sorry it took so long to get my chapter up! i was battling strep throat, studing for finals, preparing for my piano recital tomorrow (EEP!)

anyway, no worries, here's chapter 13!

POV: Kendall Knight

Breathing through the pillow was a little hard, but it had a lot of Destinee's scent in it. She smelled like strawberries and watermelon and… sugar. She smelled like paradise.

"What time is it?" I asked, my voice muffled.

"I don't know where the waffles are," James replied.

I lifted my head slowly from the pillow and glared at him. "Go. Away."

"Why?"

"Because you're a heartless bastard."

"Fine!" He started going through the door.

"Wait, James!"

"What?" He turned around, a fierce look in his eyes.

"Where's my shirt?"

"Destinee has it." Then he left.

Stacie came in with a bowl of oatmeal in her hand.

"Is that for me?" I asked.

"Yeah." She stepped closer and dumped it on my head.

I just stared at her. "What was that for?"

"For sleeping with your cousin, who is actually my cousin, too!"

"Nothing happened."

"Then why don't you have a shirt on?"

"I'm a guy. I never sleep with my shirt on."

"You're difficult."

"It's a gift."

POV: Emma Miller

I peered in the bathroom mirror while Lee was in the shower. The steam was slowly fogging up the room.

"And kind of guy you want, girl, that's the guy I'll be!" Lee started singing.

"Don't you know any normal songs?"

"WAKE UP IN THE MORNIN' FEELIN' LIKE P-DIDDY-"

"NO!"

Lee started cracking up and turned the water off.

I didn't look when he came out and tied a towel around his waist to cover his… lower parts. His hand reached over and wiped a circle in the foggy mirror.

"Aww… look at you," he murmured.

I cringed. "Gawd, I'm hideous!"

"No, you're not. You're beautiful." He kissed my cheek. His lips were warm. Or maybe the warmth was just me blushing…

His hand cupped under my chin, turning my face towards his.

"Lee, you could've just asked if I could turn my head for you," I said. "I'm perfectly capable."

He smiled. "I know."

His hands went to my waist as his lips pressed to mine. It was as if someone lit my insides on fire. He'd kissed me so passionately that if I died right then, I really wouldn't care.

Somehow, I ended up with my back pressed against a wall. Lee's mouth was on my neck, slowly inching up my jawline.

"Oh, crap," he muttered. "I almost forgot…"

"Forgot to get dressed? Yes, you did." I touched the towel around his waist.

"No, I mean that Griffin's hearing our songs today. We might make it!"

"I know!"

He picked me up and spun me around a few times. "We're gonna be superstars!" He put me back down and moved to kiss me, but I put a hand in front of his face.

"Get dressed first."

"Fine," he grumbled, and walked out of the bathroom, letting al the steam out.

POV: Carlos Garcia

Okay, I told her. I finally told her. The words have been waiting to roll off the tip of my tongue for a while now.

I didn't care what Kendall said. I'm not going to break her heart. I'm 95% sure that she won't break mine. That's mostly sure, right?

God, Destinee's eyes are gorgeous. Have I ever mentioned that? Extremely gorgeous. Especially when they match the shirt she's wearing…

"Is that Kendall's shirt?" I asked, my hand brushing the sleeve.

"Yeah," Destinee answered slowly.

"Why are you wearing it?"

"Because Stacie said that it was cold and I had just a camisole on."

"But you were at your apartment," I challenged. "You could've gotten your own shirt."

"I was halfway out the door," she growled.

"He-ey," I heard Kendall say. He appeared in my doorway, shirtless. "Hey Carlos-" he nodded at me. "Hey Destinee-" he winked at her.

Mrs. Knight stopped by her son's side. "Kendall, stop flirting with your cousin."

"I'm not."

She started to walk away, but came back. "Kendall, why don't you have a shirt on?"

"Why, you checking me out?"

Mrs. Knight let out a frustrated sigh and left.

"Can I have my shirt back, Dest?"

"No."

What did she just say…?

"Why?" Kendall stepped into my room.

"It's comfy."

"I'll rip it off of you if you don't give it back."

"That's considered rape. And also, you'd destroy the shirt," Dest pointed out.

"You want me to show you real rape?"

"EW GAWD NO! JUST GET ANOTHER SHIRT!"

"Fine," Kendall grumbled, and walked off.

"I thought I could trust you," I said. "And then you go and get with my best friend."

"Carlos, I wasn't with him." I felt her hand on my shoulder.

"Well, you're wearing his shirt! That means something!"

"It was cold."

"You could've gotten your own shirt."

"But I-"

"Destinee, just leave," I said quietly, looking away.

"What?"

"Go away. Leave me alone."

"Carlos, are you… breaking up with me?"

"You could put it that way."

She was silent for a minute. "But… you just said that-"

"James told me to tell you."

"So… you don't love me?" Her voice was breaking.

"Now that you want to be with Kendall more than me, no, I don't."

I heard her get up and leave after kicking my chair.

POV: Kendall Knight

What's the best feeling in the world? New, clean, blue plaid shirt! Not yet washed, even better.

Right before I was going to flop down in front of the TV, Destinee ran out the front door. And I mean that chick ran.

So, I ran after her.

"Dest!"

I finally caught up to her right before she hit the stairs. "Dest!" I grabbed her elbow and spun her around.

Tears were running down her cheeks. "What?"

"What happened?"

"Carlos happened."

"Oh. So he-"

"Yes, he broke up with my, you potato-head!" She pulled out of my grasp and ran down the stairs.

I ran down after her, of course.

When she was almost at the bottom, she tripped and fell.

"Destinee!" I yelled. I jumped over a railing and easily skipped half of the flight. "Dest!"

The insides of her forearms were scraped and a little bloody, along with her knees.

"Kendall…"

"Dest, are you okay?" I asked. I pulled her up and helped her back to 5H. She was murmuring my name the whole time.

"I'm right here, Destinee," I nearly growled at me after a few minutes.

She finally settled down and I was able to leave her on the couch while making us lunch. I already had bandages around her forearms and band-aids on her knees. Call me almost-father of the year.

People migrated in and out of the apartment throughout the day, not caring to bother us. Stacie brought us dinner.

It was after 10 when Destinee fell asleep in my arms. I knew I was getting pretty tired myself. I kept telling my arms and legs to move, but they didn't want to leave Destinee's side.

Giving up, I just fell asleep there again. Being near Destinee calmed my nerves.

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