^Perri's P.O.V.^

"You're mad at me for following my dream? Perri how could you?" Ashton snarled at me.

"How could I? How could I? Ash I wanted you to have your dream," I paused lowering my voice to a more sincere tone. "I just didn't think you'd leave your own family in dust." He just looked at me. Unable to speak, he turned away. "Why do you think we go out so much? You're not around to stop us anymore." I said trying to lighten the mood.

"You think it's easy for me to not see or talk to you guys everyday!" He sharply turned around. Grinding his teeth, he makes his way closer to me. "And you think that going out and partying is going to solve anything? You can't drink away all your problems Perri. It. Does. Not. Work. That. Way." He shook his head and looked at me with a firm glare.

"Well what am I supposed to do when the only person I need the most is halfway around the world unable to answer y call because of jet lag, or he's performing." I yelled back. I felt the anger boil in me. I took a big breath. "We need you Ash. Poppi needs you. I need you." I could feel the cool rush of water forming in my eyes.

"Do you know how complicated it is to always be there." I could tell he was still angry by the tome of his voice. "I can't always be there for you, and I try my best, but sometimes I get bust." He started to get louder and louder. "I can't just stop in an interview, or in the middle of the concert, or while I'm sleeping, to answer a phone call. And you know what that is just the price of fame."

"You don't even call or text back!" I practically screamed. His face dropped and he froze. "You don't call. You don't reply to the voicemails. You don't text. Nothing is what you do. All we do is wait, and wait." His face softened, and his body relaxed. "I don't know the last time I honestly heard from you. A month ago. Almost 2?" I lowered my voice, remembering our little outburst woke up the young ones. "Lauren or Harry haven't seen you in almost 2 months and here we are fighting."

"I didn't come to fight." He interrupts. His voice sounding hurt and broken. Man I hate seeing him this way.

"Why did you come back?" I suddenly became full of curiosity. That never came across my mind.

Ashton stood up and walked to the window looking out into the backyard. I followed standing behind him with my arms crossed. As we looked out the window, I focused on the sun and the sky. It was a beautiful day outside. Why are we fighting? I should be welcoming him back, happy I am actually seeing him. I missed him terribly and hoped this wasn't his "welcome home" present.

"It was supposed to be a surprise." Ash said breaking my train of thought. He turned around to look at me. "Mom called me the other day and asked for a favor."

"What did she ask?" I replied, hoping he sees the calmness in my voice.

"YOU WANT US TO GO ON TOUR WITH YOU!" A loud yell came from the other room. None other that Poppi, and her lout mouth, breaking the intensity of the conversation. I looked over at Ash who seemed to be startled as well.

"Yeah. That's what she wanted." Ash said with a giggle. The tension in the room began to fade because of our oh-so-goofy sister. We walked into the lounge room where Poppi was with Harry and Lauren.

"Oh em gee I have to tell Perri, she'll be so excited." heard her say.

"Perri's here?" I heard a familiar voice say. "Really, can I see her?" Luke? I entered the room and looked to see my old best friend, Luke Hemmings.

He turned around once I entered. "Holy shit." We said in unison. Luke got...hot? I was mesmerized, his blue eyes were piercing, I couldn't look away.

"PEANUT!" I heard, knocking me right out of my trance.

"Mi...Michael!" I stuttered, hesitant to remove my focus from Luke. I walked up to Michael hugging him.

"Pearbear!" Calum added who was standing next to Luke. I made my way over to embrace the puppy faced boy.

"Hi C dizzle." I said with a smile. Then turned my attention back to Luke. Hesitant to say anything, he turned to me, a bit hesitant himself.