Friends? A Magcon Fanfiction

Torn

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

Cameron fell asleep while reading my book. I haven't looked at myself in the mirror lately, well only at my face to get ready for when ever we go out, but I've decided to go to the full length mirror in his room against the closet door. I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed bags under my eyes. I haven't really had a good nights rest because I'm so uncomfortable. Then my eyes shifted towards my belly. I would've never done something like this before, I'm still only seventeen years old, a senior in high school. I had so many plans for my life, and now I have to put it all aside. I brought a hand to my stomach as I felt for the baby, he kicked my hand. A small tired smile appeared on to my face. What have I become? I've lost my best friends, and I don't talk to my family anymore. I heard Cameron moving around in bed, I quickly tried to fix my frizzy hair, slicking it behind my ears. I took a deep breath, and went to the bathroom to wash my face. After I washed my face with soap and water, I looked at myself in the mirror again. How can I be happy with myself if I lost everyone I care about? I only have Cameron. I walked back to the bedroom and looked down at my cellphone. I haven't really checked any of my twitter messages or instagram comments because, usually they were all hate towards me. I never used to read them, I would just ignore it because it shouldn't matter, but I decided to look through my messages from these random fan accounts. I scrolled through them, all of them saying the same exact thing.

*You're not good enough for him.*

*You don't deserve someone like him.*

*Why would he choose you?*

*You're not pretty enough for him.*

*It would be so much better if you didn't exist.* The last one really hit me hard, harder then a train. For some odd reason, I believed all these messages they sent me. Because he is to good for me, I know he is.I wish I could be everything he deserves to have. I'm not pretty enough for him, he deserves some one that is as beautiful as him. I ask myself "Why would he choose me?" every single day, and I can never really understand why. Everything in my life always has some type of complication in it, I know that everything ends, and I also know that when you think everything is perfect, it will eventually end. Because nothing can ever be perfect, not as perfect as this. As our little infinity. 

Courtney's POV

We've finally settled down into our new house. It was beautiful, the average two stories, and a beautiful pool in the back yard. As soon as my bed was made, I plopped down on to it, face first. I started to close my eyes, then I heard my phone go off. It was Danielle.

*Do you think its crazy if I believe all this hate that Cameron's fans are giving me? Because I am.* I read the message, I knew something like this was bound to happen sooner of later, I was just hoping for later.

*I think its insane for you to believe them, because if they actually cared about him, then they wouldn't hate the only person he truly cares for.* I typed the message as fast as I could. I don't want her to do anything stupid, I'm not there to be able to physically stop her. She didn't answer me after I sent that message, I waited, but there was no reply still. Ten minutes passed by, and I decided to call her because I have to make sure she's okay. The phone rang, and rang. I waited for her to pick up, she finally answered on the third ring. 

"Hello?" she said, I could tell by her voice that she was just finished crying.

"What happened to you? Why all of a sudden are you letting all this hate get to you? Why now?" I asked with confusion. 

"I don't know," she said in a low voice.

"Me either, are you okay?" I asked. 

"For now. I better go to sleep now, I'm getting tired. I'll talk to you later. Thanks for worrying though," she said quickly. I can tell she's lying, but I didn't want to keep her on the phone if she doesn't want to be. I took a deep breath and rolled over on to my back. I stared up at the ceiling, and thought about my life. How quickly its going, and how people are entering it and leaving it. I heard Taylor walk into my room, breaking me from my trance. I looked over at him and he laid down next to me. 

"Are you okay?" he asked looking over at me. I turned to him, and moved closer to him.

"No, I want to go back home," I said softly. His finger slowly went to my shoulder, and he brushed it from my shoulder to my elbow in a circular motion. His touch not only made me shiver, but it comforted me. Because you can't have everything in your life to turn out the way you want it to, because its not perfect. You just have to survive it and bare with what you have. 

Danielle's POV

I quietly tip toed to the bed that Cameron was sleeping on. I slowly got into bed and slid under the sheets. I tried not to wake him up, but I did. He looked at me, smiled and then noticed the streaks of tears left on my face.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he tried to wipe the dried tears on my face.

"I'm not good enough for you, and I can't spend my whole life trying to prove that I am," I said softly. He sat up quickly, he looked at me with confusion. His mop of perfectly messy hair flopped on to his head, going in all different directions.

"What are you talking about Danielle?" he asked.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Everyone else agrees that you're too good for me," I admitted. I grabbed my phone and showed him all the messages I've got from his fans.

"You are to good for me, why are you believing all of this? None of it is true," he said.

"I don't know why but I am. When I look at you then I look at myself, I just can never understand why you would choose me of all people," I admitted. He looked at me, I could tell he was tearing up already.

"You're the only one I want Danielle, I've lost you once, and I never want to lose you again. I love you to much," He said softly as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my shoudler.

I took a deep breath and buried my face into his chest, I closed my eyes. Then I heard him start to speak again, but very softly.

"You are beautiful, I never get tired of looking at you. You are intelligent, I've never met someone that thinks the way you do. You are kind, I've never seen someone care about others as much as you do. But most importantly, you are mine, and no one elses," he whispered. Some how he always makes everything okay. He's perfectly perfect, and I know that I could never live up to that. Because I will always know that deep down I will never be good enough for him. 

Sara's POV

I heard my phone go off again. I quickly got up out of bed, and reached for it. It was Nash again.

*Do you still love me?* I read the message over and over again. Just to make sure that it was real, but I don't know if I should answer him. I do still and always will have feelings for him, and I want to be with him, but everything inside me screams no. Now that I think about it, I've been forcing myself to make things work with Aaron. He's a great guy, but he just doesn't make me feel like Nash used to. I mean yes Nash was a complete asshole, but I have this addiction towards him, and I can't let it go. No matter how hard I try, its like my grip tightens on it. What do I do now? If I go back to Nash, I will always have the feeling that he will never change, and that I would never be able to be friends with Courtney and Danielle ever again. If I stay with Aaron, I have a better shot at being in their lives again, but all I will be doing is just laying around in bed all the time, it gets tiring after a while. I'm tired of faking a smile, I want to truly be happy and in love. I want what Cameron and Danielle have and what Courtney and Taylor. If I have that then I won't have them. It's hard to follow your heart when its been torn to shreds to many times.