-1Can't Be Tamed

Chapter 9: Kiss and Tell

(A/N: Your reviews made my day this morning! Lol. That was epic! Keep 'em coming!…Oh, I listened to "Boy Meets Girl" by Evan Taubenfeld while writing the majority of this chapter, so it might have inspired it a little bit.)

Logan woke up the next morning on the couch laying on his back. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering if all that he could remember actually happened. The last thing he remembered was making out with Piper and then her leaving suddenly, and then letting himself come and make his death bed on the couch, because his life was so over.

He groaned and put his hands to his face and then sat up. He looked at his surroundings. There were pillows and blankets all in the floor and Carlos' popcorn explosion was still on the couch and the floor.

"Oh that's disgusting." he said, rubbing the back of his head, hoping there was no popcorn back there.

He looked around again. None of the guys were up yet, but Katie was sitting on a chair across from him staring at him with a weird look on her face.

"What happened to you?" she asked, closing her Pop Tiger magazine, "I came down here to steal one of Kendall's bottles of Frappuchino out of the refrigerator and read the new article about Dak Zevon and I find you…not dead, I checked, on the couch."

"Last night was the best and worst night of my life, but I can't tell you." he said, "You'll tell other people because you'll think it's funny and it really isn't."

"Well, I wasn't going to ask for details, but now I'm curious." she said.

"No," he reiterated, "do you know if Kendall's up yet?"

"No, but you can go check. He'd probably like to know you aren't dead." she smiled, a laugh in her voice.

"I hate my life." he groaned dragging himself to the room him and Kendall shared.

He swung the door open to find his best friend sitting on his bed looking at his laptop.

"What's up, Logie?" he laughed.

Logan walked over to his bed and flopped down on it on his back and then rolled over to his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. He had never felt his horrible in his sixteen years of existence.

"I hate my life." he repeated in the pillow.

"Woah, man, you're in LA, in a band, living the dream, how could you hate your life?" Kendall replied.

"You don't understand." Logan replied, muffled by the pillow.

"You're acting worse than James when he found out Piper got the boot."

That was definitely the wrong thing to say at that moment in time.

"Why me?" Logan said, making fake crying noises into the pillow.

"So it has to do with Piper?" Kendall asked, "What's the deal?"

Logan looked up at his friend and shook his head, burying his face back into the pillow.

"Would you please just take your lucky hockey stick and hit me right in the side of my head, instantly killing me." he said.

"Uh, that's a no." Kendall replied, sitting his computer down and turning to Logan.

"Can you at least shut and lock the door where I can tell you this horrible failure." he said, "Although, if James heard me, he'd kill me. That's always an option."

"What happened with Piper? I noticed you didn't come up. I wondered if you two had fallen asleep down there or something. If that's it, it's no big deal. You just better be glad my mom didn't catch you." he said with a laugh.

"Nope." Logan replied, "Worse."

"Wait…" Kendall's expression turned to one of shock and somewhat horror, causing Logan to look up again.

"You didn't do," his voice got lower into a whisper, "the deed, did you?"

"Oh my God, Kendall, no!" Logan said, throwing the other pillow at him furiously, "If you're just going to play the guessing game and not let me actually tell you, then…leave! I'll tell Carlos."

"No, dude, I'm sorry." he said, "I just didn't want all the aftermath of that on tour."

"We made out okay, like seriously made out! Then she left! Ugh, I didn't do anything that didn't fit the moment I thought. She's the one that dragged me to that horizontal position. I didn't do it! Then she left, saying she was sorry, and now I want to DIE!" he said.

"Woah, woah, woah, backup!" Kendall said, "You did what and how? Why did she leave? Was James still down there?"

"What? No, James wasn't down there!" Logan exclaimed, "Look, we were watching the movie, then, we got really close and she kissed me. It was definitely not one of those short, 'goodnight', kisses I'm used to either. Then, I turned the TV off…man, Carlos is going to freak when he turns the TV on…anyway, and we continued, so to speak. Then, she pulled me by my shirt to the horizontal position and eventually she started messing with the bottom my shirt, I guess she wanted it off, I don't know. Then, she got all mad at herself and apologized and then left, and she looked like she was crying, and that's why I need to die."

"Well, did she say anything when she was apologizing?" Kendall said.

"Sorry, duh, oh, and that I probably think she's exactly what I see on TV." he said.

"Exactly," Kendall nodded, "Logan, she doesn't want you to think she's some drunken…uh, slut…and when she started trying to…strip you…she felt bad. That's all."

"Oh, and did I mention I never asked her out."

"YOU WHAT?" Kendall exclaimed, standing up, "Woah, I thought that was just common knowledge if you said you were watching the movie and talking and junk. Why didn't you do it?"

"I don't know okay, that's another reason to die, right there." Logan replied.

"You need to go and find her and tell her that she's fine and that you don't think she's a slut, but don't say that, and then tell her how you feel. You do like her like that right?"

"Duh," Logan said, "I wouldn't be like, dying, if I didn't. That's also why I said James couldn't know."

"Makes sense now." Kendall nodded.

"I wonder where she is?" he asked.

"Call her and ask her…where she is. Don't ask her out over the phone." Kendall said.

Logan grabbed his phone out of his pocket and dialed Piper's number and listened to the dial tone for a matter of seconds before it went straight to voicemail.

