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“You’ll scare a lot of them away if you act confident or intimidating. You’ve got an awesome body Mase. You did great with Ryan,” She stated, kissing him on the cheek. She leaned her head on him when they were in the cab. It was great to take advantage of these moments just to be this close to him. She smiled a little to hear him admit it. They belonged to each other. No other girl would get near him, not if she was around and she knew Mase would never go looking at someone else. She didn’t want another case of Prim and she didn’t want another girl finding him attractive as she did and trying to land on him.
When they first entered the airport, no one noticed. They were just ordinary people walking around. She wished they didn’t have to hide but that’s how it was in her life. He was sucked into her life and that was the price to pay to be by her. There wasn’t much privacy. She was just glad that he was handling this really well. It wasn’t until Mason mentions the gate that she remembered that the flight attendant would know-unless she never heard of her. Then, she was safe.
“Shoot, I forgot about the flight attendants,” She frowned “I’ll ask her not to. I just can’t handle our time together being wasted on paparazzi and cameras. You put us in first class, right?” Of course he would. She can’t handle anything less than first class and there was less people to see her if she was in first class. She never really handled airplane flights well. She was expecting for the piece of heavy hard junk to be beaten by gravity like it should be. Yea, she got all how an airplane can fly but it still seemed weird. Giant piece of metal can fly but people can’t. As soon as they gave their tickets, she recognized them. This was going to be hell of a flight.
“Please don’t tell anyone that we’re here,” She whispered to the attendant. The attendant locked her lips and nodded but looks like she was going to pass out. Charrie managed to pull up a smile and the woman looked like she saw a-oh that’s right, she was a celeb.
“I’ll give you my autograph, just please pretend act like we’re normal passengers,” She asked the woman. She nodded and Charrie gave her autograph quickly and they were free to go in. She was worried if people did find out. She would be bothered for the whole flight and who knows if someone may be stalking her and then follow her where her and Mason were going and taking pictures. She just wanted to have pure privacy with him. Once they got into the seat she was prepared for the heavy piece of junk to go into the air as if it was butterfly. Then the announcement came on about what to do in case of emergencies and such. Everything was fine until-
“Today we have a special guest-“They began. She sunk into her seat to hear her name. They did say to treat her like a normal person and not to bother her but she doubt that would be happening. Oh yea... The flight attendant probably couldn’t help herself by telling one other person that told another person that told everyone they knew. She turned to Mason apologetic.
“I’m sorry, Mase,” She frowned “Even when I drop work, it still follows me. I hope this doesn’t ruin the trip. I never liked the fame, I actually hate the fame.” There were things she couldn’t control. Once the plane was up in the air, she was already getting a headache from the loudness of the plane. What was worse that someone may come up to her. She knew that someone would, weather it was someone determine to see her or the flight crew.
Mason knew that Charrie thought he was attractive. That meant other girls would think he was too. Charrie was so sexy, every guy at the beach was going to get acid down their throats for sure. But he wouldnt do anything to harm them. He just hated when guys looked at his girlfriend. Charrie was really attractive in his eyes. "Dont worry. YOu made me work out more to be healthy and to be able to hold my own, which I am sure I can. I was able to hold my own against that jerkface Ryan. Ill be able to scare some scrawny guys away with this body" he joked and kept his arm wrapped around her in the cab.
(b "Of course IM possessive. You're my girlfriend, that means I am yours too. He loved the thought of them belonging to each other. Now that he was trying to change, he needed to look tougher than Charrie. LIke for guys to get to her, they were going to have to go through him. One bad thing was that she mentioned he was really weak all over the news. If something happened, he might end up getting hurt.
"Dont worry. YOu cover your hair, ILl wear sunglasses" he put on his shades and kept his arm around her waist protectively. Once they headed inside, he began leading them to their gate. No one in particular was looking at them, and no one was screaming out that it was Charrie. THe only thing he hated was all the hiding. She was known for her red hair and now that she was such a superstar, they had to hide all the time. "We're at the gate. Hopefully those flight attendants dont bring attention to us when she sees your plane ticket" he whispered softly, holding his baggage as he walked with her towards the gate.
