*Allison's POV*

The Next Morning...

I get out of bed and go about getting ready for the day like I normally do, I've been staying here a lot at Lego Land. It's becoming a habit already, not that I mind and Prince certainly doesn't mind either. Let's just say with my excessive sleepovers...it's good I don't have any pets at my house, that would be a disaster. I look over at Sleeping Beauty in the bed.

I'll give him some more time, after all...he had to deal with Escort and his pet yesterday then put up with Warner Bros. all night.

I walk downstairs and have some tea while looking through my schedule, I raise my eyebrows and sigh. I'm so bored, I don't have any filming to do until the start of next year...and I haven't got anything musically to do either unless I feel like writing another album but I just came off a tour so I would like a break I guess.

"Put that away." I hear Prince's voice from behind me, I smirk.

I look up pretending I didn't hear him come in. I can feel his eye roll across the room, too early for me to be me?

"God? Is that you?" I ask, still looking up.

Prince scoffs, walking up to me and shutting my schedule book and putting it aside.

"You're hysterical at this time of the morning." He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm...my kind of tone.

I chuckle, looking over at him.

"Oh sorry, you sounded like someone else." I say.

He makes a face and repeats what I just said mimicking my voice. He sits across from me, looking over what he's doing today. Oh so it's okay for him to have a schedule but not me, men. Can't deal with them.

"Put that away." I say, mimicking his voice.

His eyes widen, looking around before looking down.

"Satan? Is that you?" He asks.

I sarcastically laugh before smacking him upside the head, he chuckles as he rubs the side of his head.

"Uncalled for." He comments.

"Yeah well if I can't look at my book neither can you." I say.

"You have nothing to do...I do." He pokes his tongue out at me.

I glare at him, he might wanna cut that out before his tongue gets cut out.

"Oh yeah, what's that?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Work. And you're coming." He states.

"Oh? So you're telling me, not asking me?" I question.

He looks up at me, looking like he's regretting what he's just said.

"Yes." He instantly gets up and goes outside.

Alright just because you're tiny doesn't mean I can't find you.

I follow and see him sitting down, he looks a little bothered. I furrow my brows, looking down at him.

"What's bothering you? Is it something I said? Was I acting too me?" I ask.

Prince sighs, playing with his hands. He then runs his fingers through his hair with frustration, I knew he wasn't a morning person but damn.

"No it's not you. It's me." He says.

I lean against a wall, staring at him in confusion.

"I'm not following." I say.

"Everything coming up is giving me anxiety." He admits.

He looks ahead, he has been stressed out lately but I didn't think it was taking such a toll on him. His movie had been wrapped up, I know he's anxious on how people will think of it. He's  due for a tour too that he hasn't planned to my knowledge or has I don't know, but this is Prince...he doesn't like to speak about his troubles to people.

"The movie? Are you worried what people are gonna think?" I ask.

He shakes his head.

"No. I'm actually excited for that, if people don't like it well...it's because they don't understand it." He says.

"Then what's wrong?" I question.

He takes a deep breath.

"The Tour. I feel like we're back where we were four years ago, one of us goes on tour for a year to nearly two years and the relationship has to end so the other doesn't have to stop living their life." He admits.

I look down, he feels that way? Except he's in my position four years ago, and he's expecting me to be the way he was...but I'm I won't.

"Prince...this is different now. It's been over four years, we've both grown, we've both changed. I'm not even busy, I can come with you." I say, looking at him.

He suddenly looks up.

"I know." He sighs.

My eyebrows knit together, I'm still confused. If he knew then what is the problem?

"You know? Then what's got you so down?" I ask.

He rests his chin against his hand on the railing of the back stairs while looking at me.

"I was afraid how you were gonna react when I was gonna tell you I was planning on bringing your regardless anyway." He smiles.

I raise an eyebrow.

"I beg your pardon?" I ask.

"Yeah. The last time I gave you passes to my Tour you didn't come. So bringing you regardless is the best option." He smirks.

I scoff, is this midget for real?

"You don't look as enthused as I was hoping." Prince says.

"Yeah well maybe asking should have been your first step." I say sarcastically.

He chuckles and sits back down.

Oh it's a joke now?

"I was gonna but you would have found an excuse to stay." He says looking at me.

I screw up my nose, what could that possibly be?

"An excuse? What would that be?" I ask.

"Something like needing to stay in case you needed to film or something with your music. No, none of that. This is my time with you, you belong to me for a whole year as of next month." He states.

"Oh? I belong to you? You're claiming me?" I smirk.

He rolls his eyes, sighing.

"I thought I made that clear when we saw each other again for the first time after four years and I told you I love you." He says.

I smile.

"Aww you're such a softie." I tease.

He looks up at me and smiles.

"Yeah when I'm around you only though, because you scare me sometimes. But if you tell the boys that's it..." I interrupt him immediately.

"Oh I'm so telling Tony and the others." I gasp dramatically.

Prince leaps off the stairs.

"No! If they know I'm scared of a woman they'll hang this on me the whole Tour!" Prince whines and stomps like a little child.

I mischievously grin before taking off and running into the house, Prince runs after me screaming the words "No" and "I'll be your slave for a week." Aww Hun slavery for a week ain't gonna cut it.

I get inside and see the promo poster for the Tour.

"Japan, huh?" I ask.

"Yeah. That's where we are going first. You said you've always wanted to go there, there's a perk already about coming...travelling all over the world. With me!" He smiles.

"Yes and there's the boys knowing about your fear of me." I chuckle as I start making my way to the phone.

Prince laughs.

"Please, who isn't scared of you. Whoever isn't deserves a medal." He scoffs.

I smirk.

"Funny you should ask, I have a close friend who actually isn't afraid of me but...challenges me." I say.

Prince raises his eyebrows.

"Wow. This person's got balls, she must have learnt to tolerate you." He chuckles.

"Yeah. And that person is a 'He' by the way." I confirm.

Prince snaps his head in my direction.

"I'm sorry, what?" He asks.