Chapter 37

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After a couple hours, it was time to drive to the airport. Bart supplied a limo for us to be taken in.

"Everyone ready?" Nash called. A bunch of yells and yays erupted from the room. We all walked out to the limo. I've never been in one so it was a great experience. I sat by the door. Matt sat next to me. Becca and Taylor were next to Matt. Everyone else just gathered around.

The ride there was only 45 minutes away. I had my headphones in while everyone else was making vines. My head was against the window.

When we arrived, there were about 20 fans waiting for us. They all had their phones out wanting to take pictures. The rest if the group started walking away. I stayed back to take pictures.

"Thank you guys for waiting for us." I told them.

"You're welcome." They replied. I took pictures with them.

"Bye!" They yelled and I waved. The group wasn't that much farther than me so I caught up with them easily.

After waiting an hour, we boarded the plane. We all sat first class. It was cool. Matt, Carter, and I sat next each other. I got window seat. Becca, Taylor, and Dillon sat behind us. Nash, Hayes, and Aaron sat in front if me. Everyone else was all over the place.

The plane took off. I had only flew twice, on the way to Michigan for my aunt's wedding, and back to Los Angeles. It was later at night so I saw all the beautiful lights. Matt grabbed my hand and looked at me. I turned to face him.

"Having fun? He asked.

"Yeah, it's so pretty." He smiled and talked to Carter again. I put my headphones in and turned on the Ed Sheeran station on Pandora. I looked outside the window. Buildings were the size of ants and lakes looked like puddles. The moon lit up the clouds. It looked like we were floating in puffs of cotton. It was honestly gorgeous. I took some pictures of it. I grabbed the pillow I brought and rested on it.

After a while, I looked around. Pretty much everyone was sleeping. Nash and I were the only ones awake. It was about 1am. Nash looked around to see if anyone was awake and saw me. He smiled and took out his phone. It felt kind of awkward. He was my ex. Being around exes make me feel awkward and sometimes uncomfortable. I felt my phone vibrate. It was a text from Nash.

N- Hey.

H- Hi.

N- So I just want to make things less awkward between us.

H- Same here actually.

N- Okay. Well how can we fix this?

H- Talk it out over a trip to Starbucks when we land?

N- I thought we could go to Starbucks in the plane.

H- Ha-ha very funny.

I heard him laugh under his breath. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. Already was I feeling less awkward. He put his head back and fell asleep. I can't fall asleep on planes. It's just- scary to me. What of something happens? I just rested my head back again and stared out the window.

After a half hour, Matt took one if my headphones out and listened to music with me. I put my head on his shoulder and he put his head on mine. We were holding hands. He turned his head and kissed my forehead. I smiled.

"This is your captain speaking. We will be landing in 20 minutes so everyone please buckle up, turn off any electronics, and sit right." The man said over the speaker. Slowly, everyone sat up and stretched. It was quite funny to see everyone come up in what looked like waves.

Once we got off the plane, there were no fans waiting there. I was surprised. It was really hot. I mean, we were in Tampa, Florida. The big sign read 98*F. I was surprised. It was supposed to be even hotter tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow is MagCon. We all walked to the next limo that will take us to the hotel we will be staying at.

Once we got to our hotel, we unpacked. The group took up a total of 4 rooms. Matt, Taylor, Becca, and I in one room. Dillion, Aaron, Jacob, Mahogany, and Sam in the next room. Jack G, Jack J, and Carter in the third room. In the last room, Nash, Shawn, Hayes, and Cameron. We all went to bed after that.

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Hope you like it. Song: Buckwild. ❤️ Vote. Comment. ~Haley(:

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