Without You (A Taylor Caniff Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

(I just want to tell you guys that I do know that magcon broke up, but this story is supposed to be when old magcon was still touring.)
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Magcon was awful.

Taylor and I were about 30 minutes late, and everyone began tweeting me and unfollowing me.

"@saraespinosa Taylor is acting like he cares more about you than us! He would never be late for an event.

"@saraespinosa You hoe!"

"@saraespinosa Nobody likes you! You're only famous because you're Matts sister."

"@saraespinosa You only want Taylor for the fame!"

Taylor even received some nasty tweets.

"@taylorcaniff this bitch is going to ruin you"

"@taylorcaniff you're being someone you're not!"

On the bright side, there were some good ones.

"@saraespinosa I don't get why people are making a big deal, you were just late, it happens.

"@saraespinosa they just want to create drama"

But, it was super awkward the whole time. During the meet and greet, fans wouldn't even look at me. Some came up to me, but half the time they would give me dirty looks and only go up to the guys instead.

So I decided to leave the place. I told Taylor and he said he would just get a ride from Cameron. Then I told the security I was leaving, and I'm guessing they understood what was happening because they let me go. As I was making my way out, people cheered. Great.

I was walking to my car when a girl approached me.

"Are you okay?" She asked me. She had black straight hair that was just past her shoulders, and she was wearing a floral tank top and jeans.

I looked at her a brief moment before answering.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied.

"You sure? Those tweets were pretty bad." She crossed her arms.

I looked down.

"I'm Mandi, by the way." She said, making me look up.

"Yeah, I'm Sara."

"I know." She chuckled.

"Do you want to go do something?" I asked her. I didn't have anything else to do, and well, this girl seems nice.

She looked confused.

"Well when someone meets a celebrity they don't usually ask that. But okay." She laughed.

The fact that she referred to me as a celebrity was crazy.

"I'm not a celebrity," I said. "I'm just like anyone else.

"So where do you want to go?" Mandi asked me, dropping the subject.

"I don't know, Taco Bell? Do you like tacos?" I laughed. But I really do like tacos.

"Yeah, let's go there."