He's trying to be mean to me, it's literally as cute as puppy wearing a bow.

~ Y/n's POV ~

It's been weeks since the Subways hang out and I have been closer to Madeleine and Miguel but Mason and I have been on the thinnest of ice you could have ever seen, like it's so thin that you can see the water.

Although he didn't do anything but look at me, I didn't care, all I know is that I'm ready to make fun of him until he admits that he hates me, I guess I'm getting satisfaction from this.

We had a free day so I was just walking around sets and looking around before putting my airpods on and playing some music to pretend I was in edits, as I was doing twirls and literally doing the most, I turned around and felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

My heart had dropped to my feet as I made eye contact with Mason, he had his arms crossed and he was smirking at me, I cleared my throat and paused my music as I removed my airpods from my ears and placed them in their case.

"What, what exactly are you doing here?"

I questioned considering I was behind a set, Mason shrugged his shoulders and walked closer to me, grabbing my waist and looking at me intently as if I was a textbook and he was studying me.

My breath hitched before my heart beat quickened, I felt my throat go completely dry as there was only silence circling us at this point.

"You dance like you have ants in your pants, I guess being an actress was the only thing you're good at because dancing ain't it princess."

Mason smiled at me, as he removed his hand and walked backwards, I rolled my eyes as I kissed my teeth.

"Funny for you to say, you're a little ballerina."

I retorted as I walked past him, making sure our shoulders bumped each other, I hated how much I liked his hands on my waist and I hated how close he was to me.

He makes me sick to my stomach and he knows it, it's like he enjoys seeing my face scrunch up whenever he suggests an idea or how I roll my eyes each time he winks at me.

I hate him so much it makes me sick to my stomach.

"He's trying to act mean, it's so adorable."

I told Madeleine as we walked to the set, we wanted to pretend as if we were the actual characters in the movie, so we got into our clothes and began to our acting, Madeleine laughed.

I had told my friends that I disliked him more than I hated mint chocolate chip ice cream but they didn't believe me, so I gave up on trying to convince them.

When we got bored of acting, we split up as I walked to my trailers and she walked to hers, I grabbed my phone and decided to call Morgan all happy and excited to inform her that he's been exchanging my energy.

I don't know why that brings me so much joy, he wasn't hating me the way I hated him but instead he mocked me for hating him and that was something I loved thoroughly.

How do you block someone in real life?

Morgan asked me as we merged the call with Beatrice and Charlize, I laughed and told her that you can always avoid them and pretend that they don't even exist, which was good advice if you ask me.

Some may say that I should be taking my own advice instead of trying to prove someone isn't as sweet and chill as they think he is but who cares? We all know that everyone doesn't take their own advice.

"Why do you keep trying to prove that he hates you and has hated you since the market?"

Charlize questioned me, I sighed and explained that everyone has Mason on this high horse as if hes the king of all kings and the master at everything when he isn't, he's a small teenage boy that is fragile and weak and I'm bound to break him any day now.

All it takes is one messed up sentence and I know he'll crumble and start treating me how he wants to, I just know it.

"Look, he's been trying to be mean to you, cut him some slack. Maybe he didn't even mean the face he gave you, you're going to end up having thousands of fans hate you over him."

Beatrice explained to me, I sighed knowing that she was right as he was loved by thousands, possibly millions but so was I and if he was going to be my first scandal of my entire career, then so be it.

He's trying to be mean to me, it's literally as cute as a puppy wearing a bow.

I smiled, the topic got changed but maybe it was for the best, maybe I should just apologize and stop trying to get him to hate me and maybe I should stop hating him.

That's the plan, I stop hating him and he won't hate me therefore creating a new friendship without any harm being done, easier said than done.