Luke's POV
"I'm telling you, she hates me." Arzaylea frowns, throwing her swimming suit on the bed. "She never talks to me and she talks to all the other girls."
"I'm sure that's not the case." I'm fed up with Arzaylea trying to bring me into this "girl drama". According to her, Mason and Liv have been nothing but mean to her. I haven't even seen them talk to each other since introducing them.
"Can you just talk to her? Tell her I'm your girlfriend and she needs to respect me."
"Sure," I shrug.
"Thanks, babe," she smiles and wraps her arms around my neck. "I love you." she kisses me softly.
"I-I, uh love you too." I force a smile, resting my hands on her hips.
"Mmm, alright baby, I'm off to the beach with Nia, Crystal, and Briana."
"Have fun!" I smile as she walks out of the room we share.
"Remember to talk to her!"
"I will," I sigh. I don't want to "talk" to Mason. I'm sure she hasn't been mean but still, I don't know Mason very well.
I open "messages" on my phone, finding Mason's name.
me: what are you up to?
mase the weirdo: I'm messing around with a song
me: ooo sounds fun ;-)
mase the weirdo: ok lemme rephrase that: I'm playing the piano on the roof
mase the weirdo: don't be dirty minded haha
me: okay, can I come up?
mase the weirdo: sure
me: great :-)
I climb the stairs to the roof. There she is, sitting at the piano, scribbling down notes and words onto a paper.
"What are you writing?"
Her head snaps up. "The song I have been working on with Calum." she shrugs. "You heard part of it."
"What do you have now?" I ask, taking a seat next to her on the piano bench.
"All of this." she runs her finger along the paper, showing me the words and their notes.
"I Know You Care? Who is this about?" I smirk.
"Someone," she says, color rising to her cheeks, "It's not important."
"Can I hear it?"
"Not until it's finished and on my next album." she winks, collecting the papers and making a stack. "Why did you want to come up?"
"Well, someone told me you weren't being kind to them." she looks confused as I speak.
"Who?"
I sigh, "My girlfriend."
"Oh, well I've only talked to her once so." she laughs, shaking her head.
"What's what I thought!" I stand up, relieved that Arzaylea was making it up.
"Yeah," she sighs then chuckles.
"What's your favorite song?"
"Is this going to become a thing?" she laughs, "You asking me about my favorite things when we are up here?"
"I guess," I shrug.
The sun is setting again, showing the beautiful colors across the sky.
"I like alot of songs."
"Pick one."
"I Miss You."
"Blink 182 or Adele?"
"Both."
"Good choice." I laugh.
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"Seriously? You ship Tay and Alex?"
"Luke, who doesn't?"
"Fine, I guess I kinda ship it."
"I've always wanted to sing "Kiss Me Again" with someone." she laughs, playing with her fingers.
"I've only heard that song like twice."
"Someday we should sing it."
"Maybe."
She starts to play the familiar chords of "Teenage Dirtbag".
"This is also one of my favorites." she grins. "So is "Island in the Sun". Those songs are bomb diggity."
"Her name is Noel." I sing softly. "I have a dream about her, she rings my bell."
"Got gym class in half an hour, oh, how she rocks in Keds and tube socks." Mason's voice sounds perfect in this moment.
"But she doesn't know who I am and she doesn't give a damn about me." I sing to her.
"Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me." We both sing together.
"Her boyfriend's a dick," I sing to Mason as she continues to play the guitar. "and he brings a gun to school. And he'd simply kick, my ass if he knew the truth."
"He lives on my block, and he drives an IROC, but he doesn't know who I am and he doesn't give a damn about me." Mason sings, closing her blue eyes.
"Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby." I sing.
"Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby. Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me." Mason smiles.
"Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what's she's missing. Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what's she's missing.
"Man I feel like mold, it's prom night and I am lonely, Lo and behold, she's walking over to me. This must be fake," I sing, looking out at the sunset, "My lips start to shake. How does she know who I am? And why does she give a damn about me?"
The guitar is no longer being played. I look up at Mason, but she's looking and something else. Turning around I find Calum with his phone in hand.
"Did you just video us?" Mason asks, in an amused tone.
"Yeah, I did." Calum smiles, "I'm gonna tweet it."
My phone buzzes and a Twitter notification pops up.
@Calum5SOS: found these two jammin in Bali @aMASEment @Luke5SOS *video attached*
I quickly retweet it.
"Mason, smile." I say taking a picture of her.
@Luke5SOS: found myself a new friend to sing with :-P *picture* (A.N. the picture above)
"Aw that's a cute pic, Mase." Calum coos.
"I like that, can you send it to me Luke?"
"Totally. Anyway, Cal why were you up here?" I turn my attention back to my friend.
"Oh, Liv was looking for Mason. I think we are all going down for dinner."
"Okay, sounds good."
