Blurred Lines

~Plot Twist~

The Next Day- Kalani's POV:

The day started off slow and simple. Everyone was in a good mood, we all sat down and had breakfast without any arguments or smart remarks, we even watched a movie. The boys were getting along for the most part, which is surprising because they love to argue with each other.

But of course they had to start as soon as it was time to get ready for the barbecue. I thought they could keep it together until after, but I should've known better than that.

Brandon was pissed off because Nick and Ausitn kept fighting, Tristan was aggravated because Taylor kept calling him and telling him he couldn't embarrass her and I was stuck in the middle of it all.

It was almost time for us to go and they weren't even dressed. Well, Brandon and Tristan were but that was only because they were actually listening to me. Nick and Austin were still in their clothes from earlier this morning and it didn't seem like they were going to change anytime soon.

I had begged and pleaded with them to stop arguing but they wouldn't listen to me. They're so damn hard headed.

"Doll, can't we just leave them here?" Tristan asked from his seat on the couch. I sighed before shaking my head. I'm about to maim the other two.

"Just leave them here, baby. We'll be late if we wait another minute." Brandon said. I groaned before stomping upstairs to get the other two. They have one time to piss me off and I promise I'll beat them.

"Your mother should've kept her fucking legs closed!"

"At least I have a dad!"

"An abusive one!"

"So!"

"Bet he wanted to kill your ugly blonde ass!"

"I bet your stepfather wanted the same thing for you!"

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

"No, fuck you!"

"No, fuc-"

"STOP IT!" I yelled. They were about to drive me crazy! It's been like this all freaking morning. They just keep going back and forth. I don't even remember why they started arguing in the first place.

"But-"

"Both of you will get dressed and be ready in 5 minutes! If you are even a millisecond late I swear I will NEVER say a word to either one of you again." I said before I turned to walk back downstairs.

"AND YOU BETTER LOOK LIKE SOMETHING!" The sound of footsteps rushing around was all I could hear. I smiled to myself before joining Brandon and Tristan on the couch.

"We could still leave them." Tristan shrugged.

"No, and don't talk to me." He tilted his head before placing his hand on my thigh, right above my knee.

"Why are you mad at me, Doll?" I looked up at him and glared.

"Because I can be, now stop talking to me." I mumbled before pushing his hand off my leg. He rolled his eyes before wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into him.

"Stop it!"

"Sorry, can't hear you." He whispered before he kissed all over my face. I couldn't help but laugh a little bit, he's just so goofy.

"Move T! We need to get going!" He chuckled before finally letting me go. I grunted and quickly fixed my hair. I hadn't done too much with it, just two braids and my edges. I really need to go and get my hair done though. I'm tired of messing with it everyday, it takes too much time.