Magcon Imagine

Sammy and Matt

Sammy and Matt

•taking place before 4/12 left•

I hate my cousin. She wants to go to Magcon. Guess what? My mom is making me go with her!

I, for one, find these guys completely annoying and not worth my time.

"OH EM GEE! Sammy what're you gonna wear?" Talia yelled.

"Sweatpants," I grumbled.

"No, Sammy! I'll tell your mom." Another reason why I hate Talia, she's a little snitch.

"Fine. I'll wear jeans and-"

"You can wear my Matt Espinosa shirt, because I'm going to wear my Cameron Dallas baseball tee!" Kill me. If I tell her no, she's just tell on me.

"Fine." Talia tossed it to me.

••MAGCON••

These girls are going to make me go deaf. Can I sue them if I do? What if I just say I'm death? I could hear people talk about me!

"Sammy!"

I shook my head, freeing myself from my...strange thoughts. "Yes, Talia?" Strange or not, I was enjoying being lost in my thoughts. I was able to block out these annoying girls.

"Matt Espinosa and Cameron Dallas are up there! Come on!" I didn't even have a chance to reply to my 11 year old cousin before she started pulling me toward the elevator.

Fudge my mom for making me do this.

I don't know how we even got to to the third level - where Talia said her people were - the halls were decked out in security guards. But Talia could be a ninja she was so sneaky.

I was considering jumping over the ledge...why do I have to be here?

"T-there they are! Cam!" Talia yelled. She took off running and jumped onto Cameron.

Fudge.

"Talia! Get off of him! I am so sorry!" Man if my mom finds out I'll have to dig my own grave. I yanked Talia off. "I am so, so sorry." I apologized to Cameron and Matt. I heard laughing so I looked up at Matt.

Oh my lord Jesus.

How do two people create something so gorgeous...?! I can actually see why girls fangirl over Matt.

His eyes are beautiful, up close. His hair is godly. His teeth were amazing. His smile was perfection. But his best quality was his laugh and the way he looked when he did so.

Lord, I think I'm in love.

"Damn, that was priceless!" Matt yelled. And lord his voice.

Matts POV-

When that literally girl came running through and tackled Cam to the floor, I was shocked at first. Now I'm dying.

Finally I relaxed and looked at the girl and her sister (I'm assuming).

"Again, I'm really sorry." She muttered sheepishly, looking down.

"Aye, no worries. Fans are fans." I chuckled.

"You weren't the one tackled by a 50 pound 10 year old."

"55 pounds and 11 years old!" The young tackler yelled. Her sister face-palmed.

I took in the older girls appearance. She was really pretty. I was totally digging her shirt too.

"Nice shirt, beautiful." I complimented. Cameron had finally stopped wining and started talking to the little girl.