kiss me ➳ taylor caniff

chapter one

"Remember Tatiana, don't get pregnant or do anything that could make you end up that way." My mom rambled on as we arrived at the airport.

"I know, chill, I'll be fine." I chuckled as I got out of the car. She popped the truck and I pulled out my suitcase, slamming the trunk shut.

"These are teenage boys you're dealing with!" She called as I made my way into the airport.

I made sure I had my passport, since I'd be flying into America. I've gone to America tons of times because of my parents divorce so it wasn't all that new. My father lived in Seattle and I live in Vancouver, so I see him often.

My first flight was to Dallas, and then it would be heading to D.C. from there. I was excited to meet the Magcon boys but then again who wouldn't be?

"Flight 326 to Dallas, Texas"

When I boarded the plane, I did my best to not be nervous. Planes gave me anxiety but I knew I needed to get over it because I'd be in them often now.

"Hey guys, I'm on my way to D.C. for Magcon, hope to see you there!" I said into my phone, fitting it in the 6 second limit and posting it.

When I got to my hotel in DC, the woman at the front desk smiled.

"You're a part of magcon, correct?" She asked as she typed something in.

"Yes, Tatiana Durocher."

"Here you are," she handed me room key. "Room 402."

I thanked her and walked to the elevator, pressing the up arrow. I began thinking about how much it would cost for the wifi here and was interrupted as the doors opened.

"TATIANA!" Nash screamed.

"Hey Nash, you must not be that excited to see me." I said sarcastically, stepping into the elevator.

"Not at all. They forced me to come get you against my will," he laughed, playing along with me as he pressed the '4'. It was awkward being alone with Nash. Not because he was awkward, I'm awkward and I barely know him yet we need to act like family.

When we arrived on the 4th floor, there were security guards watching the elevators. I guessed that they had this whole floor to themselves.

We had this whole floor to ourselves.

"I honestly have no idea where they are." Nash chuckled, taking my suitcase for me and walking down the hall. I opened the door to my room and allowed Nash to come in after me and set it on the spare bed.

"Let's go find them." I spun on my heel, walking into the hallway.

As I walked out, someone bumped into me.

"Shit sorry."

I looked up to see Taylor.

"It's fine." I replied, rubbing my arm.

"You're Tatiana right?" He questioned, looking down the hall very often.

"Yeah and you're paranoid." I chuckled, walking down the way he continued to look.

"If I was you I wouldn't go down there." Taylor warned.

"Watch me." I smirked, walking down the hall. I walked down for awhile before I heard a scream followed by someone bursting into laughter.

I saw Carter running with Matt in my direction, with Cameron running right behind them with white powder in his hair.

"Run!" Carter shrieked as he approached, and I ran with them the way I came, for no reason really because Cameron wasn't going to throw anything at me.

"Tatiana right?" Matt asked, standing with his hands on his hips and breathing heavily from running.

"Yes sir."

"Hey guys!" Jack Gilinsky said, holding a suitcase. He opened the door across from mine and threw a suitcase into it, also grabbing the other Jack's and throwing it in as well before shutting the door.

"And Tatiana!" Jack J said, giving me a half hug.

"Thanks for acknowledging my presence." I laughed.

He gave me a thumbs up and a smile.

"Okay, well we need to get to know you more." Jack G announced.

Before I knew it, we were sitting near the elevators in a big circle.

"Okay so we'll spin this bottle and whoever it lands on shares a fact about themselves." Jack explained, setting the bottle in the center.

"That's not how they play it where I'm from."

Jack rolled his eyes and I put my hands up in defense. Matt chuckled and gave me a fist pound.

It landed on Nash.

"Uh I like food." He said awkwardly, making the guys laugh.

"We'll get along." I told him.

Nash spun the bottle and it landed on me.

"Only one fact?" I asked.

"You can do more than one since we don't really know that much about you," Carter responded.

"Okay well I'm 17, I live in Vancouver, umm my parents are divorced, I like to make vines, I hate the word moist and the rest you guys will learn on your own."

Taylor smirked from beside me.

"Moist."

"I swear to fucking god if you use that word again I'll-"

"What will you do?" He cut me off, looking at my lips while licking his. I took his bandana off of his head an started running for my room. I shut the door behind me and made sure it was locked.

"Tatiana!" Taylor whined on the other side of the door.

"I just stole your bandana what are you going to do about it?" I said in a funny accent, recording.

"Kill you!"

I laughed at the fact that I got Taylor saying that in my Vine and posted it. I opened the door and threw him his bandana.

"Thank you." He said, clearly aggravated.

"Good job." Shawn laughed, highfiving me. Taylor rolled his eyes and walked off.

He's hot, but an asshole.

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"So is Obama like gonna come out?" I joked, looking at the White House.

"Yeah." Cameron laughed.

"You guys are dumb," Taylor spoke.

"You don't know the difference between are and our but you're calling us dumb?"

"You're a bitch." Taylor said, walking back to the car.

"Aw you guys are so cute." Nash cooed and I gave him the death glare.

"Kidding, totally kidding, ew." Nash said as he cleared his throat. I sighed and looked up at the building.

"Alright guys we have to get going, you have to sleep." Bart told us. We piled into the car and I kept my distance from Taylor. We've known each other for 5 hours yet we already dislike each other. The others didn't have a problem with me at all, only Taylor.

When we got to the hotel we said our goodnight's to each other and went into our own rooms. I plugged my phone into the charger on the side table slipped under the covers, grabbing a pillow from the other side of the bed and holding onto it. I have a habit of needing to hold something while I sleep, so I gripped the pillow and dozed off.