SWEET || MASON THAMES

Van Gogh 2.0

After editing that video and uploading it I go down stairs to get something to eat. While walking past Miguel's room to get to the stairs I hear loud laughing. I ignore it and continue walking in the direction I'm going. About five seconds after I enter the kitchen Miguel and Mason walk in laughing like maniacs. I stare at them while holding my bowl of grapes. Miguel then walks by and grabs a handful from my bowl. I smack his hand causing him to drop them "mine, get your own" I say walking to the opposite side of the island.

He holds his hand in pain and glares at me. Mason then walks and stands by me "hey bel's"

I look up at him "hey noodles"

As I'm distracted Miguel gets in between us and snatches my grapes out of my hands and stars running up to his room. I start running after him  and yell out "YOU ACTUAL BITCH IM GONNA THROW YOU DOWN THE STAIRS." He makes it to his room and slams the door shut. I crash into the door. I start knocking repeatedly on it. "OPEN THE DOOR MIKEY" I yell out while still knocking and trying to get it open.

He yells back "NO" and I can hear is uncontrollable giggles.

"YOU DO REALIZE MASONS STILL OUT HERE." As soon as I say this Mason walks up behind me. He leans is shoulder against the wall.
"I'm breaking this fucking door down." I start backing up.

Mason looks at me with a serious face "Bella"

I mock him "Mason" I tilt my head.

He maintains that serious look "no"

I look him up and down in a judgmental way "yes" I say while backing up more. As soon as I do he grabs me by my waist. I look up at him "ay pendejo let me go"

He looks down at me "what did you call me?"

"eres gringo, no entiendes español" I say while smiling now.

He looks at me in total confusion "I have no clue what you just said"

I keep smiling "it doesn't matter just let me go"

He looks and smiles slightly "as funny as it would be to see this go down you're gonna get smacked into a different dimension by your mom"

I look at him with an expression of defeat "ok fair point"

He begins to laugh "come on theres more grapes down stairs" still holding me he leads me downstairs.

I groan and follow him. Once we get to the kitchen he lets me go and I shrug "I'm not hungry anymore"

He looks at me and rolls his eyes. He takes out a bowl from the top cabinet, opens the fridge, gets the grapes out, places them in the bowl and washed them. After he's done with this whole process he hands them to me "there" he says smiling.

I look up at him and try my best not to smile keeping a blank, serious face.

"Seriously." I still don't move. He grabs both my hands and places the bowl in them. I eventually break and start smiling. He starts smiling with me "now you don't have to push Mikey down the stairs."

I look up at him "I'm still gonna do it, just for kicks and giggles now" I smile while popping a grape into my mouth "but thanks noodle."

"Mhm" he smiles as we both begin to walk out the kitchen

I walk towards my room and as I do so I can faintly hear Mason telling Miguel to let him in. I laugh and shut my door.

TIME SKIP

I'm laying in bed tossing and turning. I can't sleep so I get up and decide to paint something. Usually painting calms me so maybe it'll help. I go downstairs to grab my cup I usually put my brushes in. I try and be as quiet as possible since everyone is asleep. I walk down the stairs, grab the cup fill it with water and make my way back up the stairs. I slowly close my room door and set the cup down next to all my supplies. As soon as I sit down I hear footsteps. I turn my head towards my door. The person then knocks on the door. I answer "yeah?"

The anonymous voice then responds back "bel's can I come in?"

From the person calling me this nickname immediately I know it's Mason. I sigh in relief knowing that it's not some serial killer "uh sure." He opens the door and walks in. I looks at him "did I wake you? Sorry if I did"

He looks at me "no you're good, I just couldn't sleep"

I smirk "we're you two cuddling on the bed?" I start laughing.

"Shut up" he says while pulling up an extra chair I have in my room and sits next to me. He looks at my canvas. I currently have a sketch of the night sky and just need to a couple more colors. While I'm contemplating on what colors to use first Mason starts to talk "that's so good oh my god" he continues to look at the canvas in amazement.

I turn my eyes back on my canvas. "Oh thanks, I've been working on it for a while"

He keeps looking at the canvas as I begin to mix paints. "Damn I didn't know you were this good"

"You seem way to surprised that I honestly don't know if I should be offended" I let out a small laugh.

"Sorry it's just wow, really good" he moves closer to get a better look at the canvas.

"Well thanks" I turn my focus back to my painting.

He looks at me "for someone who's crazy and basically on crack for most of the time you can be really calm"

I stop painting and look back at him with my eyebrows raised "don't get used to this I'm only calm because I don't wanna wake anyone up, I'll be back to my usual crack head self in the morning" I say smiling with the paintbrush in my hand.

He rolls his eyes "how wonderful"

"Yeah know" I smile cheekily.

"Ok but in all seriousness you're painting is so good"

"Why thank you, honestly just call me Van Gogh 2.0" I say in a joking, sarcastic tone while smiling.

He looks at me confused.

My jaw drops as I get my paintbrush in the cup full of water. "don't say you don't know who Van Gogh is because I will lose all sanity" he says nothing but by his facial expression I already have my answer. I get out my phone and look up a picture of "A Starry Night" I show him my phone "you've seen this before right?"

He looks at the screen "oh yeah I know the picture I just never knew who made it"

I still look at him in shock "you know what I'll let it slide, but still he's my favorite artist and basically inspires me to do art." As I'm speaking I accidentally make eye contact with him. I stop talking as my stomach starts to feel weird. I disregard it and just say "but enough about that, we move on" I turn back to face my canvas and continue painting.

Mason and I continue to talk as I paint and he sits beside me. It feels nice having him here. I don't know why but it just does. I can actually talk to him about anything, like movies, shows, music, the acting business, and just have deep conversations with him. After about three hours he goes back to Miguel's room and I lay down in bed finally being able to fall asleep.

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Authors note:
Bella and Mase are getting close🤭 and I want grapes now...