WHen they were lining up to enter, he handed the woman his ticket and her eyes widened seeing his name. And then when she scanned Charrie's ticket, he bit his lip, hoping that she didnt say anything. All he wanted was to be able to just get into the plane and keep quiet. He didnt want all the paparazzi following them to their vacation spot either. In honestly, he didnt know how Charrie was going to stay hidden in all of those countries they were going to visit.
“Not really because I felt betrayed by you that time for kissing some girl and dating my best friend. Letting you win would mean I would be weak to give into a guy that all did was make me feel worthless. But now I know that was Prim’s fault and also parts of it was both of our fault. You might have if you tried to make me like you but neither of us bothered. We just fought,” She shrugged. It wasn’t until the day he came to the hospital when she had a coma and got shot for him that things start to really switch around. She learned that he cared about her more than she thought. That time, she really thought he’d rather have her dead but she was proofed wrong. She never wanted him to get shot again like that. She did what she had to do to leave him for three years so he didn’t have to get harm. Although, a lot of damage was done being separated but at least they fixed that up. Now, they just had to spend more time with each other and learn how to be with each other without getting frustrated for bad reasons.
“Yea... I know it doesn’t sound like me. I tried once before but it just didn’t work out. I’m not good at that kind of stuff,” She sighed disappointed and then laughed “Okay, I promise I won’t experiment on you either.” It was only fair. She didn’t expect anything living to eat anything she created.
“We’re going to need to replace the kitchen a lot if I’m practicing,” She stated “But I’ll try. If you think I can do it, I will.” Besides, she really wanted to learn how to make desserts. The rest, she didn’t care so much about. She just wanted to eat sweet things. As they got packing she actually thought of other girls looking at him. Mason wasn’t like when he was an alcoholic. He was really attractive. He’d have some girls staring at him in a minute.
“Damn, I should have made you work out less;” She sighed and then smiled “I’m glad you’re only for me. You and your acid!” It would be funny to watch but she did have fans. Some of the fans were guys and it wouldn’t be good if Mason got the wrong the idea. She trusted that he won’t. She picked out ‘my ’ Charrie.
“You sound possessive,” She stated but just laughed “I don’t mind. I’m a little possessive of you too. You’re mine and if any other girl gets close to you I can do many things to them.” She decided to handle her bags. They weren’t that heavy. They got downstairs and he helped her placed the bags in the trunk. She went inside the car and then remembered that she should make sure people don’t recognize her in the airport. She got out a zipped hoodie. If she covered her hair, than it would be fine. People tend to recognize her for her hair. Once they arrived she put the hood on.
“Let’s not attract attention. If people know who I am it won’t be so great, especially if they’re on the same long flight as us,” She reminded. She got out of the car and started to get the suitcases out. Once they headed inside the airport she still kept the hood on. She should have just got temporary hair dye. She was pretty sure she could find it somewhere around the airport to do it quickly but she was too lazy for all of that.
"So if you told your old self that I would win your heart you wouldnt be happy? Well that's a shame. I dont know what I'd to to my younger self, but I still think he has the power to make you like him" he chuckled at the thought of her being so upset by it. In their past, she took it just fine, but that was because he saved her life, and he was there beside her.
Mason always knew Charrie could do what she wanted. How could she not? Whenever she set her mind to something, she was able to just own it. Whether it was beating up her competitors, coming up with plans to destroy him....she did an amazing job with both. Not to mention how hard she worked for making her first film. And all that hard work had become a huge hit. Now she was famous and everyone adored her. That part Mason wasnt really too thrilled about. SHe would sign autographs and males would always be after her. He understood she was an icon, but he still felt as if he had to share with the world sometimes. That's why this vacation was something they both needed.THey needed to spend time and make the other feel so special, more special than anyone else around them.
"You were going to cook? That sounds unlike you Char, but I really love the idea of you cooking for me. Maybe just not the food. I dont want to be the end result of a bad experiment. If you dont experiment with me...I wont do the same to you" he laughed at how ironic that was. Apparently experimenting with each other was one of their rules. "DOnt worry. I bet if you just try hard enough, you can do it. Just watch your food, dont let it burn" he smirked at the thought of all the burnt food she's made in the past.
