MagCon girls

- Camille -

"Great!" I sigh, hinding under the sheets.

My plane just left with all my friends. I'm stuck in a hotel without no friends.

Just this Magcon boys downstairs. I have never meet them, except for Nash.

I was late to my flight because I wanted to meet everyone at the airport. I'll be stuck here until Magcon decided to book another flight for me.

But in the bright side I can do whatever I want and be a normal teen.

I was still laying on bed when I heard someone coming inside. My heart started racing.

"That was a blast!" Someone exclaimed, throwing himself on top of me.

I let out a scream, "Get off! Get off! Get off!" I rolled out of the bed, falling against the rug.

"The hell?" Nash asked, "Camille? What are you doing here?"

"This is my room." I say as I stood up, dusting myself up.

"No, the girls already left." He continued, looking at his phone.

"I was late for my flight." I sigh as I combed my hair. Nash left the room, on his phone.

There was a long silence, three boys continued to look at me.

"Okayyy! So hi, my name's Matthew!" He smiled, offering me a hand as I shook it.

"I'm Camille, but you can call me Cam."

"I'm Cameron," The boy who tackle me on the bed said, "but you can call me Cam."

I chuckled, looking at him.

"I'm Carter." The last of them stated.

"Okay, so what are you doing on my room." I stood up and walked to the door. I swung it open, pointing outside. Telling the boys to leave.

The three boys look at me confused.

"We aren't leaving." Cater chuckled.

"Cam!" Nash exclaimed, coming inside the room.

"What?" Cameron and I say in unison.

"Girly Cam, it was a mistake our room it's just next door. So we'll be leaving now. If you need us will be next door." Nash said, leaving. The four boys following him.

"Wait! You don't have to leave now." I took Cameron's hand, "I'm alone and I'll get bored." I shook his hand off.

"Mmmkay!" Nash shrugged, running inside the room and throwing himself in the other bed. Matthew followed him as Carter sat on the desk chair. And Cameron sat on the edge of the bed, beside me.

"Soooo,"

"Room service?"

"It's been a while."

"How about pizza?" I brought up, out of nowhere.

"Yeah!" They nodded.

Minutes later Nash, Matthew and Carter had left the room, to get the pizza. Leaving me alone with Cameron.

"So, do you mind if I call you Cam too?" Cameron looks up from his phone.

"No, not at all." I nodded, looking up from my phone.

"Why do you have so many bracelets?" He asks, running a finger up and down from my bracelets.

"Fans like giving them to me, I just keep them."

"That's nice!"

"Thank you."
.
.
.
I woke up, feeling a cold liquid in my cheek.

I fluttered my eyes open to see Cameron laughing his ass off, Nash, Matthew and Carter recording me.

That's when I realize I had been Smack Cam-ed.

"Oh, no you didn't." I gasped, looking at Cameron. He kept laughing to the point he couldn't breath, so he started clapping.

"Ugh!" I shook my head. I rushed to the bathroom, washing this shit of my face.

"Sorry Camille, you own me one!" Nash rested against the door's mark.

"How do you even remember that...it was like two years ago." I chuckled, weakly hitting his chest.

Cameron sigh, taking my hand and pull me closer to him. "I'm sorry, Nash made me." He smiled, looking at Nash.

"Nah, it's okay...what else would I expect from boys. Now leave." I say, getting back in bed.

"G'night Cam!" All of them say at the same time.

"Goodnight beautiful." Cameron murmured before closing the door.
.
.
.