How about you let me live here and I stay out of your hair?"

"No!" Kendall cried. "Because I know by 'stay out of your hair' you mean sneak into James's bedroom late and night and do unspeakable things to him."

"That's what I was hoping for," I piped up.

"We know," Logan groaned. "Believe me, James, we know."

"That's none of your business."

"It is when you're doing it under the same roof I live under!"

"Not really."

"Yes it is!" Kendall insisted.

"No it's not! Besides you didn't think it was any of mom's business when you and Jo were getting your freak on in the apartment."

"Well...that was different...I'm not you!"

"Ooh, this is getting good again," Carlos said enthusiastically.

"You're such a hypocrite! It's the same thing!"

"But I wasn't 'getting my freak on' with mom's best friend." Kendall winced. "Wow, that came out wrong."

Carlos busted out laughing. "Wow. This is like the time with the double dates. Remember? You told Jo you didn't want to date a hot girl, you wanted to date her?"

Kendall cringed again. "Yeah, that came out wrong too."

I laughed. "I was just thinking of that when he said that! Nice one, Carlos!"

"That's really messed up dude." Katie said.

"And this isn't?"

"Okay so what if I don't lose my virginity under your roof, per se?"

"Then you can live here," Kendall grumbled out. "Just...uh...stay out of our rooms...especially James's!"

"Fine, but I make no promises on staying out of James' room."

I nodded. "Good. Cuz I want you in my room. Or more precisely, in my - "

"Don't say it!" Kendall warned me through gritted teeth. "We already know where you want her!"

"Where?" Carlos asked in confusion.

"His bed boo." Katie said grinning.

"But since that can't happen right now," she added. "We'll just have to take it outside, so we're not under Kendall's roof."

"Even better," I said enthusiastically.

"You're actually going to let her stay?" Logan asked. "Dude! She's going to sleep with James either way!"

Kendall sighed. "Do I have a choice?"

"Yes!" Logan shouted. "You do have a choice and you're making the wrong one!"

"Gee Logan, why do I get the feeling you don't want me around?" she asked.

Logan's face went white. "Oh, Katie, you know I want you around. It's just...People will talk!" he cried. "They'll...they'll think you're sleeping with one of us. Do you really want rumors like that going around?"

"Moron. I will be sleeping with one of you. The fucking hot one."

"Language!" Kendall cried.

"Language!" she mocked.

"You..." Kendall waggled an angry finger at her.

"You..." she copied.

Carlos started laughing again. "Just think." he said. "We'll get to have this fun every day."

Kendall's eyes widened in horror at the idea. "Forget it! There's no way I can put up with THIS, plus Katie in James's bed, EVERY SINGLE DAY!"

"I promised I wouldn't do it under your roof." she said.

"But you're already making plans to do it somewhere else...No! This is just...this won't work. I'm sorry Katie, I love you, but I can't deal with this. Logan's right, this just isn't a good idea."

"Kendall, please!" she begged. "I applied for that internship, what if I get it? This could be a really good opportunity for me."

Kendall dropped his head into his hands. I placed my hand on her shoulder and pulled her into me again.

"I'm sorry...you're going to have to find some other place to stay. I'll even help you. Just...you can't stay here."

"Wow." she said pulling away. "You guys really showed me how much you care about me and my future, I think I'll go back to Minnesota, I don't want anything to do with you guys right now."

"Katie - !" I called after her as she stormed off down the stairs. "Please - you don't understand - !"

"Save it James!" she spat. "I don't want to hear it. All you wanted was to sleep with me anyway, you wouldn't give a damn otherwise. Go fuck yourself !" she shouted as she headed for the door.

"Kendall, do something!" Carlos whined.

Kendall didn't say anything. He just turned and made a mad dash for his room, looking as if he was trying not to cry.

"Kendall!" Carlos yelled. "Logie, we gotta do something." he whined again. "I don't want Kit-Kat to go back to Minnesota and I don't like when she's mad at us."

"Katie!" I screamed as I raced out of the house after her. "Just...hear me out."

But I had no idea what I would say to her that wasn't a total lie. She would hate us no matter what. Maybe it was better if she just thought we didn't care.

"What James!" she yelled as I caught up with her.

"I - I don't know," I admitted softly. "I just - please Katie-Kat, please don't go."

"What am I supposed to do?" she asked. "Mom won't let me stay at the apartment by myself and I'm clearly not wanted here."