But once Mason finished packing all of his belongings, he held onto the handle and placed it out into the living room, smiling up at her in excitement. "You're right Char. I dont want any other guys seeing you on our trip in a bikini. THat's not good. But then again....I know the girls will be staring at my shirtless body after the workouts you've been helping me with...." he pondered the thought and he stuck out his tongue. "You know my eyes are only on you. If other guys have their eye on you, Im bringing the acid!" he muttered, holding the baggages as he called for a cab to the airport. "A week with just my Charrie. It sounds unreal!" he held her hand in his and walked her out of the apartment towards the cab, helping to place her bags in the trunk as he sat inside.
“Oh yea, I definitely remember that you were the perverted one, you still are at times. I think if I told my old self that, she would be upset that you’d win her heart,” She sighed. The past was gone and now they had to stick to the present or even future. Focusing on past things never did much good, not unless it was looking at it to be better. This time they had to focus on the balance between them and how they treated each other. It will be fixed and they will get over it. No matter how hard it is.
“I was thinking of trying to cook today but I don’t think it’s a good time for me to experiment and see if I don’t burn anything. Maybe when I have time, I’ll try to learn.” She bit her bottom lip. She only tried to make it cook faster and then always arrive at the wrong time to turn it off. Maybe, if she actually paid attention to it, she wouldn’t be so bad.
“Ha, of course. It’s always the same thing. Our parents still haven’t changed through the years. How long do you think our mom’s are going to continue with this? Until it actually happens? What if it doesn’t? You think if I completely changed how I look in a way you’re dad didn’t recognize me and told him I was your new girlfriend, he wouldn’t hate me as much as he hate’s my dad?” She wonders but wouldn’t go far like that. Mostly because she didn’t like his dad so much, just as he hated her.
They had to finish up packing. Oddly, she wasn’t like every other girl who packed bunch of stuff with her. She had the money to go out buy most stuff in different places. Forcing to flee the country with practically nothing but Heath made her realize she only needed things that were sentimental or basic things for living. If she wasn’t rich, than she’d be packing a lot. And there was her perv.
“I won’t forget it. May I remind you, if you can see me in a bikini, every other guy around can too,” She smirked and then laughed “I was right, you still are a bit of a perv. As long as you’re not being perverted to anyone else, it doesn’t bother me as it did before.” She then moved to get everything set. She got some clothes, basic stuff she needed and maybe a weapon in her big luggage. In case anything was to ever happen, it could come in handy. She doubted it but it was better safe than sorry. Once she finished she came out with it to the living room and left it there.
“Mase, are you done?” She asked. It looked like he was done.
Mason knew that the reason for them loving each other was the fact that their mother's started forcing them to be together. It wasnt just that though. He started liking Charrie because he was always around her. They were always together, playing together, and just growing up together. They understood each other up until high school. You could say he wanted to thank his mother for bringing him so close to her, but at the same time, it wasnt their mother's thad made them love each other, they just did.
"If I told my teenage self that we were going to love each other.....it wouldnt be such a farfetched idea. I mean, we liked each other before then, and the fact that our war in high school was just based off of jealousy, I think things would still go the same way. After all, I was the perverted one remember. If I told myself that you would be my girlfriend in the future, I dont think I would have a problem with it. I mean I might dislike it at first.....who knows. BUt IM just glad I love you right now" he stayed beside her and didnt want to be apart.
When she said she'd try to change, he knew she would put an effort into it. He would be more outspoken and tell her how he felt, she should at least learn to be nice about it if she didnt get what she wanted. She usually did run on tantrums. "DOnt worry. I know you can do it. You can do anything really. Look at me" he yawned softly and drifted off to sleep.
After making breakfast, he sat beside her and he began to eat slowly. "No problem Char. This is one of the things I've gotten used to doing for you. I mean sometimes I dont want too, but today I just felt like making you breakfast" he smiled and finished off what was on his plate. "My parents? Oh...they just said the usual. My father wanted me to come back with a different girl, my mom wants grandchildren. You know" he smirked at the thought, but shook his head. HOnestly he was closer to his mother's decision really.
"You're right, let's get going then shall we? Pack a weeks worth of clothes! Dont forget the sunblock and your bikini. You know I love seeing you in basically nothing on" he winked and blew her kiss before he headed off to finish packing.
The rest of the day went rather smoothly. He was already dont packing as he zipped his bag shut. He then glanced down the hall to see if Charrie had finished.
