Piper's POV
Kendall is a dead man.
I wasn't sure if I said that out loud or not, because the whole club was chanting "Big Time Rush!" Hmm… I wonder if the lead singer's sudden disappearance would cause any problems for them…
Snapping back to reality, I stumbled along in my stilettos as James pulled me through the crowd. He stopped suddenly, causing me to run into him. Ow.
I peered over his shoulder to see what the delay was.
Now I'm not sure, but it could've been the tall blonde who he was sucking face with. Just a thought.
I yanked my hand out of his. The girl pulled back a little, smirking at me.
"I'm so glad we're back together."
At least that's what I thought she said, considering I had already started backing away. Right before I stormed off, I saw that James turned around looking 1.) dazed and 2.)for me. Oh, I'm sorry! Did I interrupt you hoovering your girlfriend? Let me just leave so you two can make beautiful, overly-tall babies that you'll name after your conceited selves.
"Is James here? Come on up dude" DJ Mom Jeans said into the microphone. I'm sorry. James is kinda busy right now. Please take a message.
I ran off towards the parking lot with the knowledge that the guys on stage were watching me… and so was the asshole that I was using as a chair a few minutes before.
It took me until I got to Kendall's car to realize I was crying.
Stop it Piper. What did you expect? For Mr. Big Time Hollywood to propose or something? You're ridiculous.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps and heavy breathing. I didn't even bother trying to walk away, because I knew he'd outrun me, even if I took the time to take off my shoes.
"Piper…"
James grabbed my arm and tried to pull me in for a hug. Nuh-uh.
I yanked it back, sending me teetering on my heels. James grabbed me by the arm again, whipping me into the side of the car with an audible thud. OW. Killing me wasn't going to solve anything. All he had managed to do was knock the wind out of me, slamming the mirror into my stomach. He stood up against me, sandwiching me between his abs and the car. I tried fruitlessly to wiggle out from between them.
"Piper, just give me a chance. It wasn't what it looked like." Of course it wasn't. His conscience should really stop trying to cover it up with cliché, overused words and let James speak for himself.
Desperate to get away, I slid off the stilettos, kicked them to the side, and let my legs give out. There was just enough room for me to pop out between his legs and the bottom of the car. I tried to run, but part of my shirt got caught in the door as I slid down, tearing it in the middle of my stomach as I pulled away. Kendall's car must have really hated me, because somehow I managed to cut my face sliding down the side of it.
James grabbed me by the waist and yanked me up, pinning me against the car again. He turned my face to see how bad the damage was. At least karma was playing fair tonight.
I stepped on his foot as hard as I could, and lucky for me, his knee shot up against the driver's door and made a crash that even made my knee hurt. The sound scared the crap out of me so I squeaked, as he groaned in pain.
I slid down against the side of the car again, a fresh set of tears rolling down my cheeks. I felt terrible that I hurt him, I was overwhelmed, hurt, confused, and just plain sad.
Kendall's POV
I ran out of the club to go check on Piper, knowing that James probably got there before I could. Logan and Carlos had stayed behind to smooth things over.
As I got closer to my car, I could barely make out James's hand on Piper's face. I heard a bang, and suddenly, James's hand was off her face and she slid down the side of the car.
They hadn't been talking until now.
"Holy crap, Piper. Don't start crying again! All I wanted was for you to listen!"
I took off towards the car. Yeah, part of it was to check on Piper…
But most of it was to go beat the crap out of James.
"Why the hell did you just hit my sister?"