We get off the plane and land in LA. We get out of the airport and decide to go sight-seeing.
The streets are packed. Cars, performers on the streets, advertisers, and just plain old visitors.
We get a cab and get to the hotel we're staying at, and see a bunch of girls surrounding the lobby.
"Who tweeted?!" I scream at the boys.
"Sorry.." Nash murmurs. I give him a dirty look and grin as we get in the hotel through a secret entrance.
I feel bad that I can't say hi to any of my fans, because I don't really interact with them that much. I pull up twitter on my phone to apologize to some fans:
"I'm so sorry to all of my LA fans that didn't get to see me in the hotel lobby! Love goes out to you all 😘"
The tweet goes out and I instantly get comments and retweets. Some comments are nice, and some are just plain rude..
We get into our hotel room and I drop my bags in relief. Finally I can rest..
I decide to throw on my Aeropostale sweatpants and fuzzy socks. I hop into the bed and pull the massive covers over my body. As soon as I close my eyes, I feel someone put their arms around me. Matt.
I instantly smile and turn over to see him, shirtless, right next to me. Before I know it we both drift off to sleep..
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True Love
FanfictionMacey, a die hard Magcon fan, travels to Woodbridge, Virginia to become a professional model. When she gets the job, that's not all she gets..