"Get off your phone," I chuck a pillow at Calum. "Clam, you said you would watch Mean Girls with me."
He groans and rolls over on the bed. "I'm busy."
"Right, "I'm busy" my ass."
His eyes glance up at me from his phone. "Wow do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he smirks.
"You guys are rubbing off on me. Plus, I don't mind swearing as long as it isn't the f word." I shrug, picking up another pillow.
"Gosh, Mason! How to you throw to hard?" He asks, attempting to throw the pillow back at me. I easily dodge it.
"I have brothers," I roll my eyes.
"Greyson was right, you do hit hard."
"You should hit hard, I mean, look at them arms." I point at his arms. "How do you make them look like that?"
"I don't know, I just do my thing."
"Wow great advice." I roll my eyes, again. "Let's watch Mean Girls."
"I'm busy."
"Doing what exactly?"
"I am texting my friend."
"Carter, right?" I ask, remembering back to when I took his phone earlier.
"Yeah, she's actually a big fan of yours."
"Really? Send me her number."
"No, I don't want you to steal away my friends." he pouts, actually looking at me.
"Sheesh, bud." I put my hands up in defense, "Can we start the movie?"
"If you want to watch Mean Girls, go get Luke." he says, annoyed.
"I am not going to watch it with him." I cross my arms over my chest.
Calum looks up from his phone, but looks at something behind me. His facial expression changes. I turn my head to find him.
"I feel so accepted." Luke says in a monotone voice.
"You should," I chuckle. "Cal and I are gonna watch Mean Girls."
"I'm guessing I'm not invited."
"No, you're not." I say, moving so I could walk out the door. Before I could get to the door, Luke grabs me around the waist. My back is pressed up against his chest. I feel his breath on my neck.
"If you're watching Mean Girls, I am watching it too." he breathes.
"No, Luke, you're not." I attempt to wiggle out of his grasp. "And you need to let go of me."
"I like this position."
"Well, I don't." I wiggle again.
"Calum," Luke calls to the boy consumed in his phone, "take a video. Then send it to me." he chuckles. He looks at Calum's phone which is now pointed in our direction.
"This, my friends, is how to tame Mason Elise Prince." he grins at the camera.
This is going to backfire on him.
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"Damnit!" Luke yells, "Mason, that freaking hurt!"
Calum falls to the ground laughing. "Do it again!"
Right after he wouldn't let me go, I stomped on his foot, making him release me. He tried to grab me again but I fought him away by biting and poking him. He thought it was funny. It wasn't funny.
Calum filmed the whole show down. Luke said "let's have a dance fight". We had a dance fight. I won.
I said "let's wrestle". We wrestled. Luke barely won (only because he "accidentally punched my boob"). Which by the way, never touch a girl's boob. Ever. Unless she gives you permission. This boy messed with the wrong girl.
After he punched my mammaries, I went shit on him. I threw him to the ground. Who knew a five foot five inches girl could throw down? Well I can. Shoutout to Greyson and Jason for being abusive. Just kidding. Anyway, he ended up ripping his pants. I thought that was hilarious so he took that as an opportune time to tackle me to the ground.
While this was going on, Calum called Mikey saying "shit was happening" so of course Mikey showed up wearing his weird hat thing.
Ashton popped his head in concerned that the boys were hurting me. Behind him was Greyson and he assured Ash that Luke couldn't hurt me.
And this all brings us to now. I am currently pinning Luke down and spitting on his face.
"What the actual f***, Mason?" Luke whines, trying to get my saliva off of his face. He fails of course.
"Well now you can say you are swapping saliva," Michael says from the corner.
"You guys done with your pointless fight yet?" Ashton asks, looking at his watch. "You guys have fought for, uh, how long now Cal?"
"Approximately thirty seven minutes and forty three seconds." Calum reports from the bed.
"How did this even start?" Grey asks from the couch.
"Something about not letting Luke watch Mean Girls, then they thought it was fun and continued to fight." Calum shrugs.
"As fun as this is, Mason your soundcheck for the show tonight is soon." Greyson says. "Liv said you need to go to wardrobe right after."
I groan and heave myself off of Luke.
"Finally!" Luke sighs, getting off the ground. "I need sanitation!"
"I'm excited for tonight!" I grin at all of the boys in the room.
"Make sure it sounds live and feels live, little Masey Wasey." Ash grins.
"Be punk rock!" Mikey yells from the couch. "We love you Unicorn Butt!"
"Thanks kids." I laugh, then walk out of the room, headed towards the venue.
"We are all older than you!" Calum calls down the hallway.
"Don't care, Clam!"
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