I AM SIENNA! HERE ME ROAR! Some guy was running down the street saying that and I was like, ' Noooooo, I"M SIENNA! Hahaha,' Yeah I'm feeling kinda goofy today. Anyways enjoy everybody!

Kendall's POV

My phone starts ringing. It's three o'clock in the morning. I read the caller ID.

Arianna

"Hello?" I answer my private manager.

"Kendall!"

"Yes," I whisper.

"What is this I'm hearing about you and Tiffany breaking up? That dumb little Latin boy texted me saying you might need some time off, and I am not liking what I'm hearing!"

"She caught me with Jo, and broke it off. And don't talk about Carlos that way!" I roll my eyes.

"Well fix it! We can't have that big mouthed, blonde bitch blabbing about you cheating! You have to do something!" I gawk, exasperated.

"And what do you want ME to do? I've cried, made myself SOB LIKE A BABY! And she still won't take me back!"

"Tell her you love her or something," I sigh.

"We've been over this! Tiffany is a really nice girl and she doesn't deserve to be lied to like that. Yeah she's nice, and pretty, and sweet, but I'm only dating her for publicity,"

"You get back together with her, or I will personally make sure you are never seen in the spotlight again!"

"Arianna-"

BEEP!

"Dammit." I sigh leaning back into the bed.

Tiffany's POV

My eyes slowly opened taking in my surrounding. I was seriously confused when I didn't feel the strong arms of my blonde boyfriend around me. Wait, I forgot. I slowly sit up, and turn the TV off. I glance at the clock on the wall. 2:58 am. What do I do now? I guess I can pack his shit. Dragging my feet, I venture to what used to be our bedroom. I pull a random cardboard box from the closet and start dumping clothes.

Jeans, hats, sweaters, sneakers, sweatpants, underwear. I see his favorite pair of Vans sitting at the bottom of the closet. The ones with the Spiderman design, signed by Andrew Garfield, the latest Spiderman. I give a little smirk and set them to the side. I have special plans for those. With a final glance around his side of the room, I grab the Vans and venture onto the balcony. I grasp the coals from beside the grill, and start the grill up. Once I deem it hot enough I toss Kendall's shoes on. The rubber sole of the shoes melt and turn a gross gray-black color. I take my phone out and take a picture, before sending it to Kendall.

'Come gt the rest of ur shit, be4 it ends up lke these.' Message sent at 9:45 AM. I hadn't realized how long I had been working. Not even two second later I feel my phone vibrate.

'Heard what happened, coming over 2day!' I heave a heavy breath.

I love Sienna like a sister, but I really don't feel like having any company today. However, I slap on a happy face and text her back a quick, 'Ok'. You'd think it wasn't too hard pretending to be happy in front of my friends, considering I'm an actress, but lying and acting are two totally different things. I turn back to the mess that happens to be Kendall's belongings and groan. I better finish up.

Kendall's POV

My eyes snap open. I'm currently in a tangle of limbs, belonging to Irina and Amanda. I struggle to break away, but am defeated. Tiny women are strong.

"Panda. Rina!" I poke them both. Unfortunately for me, they could both sleep threw a blizzard-tornado.

I yank and pull at the arms, twisting until I'm finally free. The first thing I do is answer natures call, in the bathroom. I quickly wash my hands and walk into the kitchen, finding James, Logan, and Carlos.

"Morning," Carlos smiles.

"Morning," I reply. My eyes widen at the sound of my own voice. Scratchy, raw and sore.

My phone vibrates in the pocket of Logan's basketball shorts, and I quickly take it out, just as Irina and Amanda stumble out of Logan's room. The caller ID reads Tiffany!

"Guys, it's Tiffany!" I smile. I knew she would come back to me.

Once you have a taste of Kendall Knight, you can never get enough. Everyone crowds around my tiny phone.

"What does it say?!" I open the text and read it out loud.

"Come gt the rest of ur shit, be4 it ends up lke these." I see Amanda and Irina, give me looks of sympathy.

The guys wince, and don't say a word. I click on the attached file and see my favorite Vans on the grill. My jaw drops.

"No! She killed them, she killed them!" I fling my phone from my hands into the wall.

Irina jumps, staring at me wide eyed, as Amanda screams that I have anger management problems. I tangle my hands in my hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. She loves me. She wants me back, I don't know why she isn't here in my arms. I stalk back to Logan's room, and tear the sleepwear off. I pull on my clothes from last night, and stalk out once again.

"Kendall what are-"

"I'll be back. Loges I need to borrow your car," I snatch the keys from the counter, and race out the door.

I quickly hop into Logan's, Maserati birdcage, flying down the street. Pulling up to the apartment complex, my stomach twists into knots. What do I say? I've... never been good at pretending to like Tiffany.

I slowly exit the car, and trudge into the lobby. The stairs. That'll give me some time to think. Sluggishly, I walk up the stairs to the apartment. I knock softly, rocking on my heels. The door swings open, and I see my beautiful Tiffany.

"T-Tiff I-I'm... Hi," I mentally swear, 'fuck', for not saying what I'm supposed to. Tiffany I'm sorry, I love you. Was it really that hard?

"Hello," She shoved a box into my arms, my ruined Vans resting on top. I drop the box, and push it to the side.

"Tiffany, I'm sorry. I-I lo-love y-y-you," I choke out. YES! I did it.

I see her pretty hazel eyes soften, and her pouty pink lips purse slightly in thought. If I had known she was only throwing a bitch fit, and it was this easy to get her back, I would have done this last night.

"Kendall..." She looks up into my green irises and I don't resist the urge to kiss her.

I grab the back of her head, and pull her into me, my lips slamming into hers. She grasps my biceps, as I run my fingers through her tousled blonde locks. Trailing my tongue against the seam of her lips, I beg for entrance into her mouth.

"K-Kenny," She whimpers weakly. My fingers slide down her perfect hourglass shape, to her round little ass. I cup it in my hands, as she jumps up, and wraps her legs around me.

"I missed you so fucking much, baby," I lie, kissing down her neck.

"Mmm, it's only been like, a day Kenny," She giggles.

"I still missed you," I pull back to look into her eyes.

"Kenny your eyes are all red and puffy," She cocks her head to the side.

"I cried. A lot," I tell her, blushing bashfully. Her eyes widen she looks at me in awe.

"You cried... over me?" I nod sheepishly. She bites her lip eying my up and down.

"Do you really love me?"

"I do," I look away. She leans forward and places her lips against mine.

"Show me,"

"Babe, I'd really love to, but I need a shower," I try hard to avoid it. Tiffany's great in bed, but I'd feel so guilty, especially for lying about loving her.

"So do I, we can take one together," Tiffany was never one to give up. She yanked at her tank top, slowly pulling it over her head.

"Sounds like a plan," I murmur as she grabs my hand and drags me to the bathroom.

A/N: DO NOT WORRY! THE DRAMA IS NOT OVER! IT IS ONLY BEGINNING! THE CRAP CLOUDS ARE MOVING IN, HERE COMES THE SHIT STORM! THE NEXT CHAPTER IS MORE THAN LIKELY TO CONTAIN SMUT, (that is if you guys want it)! Lmfao, R&R everyone!

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