"We can find you another place," I told her, feeling slightly hopeful that she might not walk away hating us. "And you are wanted here, it's just...Kendall and Logan obviously can't handle it."

"Oh sure, blame it on them," she snapped. "It's not like you have anything to do with this. They obviously don't want me here." she said falling onto the gravel driveway and crying. "Then there's you and my grandmother has cancer. When did everything get so fucked up?" she sobbed.

I sank down next to her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her into my lap. "Shhh...it's okay..." I murmured into her hair. "They do want you here, we all do, but now's just not a good time. Everything seemed to come at a bad time, hmmm? And your grandma will be okay, I know she will. And I do care about what happens, I don't just want you for sex."

"How do I know that?" she sobbed. "You haven't even kissed me or bought me chocolates or anything!"

Ooh. She had a point.

"What am I gonna do?" she sniffled. "Will one of you guys come stay with me at the apartment?"

"Yes, of course!" I immediately agreed. "I'll do it. And if you want me to be a perfect gentleman, I will..." I paused. "I might just have to take a lot of cold showers."

"No, that's okay." she sniffled again.

"You're okay with me not being a perfect gentleman?"

"Sure, we won't be under Kendall's roof." she said with a small grin.

"But won't it look bad that you're staying with me?" she asked.

"Good point. Ummm...we can have Carlos stay with us some of the time."

"Just out of curiosity, why isn't now a good time? You guys have been acting really weird lately."

And here we go again. "Well...ummm...since Kendall's and Jo's breakup, we've been having a lot of parties to cheer up Kendall. And...ummm...we've also been really busy with the new album...so you'll be all alone most of the time...and we don't want you to get lonely."

"I might have my internship though," she reminded me. "That would keep me occupied. And I would be fine by myself. Plus I've been to you guys' parties before."

"Yeah, but Kendall would hate it if you came to THESE parties. They usually end with someone passed out mostly naked on the pool table." Wow...doesn't that sound familiar?

"Why do I get the feeling that person was you?"

"Ummm...what on earth would give you that idea?"

"Because I know you. I could just stay in my room during the parties."

You had to give her credit, the girl was smart.

"Kendall still might not go for it."

"You really don't want me here, do you?" she asked, sounding hurt. "I knew it."

She tried to get up and I pulled her back down.

"It's not like that," I insisted. "It's...just...Logan's gay...yeah, let's go with that...he's gay, and he really shouldn't be around anyone who isn't us for awhile, because he's taking his coming out really hard."

"Yeah, that's believable." she said sarcastically.

"James, Logan is one of the straightest guys around."

"Are you kidding me?" I cried. "He carries color pencils around in his shirt pocket!"

"That just makes him a nerd. What about you, pretty boy?"

"What about me pretty boy what?" I demanded

"You're not exactly the straightest guy out there. Tell me the truth - are you questioning your sexual orientation?"

"No. And what exactly are you saying?" I asked.

"All I'm saying is, is that it's kind of unnatural for a straight guy to spend that much time focusing on his hair, skin and clothes. Why do you think majority of the guys in the fashion industry are gay?"

"Maybe it's all an act," I suggested. "Besides, technically, I'm not in the fashion industry. And besides, I have to look good! Anyway," I grumbled, "you weren't complaining fifteen minutes ago. You were ready to jump my bones back in there."

"So, there's a lot of girls that sleep with gay guys. How do I know you're not acting?"

"Because..." I fished around in my head for something to say that would prove that I wasn't gay... "Would I do this if I was gay?" and I pressed my lips to hers.

She pulled away and nodded. "Gay guys kiss girls all the time."

This wasn't going well for me. "Okay, fine. Tell you what, we go some place nice and quiet and secluded, and I'll prove to you that I'm not gay. How about that?"

"Which brings me back to there are gay guys that sleep with girls. Face it, you're not doing so well right now."

Okay. I was going to have to let her know what she did to me sexually...and if that didn't work, nothing would.

"So what do you have to try to convince me?"

I bit my lip, thinking. "Carlos wasn't lying about 'my situation' earlier, when we were talking to you on the phone. That problem was definitely because of you."

"Okay, but I wasn't here to actually witness that. For all I know you both could have been lying."

"Katie," I moaned, "all I want to do right now is take you some place and have my way with you. Oh, and convince you that I'm not gay. Because I'm perfectly straight."

