"LUUUUUUUKE."
"Yeah, so I think that song is really strong lyrically....."
"LUUUKEEEEYYYYY!"
"I can see this one being a single."
"OH LUKEY POOKIE!"
"You think so? A song I wrote, a single?"
"Amnesia was...."
"LUCAS!"
"Jesus Christ can you shut her up?"
"Luke!"
"WHAT?"
Whirling around I watched as Mason flounced into the living room where Ashton, Calum, Michael, Dave Grohl and I were sat writing.
"Why did you yell at me?" she questioned with a pout.
"Because I'm busy and you're interrupting." I grumbled.
Rolling her eyes she crossed over to me and sat on my lap.
"What do you want?" I demanded.
"I'm going shopping." She giggled, "Where's your card?"
Sighing I reached into my pocket and pulling out my wallet removed me debit card and handed it to her.
"Thank you!" she breathed before kissing me on the cheek and rising to her feet.
Suppressing the urge to wipe her kiss away I watched as she skipped out of the room.
"You are so whipped." Calum muttered, "It's sad."
"It's pathetic." Ashton added.
"Disgusting." Michael concluded, "Can you dump her please?"
"I don't know how." I muttered.
"Go tell her you're done!" Calum cried, "Hurry before she spends anymore of your money!"
"Like right now?" I whispered.
"Right now!" Dave said, grabbing me by the harm and hauling me to my feet.
"What if she cries?" I questioned frantically.
"Offer her a tissue for the road." Calum replied, standing up and pushing me out of the room before closing the door shut behind me.
Running my fingertips through my hair, I took a deep breath as I gathered my thoughts before slowly making my way through the house to the kitchen where Mason was stood drinking a glass of water.
"Oh hey Lukey!" she greeted, lowering her glass, "Come to say goodbye?"
"No." I mumbled, "Well yes, actually but...not in the way you're um..."
"You okay?" she questioned.
Taking a deep breath I looked down hard at the floor.
"What's the matter baby?" she asked.
"Mason." I sighed, "I think.... You and me...I... You and I, we're not... the two of us, we're not Brad and Angelina."
"I know silly." She giggled, "We're Luke and Mason."
"No." I sighed, "We're like.... Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon.... UH...Kris and Bruce Jenner....Tom Cruise and Katy Holmes...."
"Luke all of those people are divorced." Mason said slowly.
Forcing a smile I nodded.
"What the FUCK are you trying to say?" she whispered.
"I need space." I mumbled, "You and me...I... we're...."
