*LUKE's POV*
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"What? You can't do that!" I nearly, just nearly scream.
"We can and we will," John says showing me a piece of paper.
I stare at the paper and realize it's our contract.
I gulp down a scream. I have to keep calm. I put my hands up and reply to them,
"Okay. First choice, now what?"
"Alright than. We're not asking for much. Just when you go out, you have to tell us. Is that too much?" Clark asks.
I don't say anything, just stare at the contract.
"So are you up for it or not?" Mary asks.
"Yeah," Araina speaks up.
"Okay than, you may leave now," Mary replies gesturing towards the door.
I take Araina's hand firmly and go out of the room, shutting the door with a loud thud.
"Lu..Luke? Are you... You okay?" Araina's voice trembles.
I don't blame her. I barely get this angry, but when I do...
"Yeah," is all I reply.
We walk into the elevator and go down to my car. Just as I am about to unlock the car, a guy comes up to us.
"Excuse me, but Miss Araina will be coming with us," he says.
"Oh get out of the way," I mumble and push him away with my hand.
"Lucas, it's part of the deal. There might be paparazzi," Mary says suddenly coming out of the building.
I hate her.
"What so I can't even drive my girlfriend back home?" I almost shout.
"Just this time. Me and Araina need to have a little... A little talk," she explains with a evil smirk on her face.
God I want to punch her in the face with a brick.
"It's okay Luke, you go," Araina says.
"What about your parents?" I question. I had never raised my tone this much.
I can feel the fury burning in me.
"I'll explain to them, go," she says.
I stare straight into those sea green blue eyes. The ones that made me fall for her.
I let go of her hand.
She stands a bit on her tip-toes wraps her arms around me and whispers into my ear,
"Don't worry, I can handle her. I've handled much worse."
Than she gets into Mary's car and goes off with her.
Honestly I don't trust Mary. I mean i never did really. She's just too I don't know... Much?
I open my car door and get on.
*~*~*~*~*
The bright sun streams through my bed and doesn't let me sleep.
I get out of my bed and walk clumsily towards the bathroom.
Before I even have time to get dressed my phone rings. I look through the clothes laying on my floor but it's not there. I look under my pillow, under my bed, but I can't find it.
It keeps ringing.
"Ugh! Where the hell are you?" I scream at my phone.
No answer except more rings. I go back to my bathroom to get my hair gel, and surprisingly my phone is there and ringing with 'Michael's' caller i.d.
I pick it up.
"What?" I say.
"Woah! Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today," Michaels voice answers back to me.
"Just say what you want," I snap back.
"Fine if you want it that way. Get you're ass over here, we're having a shit party over at my awesome house. Invite whomever the f*** you want. Bye," he says.
(Censoring some of the curses, yes)
He hangs up and I walk out of the bathroom.
I plop myself on my bed. Than I call Araina. I need to know what Mary told her. I just need to.
"Araina?" I say when she picks up.
"Hey," she says.
"What happened? What did she say?" I quickly question.
"Well someone's eager to know," she jokes.
"Yes, very eager. If you tell me, I'll tell you something as well," I bargain.
"Fine. She asked me how we met and like about what I want to do in the future. Nothing special," she explains.
"Nothing? Sure?" I make sure.
"Yeah, I'd tell you if there was anything. Now what was it that you were going to tell me?" She asks.
"Michael's having a party, wanna come?" I ask.
"Yeah definitely? Is it like formal?" She answers.
"Nah, just friends. The band and some others. Tell Titia as well," I tell her with a calmer voice.
"Okay than, send me Michael's address," she requests.
"I'll pick you up," I offer.
"Mary told me that you can't pick me up anymore. We have to meet up," she tells me.
"Oh my god! I will literally..." But Araina doesn't let me finish.
"Luke! I thought I told you, I hate it when you curse!" Araina exclaims.
"Okay... Sorry. I'll send it to you. So I have to call management and ask for permission, eh?" I ask trying to make her feel better.
"Yeah I guess. I'll talk to you later. Bye," she says and hangs up on me.
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