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This Means War

A/N: Heyyy Sorry if this kinda sucks i haven't wrote in a while and yeah. Hope you still like it though :) BTW connor's one is really long, didn't plan on that and i'm sorry if the other one are too short compared to it :S

Toby: "Come please, you said you would" he looked at you with his puppy eyes but it didn't change anything. "I'm not going." you shook your head, frankly tired of answering no to his question. Toby was getting your nerves lately and right now you were more pissed at him. "I'm not going to meet your family. I told you." You said angrily. " But you told me you'd come yesterday." You rolled with eyes. Can he just let it go? Probably not. " We'll we're today now and i'm saying no." He was pissed too. "Why don't just come? My family doesn't bite." You sighed really hard. "Gosh Toby you're exhausting. Leave me alone." You said as you picked up your bag and left his house. Riley: "Just let it go Riley" you screamed at him. Since you two had been going out you fought a lot about stupid things. You'd make peace really fast after fight. But now the fights were getting much more intense- it wasn't just about how was first at something- it was about trust issues. You couldn't take it anymore. "But who was that guy?" he asked you surprisingly calm. "None of you're business McDonough." You saw him rolled his eyes. "Why won't you tell me?" You firmly put your hand on the kitchen counter. "Don't you trust me? I told you it was nobody. You shouldn't even bother." "I just wanna know." " I told you to drop it Riley. I can hang out with who i want. You're not my father." he was really cranky now. " Only your boyfriend." "Look if you can't trust me i'll go and we'll never see each other again." You said harshly. "FINE." He said as your were walking out the kitchen to leave his house. " If you really wanna know, that guy was my cousin." Connor: " Why did i had to find out you were going on tour via twitter?" You felt like shit because you and Connor don't keep secret but you didn't know how come that occurred. " You were gone on vacation ad i couldn't reach you by your phone..." You passed your hand through your hair. You were walking around your living room making circles. " But why? I thought we didn't keep secret..." He was following you around trying to make you stop turning. "I don't know, i'm sorry." I finally stopped turning and on the couch. " But i don't .... You're leaving for how much time?" I looked him in the eyes and then he looked down. " Two months and a half" Your jaw dropped. " TWO MONTHS! This is so long!" You complained. "Can you stop complaining two seconds? Why can't you be happy for me?" You looked at him with big eyes. "I AM! I'M JUST BUMMED FROM ALL THIS STUFF! " you screamed at him. "THEN BE HAPPY AND SHUT UP." He screamed back. " DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP CONNOR!WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU ?" You were both screaming and you didn't know how it had ended up like this. "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU ? SINCE WHEN DO WE SCREAMED AT EACH OTHER?" You didn't want this. You didn't want to scream to him but it was hard not to. And then you realized it wasn't you. You weren't the kind of girl who screams at their boyfriend neither the type to make a big deal out of stupid things like what was happening now. "I'm sorry." you almost whispered. You felt tears starting in your eyes. "I'm sorry too." You both smile at each other. Braiden: "Can you please stop?" You asked him irritate. "What's wrong?" He asked you while his and your clothes in a luggage. "I mean can you stop taking care of me like i'm a child? I'm not 4." You took your shirt from his hand and fold it. "I'm just trying to help, you know?" You sighed. "It's annoying though. You stop stop." "Yes ma'am." He said so mechanically. "You should stop being so bossy, you." You look at him with your mouth open. He didn't just say that. "If you don't wanna go to NYC with me, tell me now! I don't wanna be stuck with you if you're like this." You were really harsh with him and you knew it but he was getting on your nerves with his father attitude. "Don't say that, you don't mean it." "I mean every single word." You fold your skirt and place his next to your shoes. "Then do it." He dared you. "Watch me." You said while throwing away your suitcase all over the bedroom floor. Thomas: "Stop touching my stuff." You hear Thomas across the room. "I'm just trying to clean a little bit." You saw Thomas pick up his phone and put it in his pocket. "Your parents were lovely enough to pass us the house for the weekend, the least we could do is to make it a little bit cleaner." "but that's not your job." You took pizza left over from last night and threw it in the garbage. "I'm just trying to be nice. And it could be nice too to have some help." "I'm not. Just leave it like that. It's not that messy." You took music sheet and piled it. "That's because you're a boy and you don't see things like a girl." " Yeah yeah," he nodded while texting. You took a towel and threw it a him. "Oh no you didn't." He stood up from the couch. "Help me clean now." You saw him run to you and once he caught you, he tickled you to death. You were laying on the floor, laughing. "I'm still not done with cleaning." You smiled. "Oh no... Guess i can't change you, after all."