"Hey, you've reached Piper, leave me a message at the beep."

"It went straight to voicemail. She hates me." he said.

"Take a shower, change your clothes and…I'm going to formulate a plan." Kendall said, breaking out his eye black from the drawer beside him.

"Oh no." Logan sighed, "Don't get…"

"James involved, I got it. By all means, let's let the smack down happen at the apartment later on." he said.

"Oh, and don't let Camille in either. I don't want Piper to be dead either and Camille is crazy enough to try something." Logan said.

"True." Kendall said, "Anyone else?"

"Stephanie doesn't come out of her room until night, right?"

"Well, sometimes." Kendall said, "I've seen her by the pool before. Just plans on who she's terrorizing at the moment."

"Wonderful."

"Oh, and if Jo's pack, you know, Jo, Piper, Camille, Stephanie, and Rachael are all down there, you're dead." Kendall said, "Just so you know."

"Don't talk about it at rehearsal this afternoon either! Rumor has it Griffin's coming to get Piper's demo! You know what that means!" Logan said, beginning to tremble a little bit.

"Mercedes." Kendall glared at no one in particular.

"Yep."

"Okay, so the ground rules are set. Now to find Carlos."

Suddenly, a shriek came from the living room, followed by, "WHO LEFT THIS ON?"

"Found him." Logan replied.

Meanwhile, Piper was sitting on a lounge chair by the pool with Jo with a copy of Cosmopolin laying on her face.

"What's up with you?" Jo asked, pulling the magazine away from her face.

"I did the stupidest thing last night."

"Does it have anything to do with your phone ringing over and over again?" she asked.

"Yeah, but I just can't talk to him." she said, "He probably hates me."

"Who?" Jo shot up in her seat, "Wait, it's not Kendall is it? Well, I guess if it is it's him I should be mad at?"

"No, no, girl, I swear." Piper laughed, "Right band, wrong member."

"Oh, hmm…" Jo said, a smile crossing her features, "James, he's so into you."

"Nope." Piper said, "He's so…obsessive. He's always like, all over me."

"Carlos, he's a sweetie." Jo said.

"Agreed, and he's cute, but nope." Piper said.

"Oh my gosh, Logan!" Jo exclaimed.

Piper felt her cheeks turn pink as she looked away, "Yeah."

"Aww, that's so sweet. What happened exactly that would make you think he hates you? Logan couldn't hate anyone." she said.

"Well, last night I watched a movie with the guys. Kendall said you had an audition."

"Yeah, I totally would have been there. It sounds like it was…eventful." Jo smiled.

Piper rolled her eyes, "Well, they decided we'd watch one of those stupid Chucky movies. I hate those movies. Anyway, one by one the boys went on to bed leaving me and Logan. Well, we were talking and then we ended up kissing and then we laid down and continued kissing and then I completely 'effed up and started messing with his shirt and then I slid my hands up and had them on his abs. Oh, it was a disaster. Then, I apologized and told him he probably thought I was a slut and then I left crying. Yeah, big disaster."

"Aww."

"Stop saying that!" Piper said, "This is so not cool!"

"He probably doesn't. Logan is one of the nicest guys I've ever met." Jo said, "He'd never think that."

"I know, but I still messed up. I left, and now he probably won't talk to me. He'll either think that I'm a hot mess or that I don't put out."

"You just said that he'd think you were a slut." Jo said, "Even if that were true and all that about not putting out, Logan isn't that type of guy."

"Well, still…"

"Wait, you said it had to do with your phone ringing. Has he been calling you?"

"Maybe."

"Piper, he wants to talk to you! Answer it!"

"No, I'm too scared."

"Come on!" Jo said, "You've got to talk to him."

"Well, unless we can talk face to face…"

"Then go to 2J and talk to him!"

"Not in front of the other guys."

"Well…"

Jo was cut off by her phone ringing.

"Any kind of guy you want girl, that's the guy I'll be. Turn myself upside down. Yes, I will. Yes, I will."

Piper groaned at the song putting her hands to her face.

"Sorry," Jo apologized, "It's Kendall."

Piper watched as Jo smiled widely as she answered the phone.

"Hey you." she said.

Jo's face then turned to one of confusion and then to a cross between amusement and mischief, "Okay, I got it. See you at eight thirty."

"What was that about?" Piper asked.

"Do you want to go shopping?"

"I've got rehearsal. Griffin's picking up my demo today." she said, "Then, I have to rehearse for a performance on some talk show."

"Well, when does that end?"

"Five thirty." Piper replied.

"Good." she said, "I'll drive my rental car over there and pick you up, and we'll go."

"Okay," Piper laughed, "I'll make sure to call and make sure my credit card isn't shut off."

"Yeah, that might help." Jo nodded.

"Well, I'm going to get ready for rehearsal. Hey, will you drive me. I don't want to ride with the boys." Piper said.

"Yeah, that's cool." she said, "I'll be up in a second."

"Okay." Piper said as she walked off.

As soon as Piper was out of sight, Kendall slid into the lounge chair beside Jo.

"Phase one a go?" Kendall asked.

"Of course" Jo replied, "Why the eye black?"

"It adds to the drama." Kendall said with a smile.

"Whatever, but Logan better be in position at eight thirty. I'm not good at lying or stalling." Jo said.

"Fine."