They’ve been through a lot through their lives with each other. Well, most of her life was about him. If she never knew Mason, it would be being a complete different person because they stayed by each other since birth. Their mom’s set them up before they were born. She wasn’t too sure if she should thank her mom or be mad at her for practically forcing it. What if their mother’s didn’t force it, would it be the same? It wasn’t because of what her mom told her that she loved Mason. She didn’t really get caught up with her parent’s belief, not like how she was younger. She didn’t know of her dad knew that during high school it wasn’t because of him she got in war with Mason. He probably didn’t know. If he knew the real reason was jealousy than she had a feeling her dad would think he’s whole entire life is a lie.
“Neither of us wants to. So it wouldn’t happen. What do you think our teenage selves think if we told them they were going to love each other?” She pondered. They probably wouldn’t believe it at all. Completely discard it and keep going on with the war or even make it worse just to make sure something like that wouldn’t ever happen. She was glad it did. They did have to change some parts of themselves. You’d think the changing each other would come later on. She frowned but got what he meant. She couldn’t just get whatever she wanted.
“I’ll try not to,” She promised. She didn’t like being spoiled but she picked up a habit of it. It wasn’t so hard for a rich, famous girl to get what she wanted. If she asked for it, she got it. There was barely any effort in it. Once they called their parents to tell them, they went to sleep. She thought a little a bit about what her mom said. Over their years she usually filtered out what her mother said and take in her jokes. Her mom was never joking about it but Charrie just never took it seriously. It’s like how she didn’t take her dad influences seriously. It seemed that her mom was creeping back into her head as a kid. She just has to push it away again. She believed it as a kid but now she knew how reality could be.
She woke up and later on found Mason woke up. He made food and that always made her smile in the morning. She loved that he did this for her but she wondered if he was bothered by it. He would say something if he was, right? She sat in the chair at the kitchen table.
“Thank you,” She said and started to eat quickly. She wanted to go to that trip with him badly.
“What did your parents say when you told them we’re going out for a week?” She curiously asked “Probably the typical stuff. How you should break off with me, or have grandchildren, get married... When we get back, we need to talk to my dad and then yours. I don’t want them to start plotting to separate us. Who knows, maybe our dads will actually talk to each other to split us up.” Normally, she wouldn’t ask because she could get pretty close to what they were saying. Once she finished, she put the plate away. She stretched out her arms “We should be going. This is great! Vacation with a week with you. I hope we get to do this again.”
Mason knew that Charrie had to change as well. He had many problems, but he was trying his best to fix them day by day. And the more days that passed, the more words Heath said, it made everything seem like he had so much to work on. WHen he looked over at Charrie, he couldnt help but chuckle "I know you didnt mean to put me in the hospital, well maybe back then ya. I felt the same way too. All I wanted was to make your life as miserable as possible. If I felt just a little bit better, I thought I won the war, but it was this constant back and forth of hurting each other. Im just glad it's all over. I dont know what I'd do if we were fighting again" he shook his head sadly. THe thought of having another war with Charrie didnt seem possible. So much has changed. So many memories between them have happened. How could he just do something terrible and not feel bad about it. SHe was his best friend and girlfriend. If she was sad, he would feel bad, especially if he was the cause of it.
"I know you can change too Char. I have a much harder time with everything. Im sure a little more time together like this could help break bad habits, or these attitudes we dont want. Like the fact that you get everything you want. If I refuse to give something to you, dont get mad okay" he tested her out, smiling a little as he booked the tickets. When he told Prim, he could see she was a little angry when he mentioned her name. Biting down on his lip, he really hoped she'd be okay. She should feel happy. Prim was taking his place so he could be with her for a week.
When Mason finished with the tickets, he printed them out and kept them on the table. He then called his parents, telling them he'd booked a trip with Charrie. His mother was completely fine with everything, but his father was grumbling in the background. "Dont come back unless you bring a different girl home" he told him. "Honey! Dont say that. He meant dont come back unless you bring grandchildren" she smiled as Mason shook his head and hung up. His mother was always so cheery on the topic. Either way he was going and nothing would stop him.
WHen he crawled into bed that night beside Charrie, he had his arm wrapped around her waist as he slept peacefully. In the morning, he awoke to the sound of her voice. YAwning softly, he rubbed his eyes and sluggishly walked into the bathroom down the hall. He was still asleep, but as soon as he remembered what today was, he quickly showered and began packing his hygienic products, followed by his other items in the bathroom. He then rushed into his room, pulling out a rolling bag before heading into the kitchen to make some breakfast.
