MagCon girls

"You, you are my problem."

- Camille -
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"I love you, don't you get it?" He sighed.

"But what about them?"

"I don't care what they say, I care about you."

"I love you too." She nodded.

"This is soooo cheesy." Tay whaled off, shooting me a glaze, before I grabbed the tv remote and turned it off.

"Much better!" She sighed, me chuckling.

Just in case you are wondering, yes we live together.

Eight of us.

Samantha doesn't, boomer.

"What do you wanna do now?" She asked.

"Did we had dinner already?"

"Yes,"

"Oh,"

"Well, I am done packing." Nashli came inside the room, with two suitcases.

"But the plane doesn't leave for another two hours." Taylor whined, like if she didn't wanted to go.

"We should go Tay, we don't wanna be late." Marty smiled as Tay groaned.

"Tay don't you want to go and get a bit colder?"

"Maybe cuddle with Taylor."

"Eww, no!" She groaned as I rolled my eyes. "Let just go."
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A while after we were ready to take off a few flight attendants gave some safety instructions.

"Hello and welcome to our airline. By safety we ask you to buckle your seatbelt and measure it as you wish. If any emergency come just push the yellow button. The oxygen mask are on top of each seat. Our flight attendants will be serving some snacks. We have wi-fi. The password required is written on your armrest. Enjoy the flight." She explains for about 5 minutes and walks away.
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"I AM IN YOUR ROOM!" Taylor shouted, bursting through the door.

"Yay!" I clapped as Cam, which was behind him, rolled his eyes.

"Yo T whuddup?" Taylor rested in bed beside Tay, she ignored him. She got up and stormed outside of the room.

"What's up with her?" Cam asked, sitting on the desk chair while i was fixing my hair.

"She's been acting like that lately." I shrugged, looking down at him.

"I am so hungry!" Taylor groaned, still in bed.

"Tranquilo, comete un Snicker." I chuckled.

"What?" Cameron smiled, shaking his head.

"Nevermind... the girls are with the guys, downstairs getting food."

"Is T there?" He asked, getting on his feet.

"I dunno!" I shrugged as he walked off.

"Ready?" Cameron asked, few minutes later.

"For what?" I chuckled, pursing my lips.

"Well back in LA I promise We will work out." He cleared out.

"Oh, you were for real? I thought you were joking." I chuckled, looking for my phone charger in my suitcase.

"I don't joke about important things, like you."

Few minutes later we walked out of the room and into the elevator.

None of us really said anything, so that made this really awkward.

"Thanks Cam."
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- Taylor -
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Yes, I have been ditching Taylor.

He's so annoying and it's driving me insane.

I decided to just go for a walk a round the hotel.

As I walked down the halls, I was looking down. Which caused accidentally bumping into someone.

It made me fall on my bum as my phone went flying off my hands.

"Whoops are you okay?" He asked while chuckling as I laughed along.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I said, stretching out so I could reach my phone.

"I'm such a dork." He stated as he offered his hand to help me up. I took and in matter of seconds, I was standing next to a black haired boy.

"Oh my gosh!" He, quickly, gasped.

"You a fan?" I ask, smiling.

"No, but my best girl-friend is."

He was too cute to be single anyways.

"That's cool." I smiled as we kept walking beside each other.

"That's why we are here. We are celebrating our friendship in your show. We have been friends for two year, but don't tell her I am taking her to MAGcon... she doesn't know it." He rambled off, smiling.

THAT IS SO SWEET!

"Good choice..."

"Well it was a pleasure meting you." He stopped walking in front of the elevator.

"Wait I didn't get your name." I smiled as he chuckled.

"I'm Tyler."

"I'm Taylor."

"Yeah I know, but you know what's the thing I don't know?" He shrugged, handing me his phone. "Your number."

"I'll be up 24/7, not like this guys will let me sleep." I chuckled as I typed my number on his phone.

"Well Taylor I'll talk to you later." He said, going inside the elevator as I smiled and waved.

As his door close, the one next to him opened.

"OH MY GOD, T! I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU!" Taylor shouted, hugging me.

"Taylor, I'm going to sleep." I, flatly, say.

"T it's 7pm." He says as I walked away.

I kept walking away from him.

"Tay listen!" He said, from behind me as I tried my hard not to feel bad about him.

"Taylor, don't ignore me!" He reached for my hand and spun me around, he pinned me against the wall, groaning.

"What's the problem?"

"You, you are my problem." I, suddenly, spoke.

I, quickly, gasped as soon as I realized what I've said.

"Oh," His voice trailed off, taking a step back.

"Taylo-"

"It's okay- I'm sorry... I didn't mean to bug you Taylor." He walked away, stuffing his hand in his pockets.
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