Author's Note: And here's Big Time Love Song. I always thought Kendall hated Camille at times...

Disclaimer: I do not own BTR

For the record, I hated when Camille hit me. If she wasn't a chick, I'd beat the crap out of her. And that had nothing to do with her crush on Logan. Okay, it had a lot to do with her crush on Logan. I knew she hit me specifically because she was jealous of how Logan always looked to me and no one else when he needed help. But I had no control over that. Well, okay maybe I had a little control over why he looked at me so often. Maybe I'd brush my hand against his or let my knee hit his to earn his gaze on me, but most of the time it was just a natural thing Logan did. Not that I was complaining.

We were at the pool when it happened. Camille had just finished slapping me and Carlos was still in the pool from when Mandy and Sandy had shoved him in from getting their name wrong. The girl from North Carolina entered the Palm Woods pool area and I could hear Logan's heart beat faster. He was attracted to her. I couldn't blame him, she was pretty, but it didn't change how annoyed and jealous I was. I had quickly shoved my glasses on and stood with Logan and James, giving a fake grin as I puffed my chest out. She inspected us. Her eyes roaming over all of us…except Carlos, not that he noticed he was too busy checking her out.

As soon as she was out of earshot James called her.

"She's mine," he yelled moving to run after her.

Then I heard it, the one voice I prayed wouldn't say anything. The one I hoped more than anything wouldn't try to get her.

"She's mine!" Logan pushed me as he tried to get past me to stop James. I fell into James and grabbed him, holding him in place as Carlos popped up, echoing the other two and grabbed James too. James continued to argue with Logan and Carlos until we were on the ground tangled up in each other. None of them noticed I had never claimed her.

"Whoa, dudes," guitar dude said as he moved to us, his guitar hanging loosely around his neck. "You guys have to chill. That girl isn't going to like you guys fighting each other to get a hold of her. Imagine her as…a bird, if the four of you go running after a little bird it'll fly away." He smiled as he moved his arms as if they were bird's wings and walked away.

He was high as usual. He made a good point though. Not that the other three would've listened.

"She's mine," James yelled, jumping free and running out of sight. Carlos growled and untangled himself from my leg and ran after James.

"She's," Logan began pushing himself up only to be pulled back down by me. "Kendall," he asked confused.

"You shouldn't run after her like that." I wrapped my arms around his waist, holding him against me fully.

His eyes widened at my movement and he quickly looked down between us, seeing our hips pressed against each other's. "Kendall...isn't this kind of too close?"

"What do you mean," I smirked darkly looking up at him, my mind already pouring pictures of us in a bed into my mind. "We hug all the time."

"But not lying down," he blushed looking into my eyes. "I mean…I'm not usually on top of you."

"Logie," I began smirking and arching slightly so we rubbed into each other, earning a stuttered gasp from him. "What's the big deal?"

He opened his mouth to reply, his blush even brighter than before, when a bucket of cold water was poured on my face. I gasped and sat up, moving Logan so he was sitting neatly in my lap and looking up past me with wide eyes. I growled under my breath as my eyes followed his line of sight to find Camille with her hand on her hip and a bucket in her other hand.

"Thought you needed to cool down a bit," she glared.

I glared back, opening my mouth to say something but stopped once I felt Logan pull away from me and stand.

"It's almost three o'clock Logan," she smiled sweetly. "Didn't you guys say you needed to go see Gustavo at three?"

He gasped and put his hand on his head. "Oh man you're right! C'mon Kendall, we have to find the others before Gustavo kills us!" He ran off, searching for the others and effectively forgetting our little encounter and just how much control I had over his body.

My gaze turned back to Camille. "Cock blocker," I mumbled and stood keeping my glare fixed on her.

She raised her hand and moved to slap me, but I caught it before she could. "I let you do it in front of Logan because he thinks it's funny. So, when he's not around, don't even try it." I let go of her arm and moved to follow Logan. I could feel her glare on my back but I could care less. She wouldn't take Logan from me.

xoxo

The ride to Rocque Records was annoying to say the least. James continued to argue with Carlos and Logan over the new girl, which didn't make me feel like singing.

Finding out you have to sing a love song when the one you're thinking about is thinking about someone else…also does not make you feel like singing. But I'm Kendall, so I put on a fake smile and pretend I don't picture Logan in my little fantasy when Gustavo asks us if we knew what it was like seeing a girl for the first time and knowing she was the one.

I never felt that with Logan. At least I didn't think I did. The first time I saw Logan we were seven. James and I were practicing for a big game that was coming up. The ice was still slick from the last time the Zamboni passed. James was about to make the winning shot, when Logan got on the ice. The puck shot straight to him, as if he was a magnet. I dropped my stick and flew to him. I had never skated so fast in my life and somehow I managed to reach him before the puck did, pushing him out of the way. Looking back, the puck probably wasn't moving as fast as it seemed to. It probably would've just knocked the wind out of him, but back then…I thought if I didn't save him, he'd die. I was just a kid, but the look of absolute adoration Logan gave me made me want to keep him near.

"She will be mine," Logan glared at Carlos. We were sitting in the car as Freight train drove us back to the Palm Woods. James was off getting some allergy shot with the doctor.

I shook the memory of our first meeting from my head and sighed. I wouldn't let Logan have this girl. Even if it meant dating her just to make sure he didn't. "No," I said calmly, smirking at my friends shocked gazes. "She'll be mine."

Carlos instantly began arguing with me over her, but Logan stayed silent as he watched me. I made sure my smirk didn't fall, made sure the challenge never left my eyes, but for some reason it felt like he knew I wasn't committed to this.

