Kendall's POV

"Impossible."

The three of those idiots were staring at her butt. I barely noticed. Barely cared.

I was too hung up on the fact that she knew it. And liked it.

And the butterfly tattoo across her lower back.

I could barely form words as she stood back up. All of us were sputtering, trying to find something to say. But there was nothing to say.

Piper's POV

What were they looking at? All I did was say "Sure" and bend over to pick the ball up. Was there still a a tag on my bathing suit or something?

"P-Piperrr…" Kendall sputtered, lifting himself out of the pool.

"Um, yeah?" I replied, confused.

"P-Piperrr… Poolhouse…"

I obediently followed him, oblivious to the implications. By the time we got into the pool house, Kendall had figured out how to talk again.

"What the hell was that?" He sounded almost angry.

"What?"

"Waiting for everyone to look when you did the whole bending over thing! You know!"

"What are you talking about?" I was genuinely confused.

"You bent over all slow, and looked over your shoulder and what not! Go get dressed. I'm not letting you stay in the same house as James."

"Oh my god you think I was…. seducing him?" Nononono. Kendall was not going to play it like that.

Kendal started to get as confused as I had just been. "Um… Weren't you?"

"You idiot! My back's screwed up from getting thrown into a freaking car! I looked over my shoulder 'cause it got all quiet!"

"Listen. Calm down…"

"Are you freaking crazy? Don't tell me to calm down! If you accuse me of being some kind of hooker I'm gonna scream as loud as I want to! you're the one who grabbed this bathing suit and made me buy it!"

"Piper…"

"Screw you, Kendall. I'm leaving."

"Where could you possibly go at this time of night? You don't even have a way to get there! Be reasonable…" he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

I was already storming out, James on my heels.

He followed me into the house. "What just happened?"

"Kendall happened. Go get your keys."

"Um, okay, but it'd be nice if you told me why…" he whispered.

"You're taking me to his house. Now hurry up."

"But I thought you were mad at him? Why there?"

I turned around and looked him in the eyes, trying not to cry.

"I have no where else to go."

James looked lost in thought.

"I think I have a better idea..."