He made some waffles and eggs, placing them on the table for Charrie. He didnt mind cooking for her at all. He had become quite used to the fact that he practically fed Charrie like a husband and wife. Heck, they lived together like one. Mason never thought about marrying her, but the thought did cross his mind. If only they didnt have so many problems, and if only Charrie brought up the topic. "Breakfast is here Char. let's hurry" he smiled excitedly.
“I’m sorry about that. I didn’t me-yea I meant to put you in the hospital and maybe worse but now I get how wrong that was of me. In my defense, you almost scared me for life. We seriously messed up with each other’s life’s bad,” She pressed her lips together. She hadn’t thought about all the things they’ve done to each other back then anymore. All she knew is that they went really far and they were really angry with each other and it got worse with each year. It was a good thing they only had one war. She couldn’t imagine if there was a second one. It would be hell.
“I’m glad we don’t fight like that anymore. I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Honestly, we were really cruel toward each other,” She admitted. That was all over though. She would never go back to those days. They were so cold hearted toward each other. If they got emotionally hurt, physically hurt they’d just look away and enjoy it. Now, it was much different. If she watched him hurt, she’d feel just as bad.
“I wouldn’t,” She sighed “I trust that you will. Just how you stopped drinking and got healthy. It’s not just you Mase though. I need to change some things about myself too.” Things had to go great from now on. They deserved it. The world owed it to them. Sadly, most of the time the world didn’t seem to work for her. Just when things go right, some things go wrong.
“Yup!” She exclaimed. She’s never wanted to do something so bad. Taking a trip with Mason around Europe? It sounded perfect. They barely had time for each other and every time they did get close to each other something pulled them away. She’ll do her best so something like that wouldn’t happen again or at least not for a long, long time. She heard Prim and a little anger rose in her but remembered that he worked with her. She didn’t want to pick on him for talking to Prim. She really didn’t want him to get upset at her for it. He got over Heath, and she should do something about Prim but she had no idea if that was possible. Heath always helped out, Prim never did. It was complicated. She watched him book the tickets and the more seconds past by, the more real it felt. Oh, that’s right. She’s got to tell her parents. She got out her phone and dialed her mom. Her mother picked up and told her to have fun and kept on telling her how she might as well be married to him if she was going to go for a week. No matter how many years, her mother will never change. Her dad heard and he was yelling at the background saying it was an accident waiting to happen. She hung up and saw that he was just as happy to doing this.
She fell asleep, comfortably by his side. Sometimes, she’d just huddle up against him at night. She liked his warmth. She even did this when she barely got to saw him. They lived together, slept in one bed, dealt with each other when they were sick or having problems and now they were going a week off to spend time together. It sounded all great.
She woke up with sunlight hitting her face through the window. She forced her eyes to open and saw Mason still sleeping. She poked him, hovering above him.
“Mase, wake up. We got to pack,” She reminded him and then got up from the bed. She went into the washroom and then decided to pack some stuff while he was asleep. She thought about trying to cook but knew she wouldn’t be doing them any favour by trying. The last things he wanted was to ruin the mood by making burned food or if the worst came-burn the whole apartment down. She went into the kitchen anyways and drank some milk.
He was glad to hear that Charrie wouldnt kill anyone on purpose. And even if she did something, she wouldnt put the blame on him. That was nice, but there was no way he was going to let her go to prison either. If something happened between them, yes it was better for her to be in jail since he wouldnt be able to handle it, but he wouldnt allow it. He wouldnt hesitate to take the blame for her. The last thing he ever wanted was to see Charrie suffering like that. And usually she was only suffering because he brought it onto her. All of her suffering was because of him and he just felt horrible for causing her so much of that pain because of his own flaws. He just wanted to see her smile, to see her loving him like she does. When they were like this together, he felt like nothing could go wrong. He just wanted it to last forever.
"I know you wont hurt me Char. But I do know you'll keep doing those pranks. I probably will do some small things too, but dont worry. I wouldnt hurt you either. And I wont take that to my advantage either. It just makes me feel lucky that I wont get hit anymore. Back in our war I was always taking visits to the hospital" he shook his head and shivered at the thought, trying to get it out. But Mason would never ask Charrie to do something so stupid. He would only ask her to do things that would benefit them both. Maybe even just him once in a while. He was slowly getting there.
