Living Life(A Magcon Fanfic)

You'll Never Be Alone

       We sat and laughed and talked through the night. Nothing had been awkward, just adorably sweet gestures made by Shawn. I know how some people went on first dates after being friends and it was insanely silent. But this wasn't like that. Not at all.

We lay under the stars and just pointed out constellations for each other. "You know, this was definitely the best year of my life." I said softly, the insects playing a quiet buzz in the trees. He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. An electronic buzz ran trough my body at his touch.
"Me too. Because I got to meet you." He looked at me with such passion and I could tell that he really did care. Unlike Trevor.

"It's a good thing you haven't run away screaming yet because I brought my guitar for a reason." I chuckled at him as he picked up the wooden instrument.
"If you keep writing songs about me then your fans are gonna faint because of how sweet you are." I warned him jokingly. I loved hearing him sing and playing the guitar. It was memorizing.

He opened his mouth and played simultaneously.

I promise that one day I'll be around
I'll keep you safe
I'll keep you sound

Right now it's pretty crazy
And I don't know how to stop or slow it down

Hey
I know there are some things we need to talk about

And I can't stay
Just let me hold you for a little longer now

Take a piece of my heart
And make it all your own
So when we are apart
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone

You'll never be alone
When you miss me close your eyes
I may be far but never gone

When you fall asleep tonight just remember that we lay under the same stars

And hey
I know there are some things we need to talk about

And I can't stay
Just let me hold you for a little longer now

And take a piece of my heart
And make it all your own
So when we are apart
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone
You'll never be alone

And take a piece of my heart
And make it all your own
So when we are apart
You'll never be alone
Never be alone.

He ended the song and looked quite nervous. "That was amazing." I whispered. We both leaned in closer and closer until finally, our lips touched. Every bit of my body was on fire. Every time he touched me, I couldn't control myself. Kissing Shawn was incomparable to anything else.
When we finally broke away, our foreheads were pressed together. We were both breathing heavily. My hands were resting on his face and his were on my waist. "Shawn..." I tried.

    If what he said in that song was true, then it definitely contradicts with our whole relationship-thingy. "I need to talk to you, but not now. I'm not ruining this night." He whispered to me. I nodded. I would've stressed over it, but right now I didn't even care.

    

     I opened my bleary eyes and the sun glared rays into my room. My short fugue state broke quickly, leaving me shocked with all the things that had happened in the past 24 hours.
    My dad left. Shawn is hiding something. We went on a date. My mom is dead.

    So many things have happened since I met these boys and not all of them are good. But I know that even if I wanted to, I couldn't live without them.

I took off my clothes and turned on the shower. Just trying to process everything, I almost fell asleep on the toilet. In the shower, I was on auto-pilot. Shampoo, wash, conditioner, wash, face soap, wash. I sat down in the tub and let the hot water fall down on my body. I was just sitting there with the shower head running. I finally sighed heavily and stood up.
I turned off the water and dried off. I pulled some clothes left in my room out and put together a semi-decent outfit. I brushed my hair and braided it to the side. Another fan day with the boys.

It seems like we just preform, met and move on. But I say "we" like I'm included in the brochures. I'm not. I am not famous on social media or know for anything really. Just tagging along with them Viner boys.
And on top of that crapload, I still needed to talk to Shawn. This is turning out to be a crisis of tsunami-like proportions.

I went downstairs to see if dad was making breakfast. But then I tripped and fell down the stairs. Thunk, thunk, thunk. Boom. I was now sitting on the floor in front of the stairs with a hurting butt and an aching leg. I had twisted it on the way down.
But nobody came to my rescue with an Elmo ice pack and kisses like it used to be. When mom and dad weren't fighting.

This is getting too depressing for a Friday morning. I told myself to suck it up and go get some of your own damn food.
Sometimes my inner conscious is kind of a bitch.

Eating was uneventful. I pulled on my Toms and grabbed my car keys. We had two very unoccupied cars now. One was mom's and the other is Tori's. I took mom's.
It even smelled like her. That homely smell that makes you feel warm and I almost burst into tears right then and there.

No. Suck it up. Get to the hotel. Talk to Shawn. Go to the event. Get this crap done.
Somehow, a vision of my mother scolding me popped into my head. I just started the car and drove to meet the guys.

A/N: well damn. This is getting deep and depressing. I've been slacking lately so I'm sorry. I'll make it better.
Okay byeeee😛