The Magcon Girl(Magcon boys fanfiction)

t w e n t y - t w o

ELLE.

''So, are you just going to listen to music the entire car ride and bore me?''

''Yes.''

''But I'm bored.'' I whine. He glares at me and I glare back at him. He continues to listen to music while he ignores me and I look out of the window, sighing. After a few minutes someone tugs at my hair. I whip around and glare at Shawn.

''What.''I snap. He chuckles and shakes his head.

''You wanted to talk.So talk.''He says. 

I run a hand through my hair,

''Well uh. What do you want to talk about?''I ask him and he rolls his eyes.

''Are you fucking kidding me,''He hisses.

''Okay,okay. Um, we could play 20 questions?'' I suggest. He rolls his eyes for the tenth time since I got in this car.

''Can you get more lame?'' He complains.

''Then what do you want to talk about, poohead?''I say. He raises his eyebrows.

''Did you just call me poohead?''He laughs at me and I purse my lips, ''That's the stupidest excuse for an insult I ever heard.'' He mocks. I groan in frustration and he laughs.

''So, were you ever thinking about writing original songs?''I ask him, seriously. He looks at me confused, his eyebrows furrowing.

''I have, I guess. Thought about it.''

''Then why haven't you written any?''I ask him curiously.

Shawn is obviously musically talented, why not try to write original music?

''I guess I haven't really tried as much.''

''Oh.''

''What about you?'' I'm surprised by his words, I was expecting an insult by now.

''I'm not really that well with music and such,''I reply honestly.

''Are you fucking kidding me?''He curses under his breath and I furrow my eyebrows.

''You're an amazing singer Elle.You're great at playing the piano. You could write amazing songs and your voice is really unique.''

I'm shocked and by the looks of it,he's shocked too from the words that tumble from his lips as his cheeks redden. Shawn blushing? Well that's not something you get to see everyday.

''You're blushing!''I exclaim, grinning.

''N-No I'm not!''

''Yea you are!''I say chuckling and bring my hands up to his cheeks, squeezing lightly, ''Your cheeks are red.'' I say and laugh at him and he grunts angrily, but doesn't pull my hands away from his face as he continues to stare in my eyes. His eyes are brown with a yellow tint to it and they remind me of Cameron's. His gaze drops to my lips and he bites his own, and my hands drop from his cheeks quickly and I sit back to where I was before as I cross my legs and lean my back towards the window.

''So, first question. What's your favourite color?''I ask him and he looks at me with a ' really ' look and I shrug my shoulders. He sighs.

''Black.''

''Black's not a color.''

''Yea it is.

''No it's not.It's a tone.''

''I don't give a fuck.

''Language!''

''Whatever.'' He replies and rolls his eyes.