"Again, you could be lying. You have no SOLID evidence."

"Are we talking solid as in a boner?" I asked warily. "Because if that's the case, we have to get out of the open for that."

"Yeah, that's what I was talking about."

"We can go back to my room," I suggested. "The deal's off, so we can have sex under Kendall's roof...which is technically my roof too. Or we can go to the secluded pool."

I slid my hand up her thigh, toying with the hem of her skirt.

"What the hell are you doing?" she hissed. "We're in public!"

I smirked. "Then let's go to the secluded pool, just like we originally planned."

"UGH! Fine, if I must."

YES! I got to my feet and scooped her up in my arms, carrying her bridal style. "All set?"

"Sure. I may possibly be going to lose my virginity to a gay guy, what could be better?"

"I'M NOT GAY!" I screamed. Maybe not the best move. My voice did kind of go high-pitched. "I mean - ahem - " I cleared my throat - "I'm not gay."

"Prove it." she whispered.

"How?" I asked, frozen. Did she mean what I thought she meant? Because I was so not having sex with her right on the pavement. Someone might see.

She just smirked at me.

Well, that didn't help any. "Yeah, we're headed to the pool. And we don't have to go all the way if you don't want to...but by the time we're finished, you will have no doubts about me being straight."

"We'll see."

Off to the pool it was.

"Yay, you brought Katie back!" Carlos cheered, but I walked right past him. "Where are you going?"

"He can't talk right now." Katie said. "He's on a mission."

"On a mission for what?" Carlos asked, confused once again. Poor guy.

"To prove to me that he's straight."

"Oh, okay! Have fun!"

"We will!" I called to him over my shoulder as I carried Katie away.

"I love him." she said. "But sometimes I wonder..."

"If he was dropped on his head as a baby?" I finished for her.

"No, how he manages to stay so innocent being with you guys. I mean, I'm younger and I know more than him. Hell, I probably know more than you," she added.

"Ummm...how would you know more than me? You're still a virgin, remember?"

"Just because I'm a virgin doesn't mean I haven't done other things. I'll have you know, I've already experienced my first orgasm."

"EXCUSE ME?" I hollered. "Please tell me that was with you...you know...masturbating...and not with a...a...guy..."

"No, it was with a guy."

I think my head was about to explode. "Who was it?" I growled through gritted teeth. "I'll cut off his dick, and then I'll kill him."

"You jealous?"

I scoffed. "Who, me? Pft! Of course not! Why would I be jealous? I mean, it's like you said, it's your body and you can do what you want with it, and it's not like I haven't slept with other girls before, and it's not like we're together or anything..."

"You're jealous! she cackled. "Oh sweetheart, you can't have all my firsts. Besides, if you weren't jealous you wouldn't be so angry." she added.

"How do you know I'm not just protective?" I demanded.

"You're protective because you're jealous. You want me."

I relented. "Fine. I'm jealous. And I want you. Badly." I paused. "But why did you have to go off and let some guy give you your first orgasm? That was supposed to be my right, not some random sleezebags!"

"It wasn't a random sleezebag. It happened last year with Kyle."

"KYLE? YOU - YOU - THAT JERK? See! See! I told you Katie - boys are terrible people! THIS is what happens when you go out with them and let them get too close and let them under your shirt and under your skirt and OHMYGOD YOU PRACTICALLY HAD SEX WITH KYLE!"

"Isn't that what you were pretty much doing outside? And I didn't practically have sex with him. He touched me and I re-payed the favor, it wasn't a big deal."

"WASN'T A BIG DEAL? KATIE! How could you let someone who wasn't ME touch you? How could you touch him back?"

"I was horny. And I had a few drinks." she added.

"You were? Had you been thinking of me shirtless?"

"You hadn't crossed my mind actually."

"Ohhhh...are you sure? Because I have a way of sneaking up into people's thoughts. Just call me the mental James Bond."

"No, I think the drinks I had were making me hot and Kyle was cute."

"Oh. But I'm better looking, right? You like me better, right? You're not just horny and drunk right now, right?"

"It's cute how jealous you are." she smiled.

"You'd rather sleep with me than him, right?" I prodded.

"I don't know, he made me feel really good James."

I stared at her, affronted. "I can you feel even better than he did," I informed her. "I'm not a drunk, horny teenage boy, I actually have experience!"

"Well, come on. Let's see if you're better than Kyle."


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