"Of course I wouldnt let you go. I mean...you wouldnt let me go. I know how hard it must have been to break up with me. But you were right. I needed to change....and I promise it's a slow process, but it'll get better" he smiled and kissed her cheek. It was all surreal. He still couldnt believe that Charrie had taken time off of work. For him it was pretty easy. Prim could always fill in for him. She didnt seem to mind it at all. He really wanted this time to just be with Charrie. TO get closer to her once more. It seemed like they always just drifted apart to become closer than they were before.
"I really like all of them. Maybe we can take a tour down France, Germany, Italy, and Spain?" he smiled at the thought of touring Europe with her. That would be amazing to visit a foreign land with his girlfriend. Who knows, maybe something could spark. They were miles from home, anything could happen.
"Ill book the tickets and Ill call Prim!" he pulled out his cell and he dialed Prim's number. He told her he'd be gone for a week and that he'd appreciate it if she covered him. Once he hung up, he then grabbed his laptop and began searching for flight for tomorrow night. "You should inform your parents. Ill do mine too. Then it's off to bed so we can pack in the morning" he booked the tickets online and then he grinned up at her. "We're all set! We're really going to leave the country and tour Europe!" he said excitedly as he hugged his arms around her and headed into her room behind her. THey lived in the same apartment, but usually slept in the same bed together. IT wasnt weird at all. Mason soon passed out and fell asleep rather quickly beside her. He as content, having CHarrie beside him again.
“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t actually kill people. Not if it wasn’t my life or theirs. And if anything, I’d make sure the evidence would point to me and confess that it was all me. You wouldn’t last in jail,” She frowned. She wouldn’t really last either but that’s why she wasn’t ever going to go to jail in her entire life. So far, she was clean since everything she’s done was out of self defense. If things went well, then who know how far it’ll go. This great feeling she had right now, she hoped it would last. It had to. Sure, they fought sometimes but it was all worth it for a moment like this.
“My threats on you will never work again. You already know that I won’t hurt you,” She frowned childishly “And now you know I’ll probably do whatever you want-well as long as it’s not something crazy. I love you Mase, but I would not jump off a building for you-not even if it was budgie jumping.” Of course, he’d never ask her something stupid like that. If he only knew that she would have done most of the stuff that he asked of her. He never bothered her asking her to do anything. He didn’t have guts to it before. She was just glad that he seemed to freely speak to her now. They haven’t been this close for a long time and it felt like it was just the first time they kissed again.
“You were right not to let me go. If you let me go than I wouldn’t be in a great state...” She admitted. She thought about it. They were actually going to spend a week off from their work and spend time somewhere together. She loved going on vacation. Laying down in the sun, getting a tan and jumping into the water, floating. That gave her another memory them when they were in college and she was floating in the water. Of course that came with the bad memory of Jake watching-but he didn’t take it as hard as she thought he would. Jake was long gone in her memory.
“We should go to...” She paused and a many places came into mind “Paris, or maybe Rome, or Greece? Or all of them. Well, actually it doesn’t really matter. I just want to have fun and spend time together.” They were going to take a week of with each other. It still didn’t hit her. The only tie she’d thought she’d take a whole week off from her work is if it was on a honeymoon. That’s skipping way far ahead but it was just a vacation, so it wouldn’t count.
“Want to leave tomorrow?” She asked and remembered something “I have to call Sarah and tell her I’ll be gone for a week.” She brought out her cell-phone, told her and hung up before she could be yelled at and called irresponsible. Charrie wasn’t irresponsible, she was known for being responsible. She just wanted a break from all of it for once and she didn’t care if that harmed her career at this point. She cared if she didn’t spend enough tie with Mason that they’ll fall apart. She glanced at the time.
“We should go to sleep,” She stated and smiled excitedly “I really can’t wait. I want to go so bad with you. I haven’t felt this excited about anything since I first released my movie. I haven’t been on a plane for a long time too. I can’t believe that we’re going to skip a week of work.” She should really go to sleep because of all that happened today, she was tired out. When she didn’t get enough sleep she either talked too much or was slightly on the grumpy side. She decided to go to sleep and for once she could sleep without any worries on her mind. If a dream appeared, it would be a good one.
