The Notification

Two | The Messages

LAST CHAPTER

"Hey Hill!" I squeeled as she walked in. We quickly got ready for me to show her all the good tweets when both our phones went off. We froze and stared at eachother for a couple of seconds, but soon realized we should look at it.

"I got a DM..." we both said to eachother in shock.

Hey guys!!! Can ya'll give me feedback on how I'm doing so far, any suggestions, etc. Thanks!!!

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"Who's it from??" I urged Hillary to tell me who sent her the DM

She started crying and managed to whimper out, "Matt" My heart was racing as fast as a horse. I got my Direct Message from Matt too.

"I got mine from Matt too!! Hillary, oh my god!" I screached forgetting that we weren't the only people in the house. But I really didn't care at this point, because niether of us Direct Messaged him at all before this. "What did he say?" I urged Hillary to tell me before I blew up of excitement.

"Hey, I just wanted to let you know that-" she started crying really hard, she must've read ahead or something. "That- you need to brush off the haters cause I love you-" she broke down agin and let me read along as she whimpered out what it said, "And I seriously can't wait to see you at Magcon"

I could barely hold myself together as she pushed me into the wall, apparently trying to tell me that she wanted to see what he messaged me. "Okay, okay... He said 'Im sorry about all the hate I didn't mean for this to happen-" I said as a lump formed in my throat and my vision became blurry, "But yeah DM me whenever, can't wait to see you"

"Oh my god!!! We have to tweet about this! NOW" Hillary squeeled with the most excitement I've ever seen on her face, but I knew we really shouldn't because we would get the worst hate ever. I was not looking forward to getting more hate directed to me or Hill.

"No." I demanded to Hillary.

"Why? This is good!" She questioned me worriedly.

"Because I don't want hate. It's enough right now with just a follow and a couple mentions. So, no. I'm not tweeting about it."

"Okay, yeah. Thats a good point. I guess I wont either."

Trying to sprout a small conversation considering there was a good minute or two of silence I said, "Should we message him back? Or..."

She looked at me like I was a complete idiot and said "You stupid, or nah? Yeah you should message him back." And then showed me her message she sent and asked "Good?"

As I nodded I came up with a message that I wasnt too crazy about, but I couldn't think straight and find a good DM I could send him floating somewhere in my mind.

Hi Matt, thanks. It means a lot to me that you said that to me. And, same I cant wait to meet you. I hope me and Hill keep our cool tho...

As I showed Hillary the message she nodded as she stuffed her face into the mountain of blankets on my bed. With muted cries and a bouncing back I knew that she was done for the night.

I let Hillary have the bed, and took two pillows down to the floor, almost forgetting to stuff a blanket underneath me before I darted off to my wonderland of dreams.