…

I watched silently as Camille slapped Logan, pulled him into a kiss, spouted off some lines and kissed him again. Our eyes met as she walked towards us. "One Tree Hill," I asked, shocked at her help to ensure that Jo knew Logan was off limits. Sure she thought Logan belonged to Camille, which would never happen, but at least she didn't think she had a chance.

"Yeah," she said, her smirk turning into a grin. "Let's go with that."

I laughed as Logan pulled us back to the corner. He pointed to the red lips stained on his cheeks and pouted. "I get a do over."

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "No you don't."

"Was she a good kisser," Carlos asked eyes wide in excitement.

"I was," Logan began then faltered, "pleasantly surprised." He sounded shocked by it and I did my best to cover my jealousy with a smile.

Carlos nodded and grinned as if he was making his own plans to win Camille from Logan, which was fine by me. The Latin boy could have her if it meant Logan was free to be mine. "Okay boys," I smirked. Keeping myself focused on the task, "now it's my turn." I stood, letting out a sigh before moving to her side. Before I got there though, she had vanished. I stared confused and Logan put his hand on my shoulder, a pleased smile on his face. "Ahh hockey pucks!"

Logan and Carlos laughed and high fived in victory, apparently they knew that I'd get her if I tried. This was becoming more fun than I previously thought. I didn't want to date Jo suddenly, trust me I didn't, but ruining Logan's chances…seemed kind of fun. I knew he wasn't in love with her. He didn't actually think she was the one. He lusted for her sure, but definitely didn't love her. Logan was the kind of guy that had to get to know someone before ever considering love.

"I bet my mom has food upstairs," I mumbled, watching as Carlos' laugh died down and he ran to the elevators.

Logan grinned and moved to follow, I was close behind.

xoxo

I watched Logan pull guitar dude out to the pool. I knew what he was planning and I would put a stop to it. No way was he going to win that girl's heart. I moved to follow him when Camille popped up in front of me.

"Look,"she began, crossing her arms over her chest, for once not in character. "I know we both like the same guy and that makes us rivals, but the enemy of my enemy is my friend right? So, we work together to make sure Jo doesn't get Logan."

I stared at her. "You realize that while you've been telling me this, he's run out to the pool to serenade her."

Her eyes widened and she shoved me towards the doors leading out to the pool. "Stop him!"

I rolled my eyes and took off, tackling into Carlos and jumping into the song, smiling as I looked up at Jo. In her place I saw Logan, which helped keep the grin on my face. I felt a hand on my shoulder, my gaze drifted from the girl on the balcony to the boy I was in love with and I smirked as I sang "to make you mine."

He shoved me away, making me trip and land on my face on the cement. I winced as I heard him begin to sing, only to be thrown to my side by Carlos. I quickly jumped up and shoved into Carlos joining him in the song. Logan appeared in front of me; pushing us back as he sang his heart out to a girl he didn't know.

We continued to push and shove at each other until Jo yelled, "hey, guys, guys, great song…but you should probably know that I have a boyfriend back home." She held her hands together like she was praying and nodded apologetically.

"What," we all screamed in unison.

"But we can still be friends right?" She smiled as she looked at us.

"Yeah," we once again said in unison, as I tried to hide my smile.

She disappeared again once she had confirmed we had given up and I looked at the other two, still trying not to smile. "Well that stunk."

"No! That was amazing," Gustavo called from the lobby as he made his way over to us. "I know what this song is! It's not a slow love song, it's a fast love song! Katie," he yelled gesturing in the air. "Do not finish that report until I finish this song. Freight train, to the studio!" He jumped up, expecting to be caught by the bigger man only to crash down into the ground.

Carlos, Logan and I quickly sprung to help him back up. We'd laugh about it later when we filled James in on all that he missed.

…

We had just finished recording the new song and getting the green light from Griffin that it was good. The four of us were reunited and were following Katie into the Palm Woods.

"We're not gonna fight over girls anymore, right," I asked, my eyes roaming to Logan.

"Right," the three answered.

"We're gonna be civilized," I said, pulling at my shirt and letting it pop back into place against my chest, "and only go after girls we meet alone and not together, agreed?"

"Agreed," they said. I grinned as Carlos and I did our handshake.

Of course that was the exact moment another new girl popped up, earning all our attention. Well, my fake attention. I was beginning to think Logan was just horny today. He never acted this way in Minnesota. Of course in Minnesota the girls were hardly ever showing so much skin. I barely heard as Katie answered her, and watched her walk away.

"She's mine," Carlos yelled and my arms instinctively sprung out, keeping all of my friends back. I felt Logan's arm move over mine, pressing his hand into my chest. I tried not to smile too wide at the feel.

We fought and wrestled against each other, once again landing in a mess of limbs on the floor.

"You guys all need to control your hormones," Katie sighed and moved to the elevators.

One by one we untangled ourselves from each other until it was just me and Logan. I smirked and rolled over so I was straddling his hips.

"Kendall?" Logan's eyes widened instantly, his voice taking that shaky tone it gets when he's nervous.

"Why do you like Jo," I asked.

"I could ask you the same thing," he challenged, his eyes narrowed.

"But I asked you first Logie."

He sighed and rolled his eyes, looking away from me. "It's just…something about her I guess. She reminds me of someone but I just can't tell who."

I watched him carefully. "Any hints?"

"No," Logan said then moved his gaze back to me. "So, why do you like her?"

I smiled and moved to stand, letting my hands slide down his chest as I stood. "No reason."

Logan huffed as he followed me to the elevator. "What do you mean no reason? There has to be a reason! Do you think she's pretty? Are you into blondes? What is it?"

"I don't prefer blondes," I smirked at him, eyeing his dark brown hair before moving into the elevator. "You should know that by now."

He stared at me in confusion as the doors closed. It always surprised me how easily I could make Logan freeze up in confusion.