When she said she'd take a week off of work, he couldnt believe it. Charrie was the only one who was always busy with her movies and her interviews and talking with new actors. She was really going to take a week off of her busy schedule to be with him? THat just about made him the happiest man alive. Charrie really did love him and he didnt doubt her one bit. It was just the fact that the past few days have been so hectic, he wasnt able to even get a hug or kiss from her. Starting with that Ryan guy coming over. It was the first time he realized that he could stand up to people. It was the first time Charrie wasnt there to protect him. ANd thanks to that, everything just turned in the right direction for him.
"Im not going to let you kill people with my chemicals. You wont be the one blamed. It would be me. Im the one who would make the concoctions, so technically I had the motive" he shook his head and smiled at the thought of changing her father's mind. He really did want her father to approve of him no matter how hard it was. Maybe he just had to keep this attitude up and then Mr. Danny would realize that he wasnt such a bad guy.
But the best part about today was the fact that he had earned some kind of magical power. Charrie was going to sit on his lap just because he said so. This was amazing! When she sat on his lap, his arms wrapped around her waist, leaning in to brush his nose against hers. He heard what she was going to do and then he chuckled softly. "Harmless pain sounds just fine with me" he smiled lightly and then he leaned in, meeting her halfway. HIs lips traced hers for a long time. His arms wrapping around her waist, holding her close to his chest. He missed moments like this so much. It reminded him of when they were in the tree house. "I couldnt just let you walk out of my life. You've been there the whole time" he leaned in, kissing her forehead as he gazed up at her " So where should we go? SOmewhere tropical? Maybe a cruise?" he sounded as if they were going on a honeymoon. He just wanted to leave all this behind for a few days.
It seemed as if there was always something in the world that was against them. Weather that was their fathers, prim, each other, killers, addictions or their careers; they’ll make through it. If they battled for that long than they can make it longer. Hopefully, it was as long as she breathed. She couldn’t imagine her life without seeing him again. She already lived three years of hell and would never want to go back there. She was glad to hear he would take it off but just hoped that it wouldn’t get him in trouble. She was going to take it off too. She didn’t really care if she got in trouble. She’ll let Sarah handle a lot of the things.
“I’ll take a week off too then,” She insisted and felt his lips against hers. She loved his touch. They got out of the apartment and he was holding her hand. She held back tightly, not ever wanting to let go. They’ll get time to themselves this time. No one would be in the way. It was just like at the tree house where no one could find them. Not a single person could bother them or interrupt them being together or making love. She laughed that he actually understood she meant it.
“Damn, I was really hoping to go for the kill,” She sarcastically spoke and smiled brightly at him “Hmm... Maybe chemistry is not so bad when I’m using it against people.” As long as those chemicals were never used against her, she was fine. She doubts that anyone would mess around with them if they heard her threat. She was pretty sure that there were going to talk about her image-innocent to not so much. It would be funny to watch. But that celeb world was far back into her mind. It was just like when she wasn’t famous and she could just be with him.
“He saw you as weak guy that’s always being beaten by his little girl. My dad isn’t completely heartless. He can’t help it liking a boyfriend that has the guts to stand up for our relationship. Oh, he wouldn’t kill you Mase. He’d shoot you, not kill you.” She assured. She loved her dad and she couldn’t wait until the time he accepted Mason as her boyfriend. He still saw Mason as some seductive monster that gave his daughter some magical potion to make him love him. The entered the apartment and he was already getting a little cocky. She moved toward him and sat on his lap, and faced him leaning in.
“Demand like that every day and I’ll punish you through harmless pain,” She whispered into his ear and then start kissed him at the nape of his neck. She leaned back and kissed him on his lips deeply for a good long time. Then remembered how this would turn up. She sighed and looked into his eyes.
“I’m glad you got some sense into you,” She quietly laughed “Or else we wouldn’t be together again.”
Everything around him seem to get better than it had been before. When he spoke to her father, he didnt even know where that came from. It was probably from the fact that he just was tired of all the fighting. He was sick of her father trying to kill him all the time for no reason. He didnt know who he was personally. He only saw him as the devil's son trying to steal his daughter away for good. Mason knew he was just trying to protect Charrie, but he also knew that Charrie would be miserable if he was shot and killed. All he wanted was for them to get along.
