Living Life(A Magcon Fanfic)

Can't Take It

Song of the chapter: Strong by One Direction

ALLI'S POV:

     Matt and I had left the stadium shortly after I talked to Cameron. I was beyond mad, not to mention tired of Shawn's excuses.
  "Are you okay? What happened when I wasn't there?" Matt asked finally when we had gotten in the car an driven a little bit.

   I bit my lip and crossed my arms. I don't know if I should tell him how Shawn tried to apologize. I don't know is I should tell him about how I desperately wanted him back. I can't tell him that. He's my boyfriend and Matt surely doesn't want to know that I'm totally loyal to him.

  "Nothing. I left before he could even talk to me." I lied, staring out of the windshield on to the road.
   Matt worriedly glanced at me but didn't say anything.
     We drove in silence back to the hotel. All I could think about was the future. What's going to happen now that Shawn isn't on tour anymore? Will he come back on the Magcon tour? I don't think I can face him everyday and interact too. But I don't want to throw everything away just for one human. There are billions in the world. If he's not the one, then there's someone else out there.

   Back at the hotel, I went to my room and took off my jacket and put my bag on my bed. Then I went straight to Johnson's room. I knocked three times and let myself in.

  They were both on their beds, talking intensely. My face changed from depressed to shock and embarrassment. "Should I come back? I'll come back." I said turning around and almost closing the door.
    "No, Alli, wait!" I felt a hand wrap around my arm lightly, not enough to hurt me. "No, you're fine. Come in." Gilinsky said gently as he pulled my back into their room.

  "So, how's the concert go?" Johnson asked, laying on his stomach and swinging his legs back and forth. To be honest, it looked quite adorable. I wanted to laugh at his childish behavior. But I didn't.

  I just sighed. "I can't do this anymore, Jack." I told him. "He started singing Imagination and I just couldn't. I left and sat outside." Tears were sprouting in my eyes. "Then he finished his set and came out to talk to me." I could barely get out the words, due to the lump in my throat.
   "I didn't want to even face him. And if he is coming back to Magcon, I don't think I can't do this anymore." I finally looked up to the duo, my lip wobbling slightly. "You guys are my best friends but," I swallowed, trying to rid my throat of the lump. Still doesn't work. "I can barely hear his name without thinking what he did to me."

   "I want him. So bad." I pulled my knees close to my chest in the soft chair. "But I just can't." They both looked a little uncomfortable. They probably didn't know how to react to my crying and that was okay.

   Gilinsky spoke up. "You always think of other people, Al. You're an amazing person, so selfless." He beamed at me, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes. "But sometimes, you need to do what's best for yourself. Even if it means coming to an end."

   I smiled at him, close mouthed. "Thanks. But I don't think I know where to go." Johnson furrowed his eyebrows and looked confused.
    "Can't you go back to your house? Isn't you dad there?" He asked me after shooting G a concerned look.

   I shook my head. "He left a long time ago. Don't even know where he is. Tori's in London again." His face morphed into sadness.

  "Damn." He whispered. "The worst things happen to people that least deserve it." He stood up from the bed and engulfed me in a hug. Gilinsky took the same actions. I laughed and sniffled.

"You guys are the best. I can't believe I have such amazing friends like you." They kept hugging so tight I thought my ribs would crack. "Okay, now you're squishing me too hard." Jack G laughed and stepped away a little bit. Johnson was still attached to me shoulder. His eyes were closed and he was smiling contently. I laughed hard at that. Sometimes, this 18 year old acts so young and it's hilarious.

"Okay, Johnson. You can let go now." I said, patting the top of his soft blonde hair. He finally released. And the frown returned.
"Does this mean you're going to leave us? Will we ever see you again?" He asked in a trembling voice.

I looked down and swallowed. This is a very nice carpet. "I-I think so, yeah. My time here is done. I've been just a tag along for months now." And just when I thought the tears were gone. "I have to do what's best." Fudge. I'm not crying again.

  Gilinsky walked over to me and guided my broken form over to his bed. "You sleep here tonight." He directed me to do. I wiped my nose.
  Looking up at him, I responded. "Where are you gonna sleep then?" He shrugged and have a weak smile.

   "Don't worry about me. I'll just kick JJ if he snores too loud." I curled up on the bed, which smelled like Gilinsky's scent. Cinnamon and Axe. He made it smell nice and homey. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else for the night.

  I soon fell asleep to the sound of the duo's snoring and hoped that Shawn wouldn't haunt my dreams as well as my life.

A/N: shorter one because the last one was super long. Not much to say here. Okay byeeee🗻