Chance.

Sixteen.

Sammie's POV

"I don't wanna go home." I frowned, leaning my head on Matt's shoulder. 

"We don't want you to leave, Sammie. But hey, there's always facetime!" Matt smirked, nudging me with his elbow.

"Sammie times my favorite time." Cam winked, laughing.

"Sammie time needs to die, i'm never facetiming any of you after ten." I huffed, crossing my arms after picking my head off of Matt's shoulder.

"You're so prissy, you know that?" Matt shook his head, tsking me. I smiled proudly, standing up, flattening my shirt out.

"I'm going to get Taco Bell because now I like it. Anyone want anything?" I asked, looking at them. They shook their heads simultaneously, mumbling a quiet no. I shrugged my shoulders, skipping off to the nearest Taco Bell in the airport food court. I walked through a bunch of ropes that organized the line, seeing as no one was really standing in line. I went to an open cashier, staring at the menu a little bit before the young girl working there spoke up.

"Can I get you anything?" she spoke kindly with a hint of an accent. Irish? I think so..

"Uh, yeah. Can I have a nacho cheese doritos locos taco with mild sauce? Oh, and a baja blast freeze, please." I smiled, quickly adding the last part once I remembered the name Nash recommended.

"Sure, is that it?" she asked, scribbling my order down on a piece of paper, then looking up at me. I shook my head as she smiled, passing the paper behind her to another worker.

"Thank you!" I said, beginning to walk off, but before I reached the pick up place I was stopped by her voice.

"Wait. I'm sorry this may sound weird but um- you're Samantha Lynn, right?" she shyly smiled.

"Yeah I am! How'd you know?"

"Oh, I watch all of your vines and youtube videos. You're hilarious!" she smiled. Wow, of course that's how she knows me. Why would I even ask..? God i'm stupid.

"Awesome! I'm so glad you like them!" I grinned, flicking a piece of annoying hair off of my shoulder.

"Do you mind if I- uh, can I get a picture with you?" she asked sheepishly, looking down.

"Of course you can! Hang on, lemme get one of my friends to take the picture. I'll be back in a second." she lifted her eyes onto me, her smile increasing greatly as she nodded, allowing me to walk off. "Cam, Matt! Get your butts up and follow me, I found a Lynner!" I shouted, slapping their heads.

"What's a Lynner..?" Cameron stifled a laugh, turning to me after standing up with Matt.

"It's what I call my fans, don't judge betch." I rolled my eyes, grabbing both of their hands and running towards the girl. "I'm back!"

"Ohmygod, Cameron Dallas and Matthew Espinosa?!" she widened her eyes, looking back and forth between me and them. I grinned nodding my head.

"Some call them that, others call them dumb and dumber i.e. me." I trailed off, laughing at myself a bit. Cameron fluffed up my hair, causing me to frantically pat it down and glare at him. "I hate you."

"Can I get a picture with all of you? If that's okay.." she asked sweetly. 

"That's absolutely okay! We love meeting you guys." Matt smiled. "Come on." he said, motioning her out from the counter. She quickly obeyed, walking out through a little door. "Here, Cam, take her phone."

Cameron grabbed the girls phone, sliding her camera open with a smile. I could tell he took a quick selfie before turning the camera on them. Matt and the girl smiled, then Cameron lowered the phone, handing it off to Matt with the camera still open. Matt quickly snapped the picture of them, then turned to me, motioning for me to go to her. I stood next to her, placing an arm around her as the picture was snapped. I smiled, turning to her. "I never got your name." I said.

"Nicole."

"It was really nice to meet you Nicole." I smiled, giving her a quick hug.

"You too, guys. Thank you so much!" she smiled, shuffling back to behind the counter.

"Okay, bye get out." I smiled sweetly, shoving Cameron and Matthew back to their seats before grabbing my order, which must have been sitting there for a while.

"You're bossy." Matt grinned once I sat back down. Life was pretty good right now, mmm, Taco Bell.

"Yeah yeah, you should be used to it." I waved him off, taking a bite of my taco.

"Flight 420 to Florida now boarding. Flight 420."

"What?!" I groaned, practically shoving the rest of my taco down my throat. I slung my carry on on my shoulder, considering it was a backpack.. Wait. 420? I laughed quietly, turning to the boys. "Weed puns." I shook my head. Matt laughed, while Cameron just looked down

"Can you not leave." Cameron frowned.

"I wish I could stay." I pouted, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms enveloped my waist, causing me to let out a satisfied sigh. He tightened his grip, but not enough for it to hurt me; just enough to show he didn't want me leaving.

"I love you, Sammie." he whispered, playing with the ends of my hair.

"I love you too, Cameron." I smiled as we pulled away. He gave me a small smile, pressing his lips onto my cheek, letting them linger for a few seconds before taking them off.

"If I keep talking to you, will you miss your flight?" Matt grinned, practically jumping on me. I giggled hugging him as he squeezed me.

"Oops, can't breath." I laughed as he let me go.

"Goodbye my love, I must set you free." he pretended to start crying, taking his beanie of and placing it on my head. I looked at his with a raised eyebrow, signaling confusion. "Keep it, this way you'll always have me with you."

"Aren't you sweet and sappy." I smiled, adjusting the baby blue beanie on my head. I waved one last time, turning around to them. "Bye guys. Wait, weren't you wearing a sweatshirt?" I asked Cam. He looked at his torso, shrugging.

"Must have lost it."

"Typical Cameron." I laughed as he smiled. "Bye." I said, turning around and walking off to my terminal. Once sorted on the plane, I took my first class seat, courtesy of Magcon. I sighed, taking out my headphones and plugging them into my phone. This was gonna be a somewhat short- but seemingly long flight.