He was willing to give up days from his job just to take a break and be with Charrie. He didnt even care if the paparazzi followed them. He loved her, and who cares what the world thought of them. It wasnt going to ruin his career since he was a scientist, but also the rumors he didnt really care about either. It was clear Charrie loved him and no matter what fake stories they came up with, it wouldnt change that fact.
"I'll take off a week from work. The common cold doesnt need to be solved that early" he smirked and leaned into her, kissing her lips even more. When he glanced around, he found it best to rekindle their love inside of the apartment. So when he stepped out of his car, he helped her out, holding her hand tightly in his as he walked towards their apartment. He just wanted alone time with her. No work, no paparazzi, no Heath or Prim. Even though he was fine with Heath, he still wanted Charrie all for himself. He wouldnt let anyone have her, no matter how close they were.
"You just tell me when you want the acid Char. Ill gladly make some for you to pour down their throats. Nothing to kill them, maybe just give them a few weeks in the hospital. It would be painful to eat though" he chuckled at the thought of a guy getting in her face and her pouring down the acid. One thing he loved about her was that she didnt care what happened around her. She only cared about what was important to her.
"You think your dad respects me? Well still, even for a second Ill take it. I dont know how I did it, but I just wanted him to stop. It's crazy to think that he'd actually kill me" he shivered and walked over to the couch, laying back happily. "I demand that my girlfriend come over here and sit on my lap!" he tested out his new dominance, only joking, but it was true. He wanted her beside him.
To spend time with him without getting into a fight was all she could ever ask for. If this turned out right than they wouldn’t be fighting and just love each other. If things were clear with Heath, than there wouldn’t be any problems that would start with Heath again. Although, she wasn’t too sure about Prim. She’ll just have to try to handle it the best way as she can but she really didn’t know any way to get her rage over Prim and being friends with him. Of course, if anything were to happen that Prim did, she’d bring her down within a second. None of that would happen, though. It hasn’t happen for years.
“If I could, I’d spend days just with you,” She admitted. She didn’t want work to steal them away from each other. They still had to follow their career but tone it down and make sure they have time for each other. She didn’t want to be restricted so tightly to her career but it was hard because if she wasn’t working, she was out there with the chance of being taken pictures or videotaped of. She saw how Mason didn’t even react to the paparazzi around them. It made her feel more confident of letting everyone know and that he might just be able to handle being her world. She trusted him that he’ll get better but she also needed to get better. Just like how they got over their addictions.
“I can’t be happy if you’re not. Doing things for me once and awhile is fine but not every time. I don’t’ want you to one of those guys that do everything their girlfriend says. I kept waiting for you to just stand up and say something but it looked like you never even cared that I kept telling you to do stuff,” She frowned but glad that it was going to be over “I’m just glad you realize it now. I love it when you’re happy but I couldn’t find a way to do it.” She knew that their kiss would probably be on TV or on a couple of websites. People were probably stalking in their personal lives. They were either flaming them or wanting them together. That didn’t matter though. It was only about them, no one else.
“Well, it was almost like the decision of leaving you for three years. I left because I love you. I dumped you for the same reason. I’m glad I did then but it wasn’t really a dump since we’re back together,” She mentioned smiling. He really was better than before but he was still him. He was still the guy she knew since they were babies. It took her by surprise when Mason talked to her father. That was incredibly brave. For a second, she could see a little respect in her dad’s eyes-a split second and no more. She guesses it was because Mason finally stood up instead of her standing up. She didn’t know if it was possible but he loved him more than before. They escaped the paparazzi and were glad Mason was enjoying her threat to people who came after them. She hopes he knew she meant what she said. She would pour acid down their throat. She didn’t go back on her word. Then they arrived back at their home. She smiled at him “Me too. You got me back. We’ve got some catching up to do. Maybe even talk about what’s been on your mind for these two years or just have fun. Oh-and then we have to talk to our dads. For a split second, I think my dad respected you. Don’t tell anyone I said that. He’ll find out and then shoot you to prove me wrong.” She wrapped her arms around him and leaned into him, just happy to have him there. She had to also thank Heath for talking to Mason and not just pushing him away.
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