Chapter Fourteen

Mason had picked me up from Thor's house as it was later then I expected when we finished catching up and doing our things and what not, I hadn't seen anything that Thor had done on my phone as I was scared out of my mind to see what damage he had done. The car journey was quiet and we both weren't in any mood to speak I guess, my excuse was that I was beyond tired I had no idea what Mason's excuse was.

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"You okay? you didn't speak to me all the way home? did you have a long day?" I asked as I opened the front door and walked in placing my bag on the hangers and placing my coat over it and walking into the kitchen.

"I guess I am just tired" he said with a hint of something in his voice, I couldn't pin point what was wrong with him, it was strange I had never seen him look so blue and down since I had arrived, my brain flicked to what Thor could have possibly said to him and now I was worried that I was the one to cause his sadness.

"You would tell me if I upset you in anyway, I don't want it to be awkward or get on the wrong side of you" I said as he walked over and sat on the sofa slouching into it, it was like he was heartbroken, a heartbroken soppy boy moulding into the sofa.

I walked over and sat next to the couch potato, I decided to put my feet up and lay down on the couch as I was actually super tried and barely able to open my eyes, the warmth of the house and the comfiness of the sofa was the perfect balance.

"You want to tell me what's wrong before I drift off to bed and you have to put up with my annoying snoring" I said as I closed my eyes then heard a chuckle come out of his mouth from his side of the sofa, there was a small silence then a shuffle and then I felt a presence and darkness on my face, I open my eyes slowly and there he was draping over me looking at me intensely while I could physically see his mind working on over time.

"if you're gonna do it, do it" I said without even thinking about it, WHY DID I SAY THAT! I didn't think before I spoke I just said it in the moment and now I feel like I can't take it back because brave Staffie decided to be billy big bollocks and say something she really really really didn't think through.

His eyes widened and then he raised an eyebrow as if to ask me for permission, I raise my head up and reached for the back of his neck pulling him in, I was doing this! I was going to start the kiss! OMG! this can't be happening to me right now! I had been freaking out over this very situation last time and now I am doing it again! AGAIN!

Without another word or gaze he pushed up against me pushing me into the sofa with force as he took control of the kiss I had started, this time he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him opening his mouth syncing with mine as he stuck his tongue into my mouth, I WAS FRENCH KISSING MASON MOUNT!!! what has my life come to!

The room was heated, if we were in a car it would definitely be fogged up, not in that way because I don't want to go there while there is a literally child upstairs but the way we were making out on the sofa I was in utter mental shock, this was happening to me.

He pulled away and looked at me then my swollen lips and smirked "I enjoyed that" he whispered as he pecked my lips and pulled me up with him, I was straddled on his lap and we were just staring at each other smiling like stupid school children who had just kissed for the first time.

"You know you have one of the best smiles in the world, I love when you smile because your eyes disappear, I think it's cute" he added as my hands shot to my face covering up my eyes still smiling like a Cheshire Cat, "now you can't seem em" I said as he chuckled prying my hands off my face, there was a comfortable silence as both of us just thought through the moment but as I was smiling at what just happened Mason was slowly losing his sparkle in his eye and became more concerned about it.

"Why the long face?" I asked as I saw his smile fade to a straighter more serious look, he looked at me with that same sadness he had when we first arrived home, now I was worried, he did say he enjoyed the kiss so I can't have been bad, maybe he was slowly realising I was a bad kisser? Maybe he had realised it was a mistake and he wasn't feeling it.

"do you want to say something?" I said as I sat there nervously staring at him as he took a deep breath and sighed leaning into my chest and placing his head in the crook of my neck, I felt his breathing against my chest and in that moment I didn't know how to feel or what to do, I just let him stay there.

"You're gonna make my life complicated" he said against my skin, I frowned my eyebrows together and without a word got off of him crossing my arms as I stood in front of him, "what's that supposed to mean?" anger laced my words as he face palmed and took another breath as if I was the one to misunderstand, which I wasn't.

"I didn't mean like that, I like you Staffie but my career and everything in my life is going to cause you to leave sooner then you would possible want to, or make me leave sooner then I want to, my fans can be ruthless and I don't want you to be a target, this life isn't all that it's cut out to be" he said as he got up and reached for my shoulders rubbing them up and down as if I was cold, he looked down at me because of the slight height difference and I had nothing to say. He was probably right.

"You're probably right, we should just label this as one of those times where we just had to release what we felt and now we have gotten it over and done with we are good".