Piper's POV
I am such a loser.
He doesn't like you, Piper. He texted you. Called you a whore. Said he wished you'd go back to where you came from. Just forget him, already!
Way to be, Piper. Sleeping in James's bed because it smelled like him; hoping he might come in and take it all back.
"Knock, knock."
Kendall poked his head in the door, not really expecting me to answer.
"You okay, kiddo?"
Yeah, Kendall. Fine and dandy. Don't mind the fact that the pillows are soaking with tears! It's just decoration… Mhm. All the rage in Thailand.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his hand running up and down my back.
"It's gonna be okay, Piper… I don't know why you're so obsessed with him anyways…"
"Am not." I whispered it, sounding like a little kid.
"She speaks! Do you want to come downstairs and hang with us?" he asked with concern practically dripping out of his voice.
I pulled the covers over my head. He patted it before he walked away.
I could've sworn I heard Kendall say as he walked down the hall,
"Why wait for someone who probably won't be back…"
Carlos's POV
Three hours after Kendall came out, I went in.
"Piper? It's Carlos…"
The crying stopped before she answered.
"Your room's down the hall."
I opened the door slowly, not quite expecting the lump under the covers squished into James's pillows.
"I'm sorry Piper…"
"For what? For calling me a whore? For telling me how much you hate me? For using me? Oh, wait! I'm sorry! That was James wasn't it? My mistake," she cried at me.
"I'm just sorry." I wasn't going to tell her that she was blaming the right person. I mean, wasn't I the one who started it? James was obsessed with her a few hours ago… until I got to him.
That's why I was going to make a plan.
Well, tell Logan to make a plan, but I'd help!