"What're you talking about?" Kendall said, tilting his head to the side, confused. I turned on my heels and started walking, fast. "AJ slow up!" But I carried on walking. What had I done? It slipped out. I hadn't meant it too. This seemed to be happening more frequently. Me getting angry and saying stuff I really didn't want to.

"AJ." I felt him grab my arm, so I stopped walking, but didn't turn around. I needed a second, so I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Be brave, I told myself. So I turned.

"What?" I said smiling weakly.

"What songs are you talking about?" He looked confused.

"What songs do you think?" I said quietly, avoiding his eyes.

"But Lucy.."

"Is a liar." I cut him off mid sentence.

"I fucking knew it! Bitch."He turned and looked out at the sea. "As if she could've written anything that amazing. Shit!" He laughed to himself.

"Amazing?" I said quietly.

He turned back to look at me, he wasn't laughing anymore.

"Why have you let her take the credit? You crazy?!" He said loudly.

"Don't yell at me! Can we sit?" I sat down anyway. I was exhausted. I could see this going into either a calm conversation or an angry shout match. I figured we couldn't fight sat down. So he sat next to me.

"Can you put my sweater on, your um, abs are distracting me." I said wide eyed. He laughed slightly pulling my sweater over my head and putting it on. Luckily it wasn't even mine, it was James' that id grabbed on the run out. I pulled down my basketball vest id been wearing to sleep, a little lower, it was way too big, so I pulled it over my knees as my shorts were rather skimpy and showing without the covering of James' sweater.

"So?" He looked at me, leaning forward, his elbow on his crossed leg.

"My dad offered me a job." I looked out at the sea. Kendall was beautiful, but I could tell this would be an embarrassing conversation. "He asked if I wanted to write some songs for you guys. He had found my like notebook in my room, which is surprising; I didn't even know he knew where our house was let alone my room." I added bitchely. I looked back at Kendall, expecting him to into really be listening, but he was, intently. He was staring at me, it felt like he was almost, looking inside of me, it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "I wanted to be involved any way I could. I mean, I've never had, friends." He laughed a little at that. "Shut up!" I hit him playfully. "I mean I'm almost like an army brat, I change schools all the time, when I arrive, before my seat is even warm, my dad's shot off to somewhere else and I'm carried along like excess baggage. I like spending time with you guys. I know firsthand that, the minute people get famous, they bail. Not just from my dad. I mean I had a group of friends, who I introduced to the company, they were so friendly, then the second they got a deal, I didn't exist anymore. I didn't want that to happen this time. Not again, not with...you. So I said yes."

"But you haven't said why you kept it a secret, let Lucy take the credit for your music?" He was looking at me more intently now, so I looked away. To my surprise he suddenly appeared, sat in front of me. "Don't look away." He said. My heart began to race.

"Like I said before."

"'Cause they're about me? Why would that matter?"

"Because, it's awkward." I looked down at my hands, and started playing with my bracelets.

"You make things awkward." He said. I looked up at him and he was smiling at me. "I take it as a compliment AJ."

"A compliment is something you give grandma when she's got a new sweater. It's not really the desired effect." I tilted my head to the side and smiled slightly. "But whatever."

"So, are you gonna come clean now?" He asked, his expression changing from a grin, to a more serious look.

"Why would I do that?" I asked, so casually Kendall's eyes went wide.

"Because, I know now?"

"James doesn't." He shook his head and laughed in disbelief and disgust. "Look I've almost ruined his relationship with her today. The fact that she writes the songs is the only string that's holding them together."

"But she's lying to him!"

"He loves her." I replied quietly. "I don't wanna be the reason for him not being happy."

"So you'll sacrifice your own happiness?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Dont you ever just, want others to be happy? Like, you have an opportunity to make them happy, I mean wouldn't you do the same?"

"Not if it meant I couldn't be happy."

"I'm happy when he's happy."

"But you're not. I mean, you hate Lucy and she's using your friendship with James against you, to 1 keep him and 2. Take credit for your work." He was getting angry, but I wasn't sure at who.

"Shit happens." I smiled weakly and looked back out at sea.

"You're so..."

"So what?" I said looking at him.

"Different." He reached forward and moved a strand of hair that had fallen in front of my eyes.

"To what?" I asked nervously.

"Iv'e just...never met someone like you." He tilted his head to the side and smiled. I smiled back.

He was totally intoxicating. And I was so addicted.

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