~Dylan's P.O.V.~
As we were eating dinner I decided to start the conversation. "So how was your day Calum?" I asked politely. He looked up at me with a confused look.
"Why are you talking to me?" He asked. "I'm just trying to be friendly. Calm down." I mumbled. He rolled his eyes. Michael stomped on his foot from underneath the table. I tried not to laugh while Calum grabbed his foot in pain.
I took a sip of my iced tea. "Are we staying at a hotel or renting a house in New York?" I asked. "We're not sure. We might just stay at a hotel." Astrid said. "But I wanna rent a house." Luke pouted. She ignored him and continued eating.
Calum spoke up. "I don't wanna stay in the same house as Dylan. I can barely stand seeing her here." I stood up. "If that's how you feel then I'll just leave." I said. I started walking off but Michael grabbed my hand. "Don't leave Dylan. He's just being stupid. Don't let him get to you." I sighed and sat back down.
Calum kept staring at me. "Stop staring at me!" I yelled.
