Catfish

invitations - 1

"Andy!" I hear Connor call from downstairs. "Coming!" I shout back as I pause the FaceTime with Matthew (Espinosa) from my laptop. I run downstairs hoping that his news is important. As I reach the bottom step, I see Kian and Sam passed out on the floor with blankets around them. I guess they slept over. "What do you need?" I asked suspiciously due to seeing the happy expression on his face. "Read the letter." he pushes and hands me a well written letter in his hand. "Why are you reading my mail?" I ask as I roll my eyes and start reading the neatly folded paper.

'Dear Andy Franta,

I am happy to inform you that I, Bart Bordelon would like to invite you to an official tour named 'Magcon'. You and 9 other boys will get to experience the fun of meeting and greeting fans. You will also get to join many activities in the different states that we will travel to. The first tour will be in a week and shall be held in Dallas, Texas. I hope that you will get to share the fun experiences with us. For more information, please call this number

#(***)***-**** '

I started screaming and jumping which accidentally made me step on Kian. "What the fuck?!" He yelled and jumped out of his previous position. "I'm sowwy K." I pouted in a baby voice and went to hug him. "Awe. I can't stay mad at you." he gushed and hugged me back. I quickly let go of the hug as I realized that Matthew was still on hold. "Oh shit." I mumbled quickly and sprinted up the stairs.

I jumped on my bed and and opened my laptop. Soon, Matt's face popped up on the screen. "Matt! Guess what?!" I excitedly yelled. "Did you get asked for Magcon too?!" He yelled anxiously; waiting for my answer.

"Yes!"

"So did I!"

"Holy crap! We can finally meet each other!"

"Yah." he replied a little less cheery. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Oh, nothing! I was just....thinking of a present to get you" he quickly corrected. "You don't have to get me anything, Matt." I calmly stated.

"Please??" He pleaded

"No." I replied back a little mad

"Okay." he huffed and turned around

"Awe! Is Matthew mad?"

"I can't hear you! I can't hear you!" He repeated over like a 5 year old. The rest of the night consisted of me and him talking about the most random things in the world.

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"Okay, you got your last items?" Connor asked as he put our 2 suitcases in the trunk. "Yup." I replied and slipped my phone into my pocket.

The whole plane ride was so annoying. I had a 6 year old sitting behind me that would nag, scream, and kick my seat. What a brat. I sat down at a nicely cleaned table and waited as Connor was calling some people to pick us up.

"Andy?!" I heard someone scream. Matthew. I quickly turned around and saw my best friend of 3 years. I quickly stood up and ran into his arms. This was the only person in my life that didn't care about my fame and popularity. He understood me and actually cared about me. Now I can finally hold that peace of joy in my arms. "I'm so happy. I could just you hold right now and never let you go." he mumbled in my hair as I looked up at his face. He looked different from all of those calls and pictures to each other.

His hair was in a small quiff, which surprised me because I usually saw him when his hair was down. His eyes were filled with happiness and joy, but also had some regret and sadness in them. Before I was able to say anything else, he picked me up so that I could wrap my legs around his torso and my arms around his neck while he held up my thighs for support. I heard Connor call my name, but I didn't want to move from my comfortable position. "It's okay. I'm Matthew." I listened as Matt explained the reason of why we are hugging to Connor. "Let's go princess." Matt whispered softly in my ear.