~~Cadence's POV~~
I slowly open my eyes, and jump. this isn't my hotel room, why is there so much mess? and then I feel myself laying on something, not a pillow.. I glance down and see a person. nash. everything comes back, especially the last few minutes before I passed out, with his arms wrapped around me.
if I can remember correctly, he called
me beautiful, and babe! I grin to myself.
I grab my phone off the coffee table and it's blown up with thousands upon thousands of twitter notifications. "what the heck?" I think. I barely use twitter, only to vent about problems, and reply to some of my fans that tweet me from vine.
I open up twitter, and look through all my mentions, a lot of them looked like ..
"@harrysbabe103: @cadencelove @nashgrier AWWWHH YOU GUYS ARE SOOOOO CUTE!!!"
or there's the hateful few..
"@ilovemagconboys: @cadencelove @nashgrier EW DONT TOUCH HIM, GET OFF! YOU FILTHY WHORE"
wow, those hateful ones kinda stung, but what is everyone talking about?!?!? I look up Nash's twitter and see it, there's a picture, from last night of me and nash cuddling, that all the boys posted or retweeted.
I look at the picture and see how cute we really do look together. I end up retweeting it too, and saving it to my pictures, setting it as my wallpaper, and smile to myself. then I have an idea to play a trick on nash.
I release Nash's arms from around me, gently, so I don't disturb him, and I run to one of the tables with drawers and start digging through them looking for a sharpie.
I end up drawing a mustache on his face and writing "I'm a loser and I love cadence" on his forehead. I snap a picture and tweet
"@nashgrier: someone partied a little too hard last night ;)"
I turn my phone off, and grab my shoes, heading back to my hotel room, I notice that none of the beds were being occupied by any of the boys.
I walk out in the hallway, and still no one is to be found. when I walk back in my hotel room, I glance at the clock and see it's 7am! everyone is still probably sleeping.
Essie isn't in her bed, so I figure she probably passed out somewhere with the guys too. since I slept for a long time yesterday, I decide to go ahead and venture out to find a Starbucks for my daily morning coffee.
I take a long shower, enjoying the warmth of the steaming hot water. I wrap my hair and myself in the big white fluffy hotel towels and walk over to my suitcase. checking the weather on my phone, I notice it's going to be a little on the chilly side today, but nothing compared to the weather in Maine.
I grab a pair of high waisted shorts and a sweater with hearts on it, and twist my hair up in a ballerina bun. I put my makeup on, adding eyeliner and eyeshadow this time, to look a little more done up, and before exiting the room, I slip on a pair of black converse.
I grab my purse and phone and decide to take the stairs for extra excerise this lovely morning. before leaving the hotel, and probably get myself lost, I ask one of the hotel workers where the nearest Starbucks is.
she tells me, and I thank her and start out. once outside, the weather is decent, cloudy and a little chilly, but comfortable. I walk along the tall buildings and take in the view. I've always loved the city, I've only ever been to New York before, and DC is so much bigger.
after a couple of blocks I see Starbucks, and walking in, I smile, welcoming the familiar scent. I order my original order, and take a seat at one of the high tables and let my feet dangle.
YOU ARE READING
MAGCON TOUR?! (Nash Grier)
FanficCadence, your typical average teen girl who is going through a rough breakup, gets shoved into going to Magcon Tour in DC with her bestfriend, Essie! Will this be one of the best experiences of her life to start over and fall in love with a blue eye...