Friends? A Magcon Fanfiction

I Found You

*THE NEXT DAY*

We finally arrived to California, and I already miss my life back at home. I've realized while I was on the plane that I never want to say goodbye. Saying goodbye means that you will never see them again, and I don't ever want that. So instead of saying goodbye to Danielle, Brittney, and all the rest of my dance friends I say see you later. Because, when you tell someone you'll see them later, then you know that you will see them again. That's what I want, to see them again. I looked around at the city that I've some what missed, we moved to Sacramento, and Taylor and I have been here before with Cameron, Danielle, Sara, and Aaron. I never actually thought I'd be moving down here for good. Then again, I never actually thought I would lose Sara. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and texted Danielle.

*Hey, we just got here. I miss you guys already. I'll see you later!* I sent the message with a smile. I look over at Taylor, he's just standing there looking at me, with his suitcase in his hand, and mine in his other. I gazed into his eyes, the hazel ones that I tend to get lost in when ever I look at them. I watched as a smirk started to curl onto his perfect lips and he drops his suitcase. He twirls me around, then catches me with both hands. Most of my long brown hair falls in front of my face. His soft fingers swiftly slick my hair behind my ear and he dips me over slowly. He was so swift with his romantic gestuures. I let my head fall back and then he picked me back up slowly, ever so romantically. I looked down at his lips and his hands slowly shifted to my cheek and he back of my neck. Before I knew it our lips connected, in front of everyone. But I didn't care, kissing him makes me forget about the world around me. 

Sara's POV

I woke up to my phone ringing loudly. I forgot to turn off the volume. It was just a text message. I quickly grabbed my phone so that it wouldn't ring again, I looked down at my phone to see who would be texting me so randomly. I opened the message, and so many emotions ran through me. Anger, Hatred, but for some reason the same feelings I've felt for him came back as well. All of them hitting me at once, like a bus. The impact was to much for me to deal with. I can't let Nash ruin my life again. I read the message over and over again until I was tired of reading it. 

*I love you.* For some reason those three little words, not only made me realize the feelings I've tried to hide for so long come out, but for some reason they sounded sincere. I looked back at Aaron, he was sleeping peacefully. I couldn't stop thinking of Nash, and all the things we've been through all the history. Loving Nash is like scratching a mosquito bite. I know I'm not supposed to love him because its not allowed, I shouldn't love him, but loving him is just one of those things I can't control. Its inevitable, and its not right. It shouldn't happen. But it has, and I do. I didn't answer the message. I laid back in to bed with Aaron and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath. This time I know can't scratched the same mosquito bite, because it will only get worse instead of get better.

Danielle's POV

I miss having Courtney to talk to, and I've been doing nothing lately since I can't dance while I'm pregnant. So, I've decided to take reading as my new hobby for now. I grabbed the Fault in Our Stars off of my bookshelf, one of my favorite books, and decided to reread it. I looked over at Cameron, he looked at me with confusion.

"When did you start reading?" he asked through a laugh.

"I always have, I just never had the time to. Now I do. Have you ever read this book?" I asked pointing to the cover of my favorite book. 

"No, is it good?" he asked.

"Yes, its my favorite book." I admitted.

"Well then, I'll read it!" he said as he grabbed the book from my hand. I let out a small laugh and grabbed another book from my shelf. I looked over at him, reading my favorite book and smiled. I love him. Hazel inspired me to find my own Gus. Luckily I did, and I cherish every minute of it, because I hope that our little infinity can outlast any struggle that comes to us.