Who's the One? (Magcon) {ON HOLD}

Chapter 45!!!!

~Kia’s POV~

I’m standing against the wall beside the stage while the guys are meeting and greeting their fans. While the other girls are waiting for their turn to meet the guys, they’ll walk towards me and take a picture with me. Some of them said really nice things about me and I made sure to follow them on twitter as soon as possible but some of the girls that came up to me said really mean things about me either. They’re such a slut; they were wearing really short shorts that really show their butt off and they’re just wearing a bandeau tops. I mean if you’re just gonna wear those kinds of clothes, why don’t you just go naked? Geez. And it’s also cold outside, I bet their freezing their ass out when they came here.

I looked at them sadly as they swing their hips towards the boys. One of the girls came up to Matt and she let him touch her butt. You know where they would touch each other’s butts then look at the camera looking you’re all surprise. One of them came up to Shawn and forced him to kiss her on the lips. I can see that Shawn doesn’t want to kiss the girl but she put her arms around his neck and forced him, she jumped for Shawn to catch her but he didn’t, embarrassing. Shawn just put his hands on her waist, nothing else. They have about a minute make out session. I know that the girl enjoyed it but I don’t know about Shawn.

I stopped focusing on those hoes and try to focus on the girls who want to talk and take a picture of me. There were about 100+ girls who came up to me again after I looked away from those slutty girls and they were all really nice. I looked around the venue and I think there were about 300 or more girls who came today and there are teenager guys in here too. I’ve never seen this many people before, it’s too many. I looked at some of the girls that are closer to me and they were all flawless and tall. They’re all perfect. I keep looking at the girls sadly because I know that I wouldn’t look that perfect and flawless like them until someone stands up beside me and I kind of lost track of the girls and those cute boys too. I looked up and saw Taylor with his arms cross on his chest. I looked away and sadly continued looking at the girls who are having fun; some of them are having wayyy to much fun.

“Stop looking at them like that,” Taylor said, irritably. “You’re better than them.”

“How do you know that?” I said, sadly without turning my head to look at him. “You haven’t even met them yet. Some of them were really nice and some of them are sluts and mean.”

“Well I know that you’re better than them because my thoughts of the day are always you, I can never get you out of my head, Kia and I don’t mind it at all because my smiles seems to appear everytime,” he said while his arms made his way on my waist. I looked up to see his beautiful brown eyes and quickly leaned in for a hug.

“That’s the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me,” I whispered in his hair. “Thank you.”

He pulled away and he put both of his thumbs on my cheeks and started moving it.

“Why are you crying?” he asked, sadly.

“I’m just happy,” I cried happily.

He smiled at me while he keeps moving his thumbs on my cheeks to wipe my tears. He stopped and we both looked at each other’s eyes. He moved his hands on my waist; he lifted me up and sits me up on the stage. Taylor walked in between my legs then he put my arms around his neck while he puts his hands around my torso. We looked at each other’s eyes and I saw him lick and bit his lip. I smirked at him and he grinned. I shook my head no and he began pouting his lips and doing his puppy dog eyes. I laughed at him while his being cute and all until someone disturbed us. A group of the slut girls came towards us and they pulled Taylor away from my legs, so they could touch him. He pulled away from the girls then he grabbed my hand and we both started running away. I almost tripped as I didn’t have my balanced yet and Taylor helped me up. We ran away to the backstage and we both sat down at the couch.

“What are we doing here?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I just want some time alone with you,” he replied, then winked at me.

“Yeah we never hang out that much,” I said.

“Yeah and I just want to be you and I, alone,” he said back and winked at me once again.

“Well,” I started off but before I could continue my sentence Taylor expeditiously inserted his lips on mine. I felt butterflies in my body, fireworks firing everywhere and electricity keeps crossing through our lips every second that has passed by. The sweet and passionate kiss suddenly turned into a heated make out session. I slowly lay down on the couch that we were just sitting on and Taylor climbed on top of me. I have my hands around his neck and started stroking his soft brown hair with a bandana while his hand is on my hips and the other one on my face. Every seconds that passed, Taylor keeps moving his hands away from my hips and more to my chest. As he almost reached it, I pulled him away from me to stop it from happening.

“I can’t, I’m sorry,” I apologize to him sadly.

He got off on top of me but now his sitting on my thighs.

“It’s okay. I don’t want to hurry,” he beamed.

I smiled at him. I tried to get up but I forgot that his sitting on me. “Oh no you’re not going anywhere,” he smirked. Before I know it, I died laughing. He started tickling me on my sides and my neck. He joined me from laughing but he continues tickling me even though I was begging him to stop. “Bandana. Boy. Please. Stop. My. Belly. Hurts.” I said in between my laughs. “Never,” he said back. He keeps tickling me until we both heard our names by the microphone calling us. He finally stops and I tried catching my breath. We both stood up and walked our way to where the noise is coming from. We got outside the backstage as we saw every girl crowded in the stage and all the guys up on the stage.

“What’s going on?” I asked as Shawn came up to me for a hug.

“We get to sing our song,” Shawn smiled, excitedly.

He grabbed two stool and two microphones while I went to grab his guitars from the corner. I sat on the stool with one guitar on my hand and Shawn sat on the other stool. He looked at me; I looked back and nodded to tell him that I’m ready. He smiled and I smiled back. We both started strumming the guitars and sang when it’s our turn to sing.

We finished singing our song and everyone started cheering and shouting. “That was amazing,” “I ship you! SHIA forevs!” and “Ew that song sucks!” Even though there were some hates, I tried focusing on my lovers because I know that the haters are just jealous of me. Shawn and I stood up and started bowing and thanking them. After, Shawn grabbed the guitar out of my hands and handed me a microphone. I asked him what I’m gonna do with it then Mahogany played the song Super Bass by Nicki Minaj. I started singing and rapping and when the chorus came, everyone on stage started dancing with me; we were just all having the best time of our lives.