Twins 3//Hayes Grier

Chapter 41 (day 2 of 7)

Dallas's outfit ^

{By the way this was posted a day before my.birthday}

Dallas's POV

I had Nolan on my hip as I walked into the venue seeing Aisha. I smiled and waved at her, she mimicked my movements, I walked back to the boys and caught them dancing to lil mama-lip gloss. I busted out laughing, Nolan was giggling at them. Nolan suddenly choked on his little apple slice [A/N: and died. Jk he didn't and or doesn't die] I patted his back quickly, he spit his apple onto the ground and began to clap, "again. Again" he cheered. We all laughed at his after reaction, "you ok baby" I asked, he nodded, I sat him down on the ground, picked up his apple slice and threw it away. We danced around a little more until everyone was finally here and ready to get the show on the road.

Hours later we were taking pictures and meeting fans. Unfortunately for me, I had more haters than fans here. I took a step back and just let the boys meet the fans, besides they came here for them, not me. Cameron came over to me with Carson, "mind watching him while I finish up" he asked, I nodded, "slut!" a girl shouted, "thank you" another agreed, I wanted to say, "go fuck yourself," but I didn't say anything. I kept my mouth shut and smiled, I went to my notes on my phone and wrote a poem:
[A/N: I actually wrote this poem so please do not take credit for it. If you would like to use it anywhere than just message me. Thanks]

Your not pretty,
I know this.
Your a slut,
But I'm not.
I hate these judgements,
All they do is put me down.
Broken scars,
They re-open.
Fake smiles,
Aren't worth it.
What do I do?
Go with it.
Soon they'll stop,
Right?

No they won't.
It never stops.
They're obsessive teens,
I was them once.
They don't know you to judge you,
But do they?
How does anyone know me,
When I don't know myself?

It doesn't help when they put me down,

I'm older than most.

Age is only a number to show your growth,

Maturity is a characteristic to show your age.

©Kayleen
[A/N: made that one up on a whim but still don't use without my permission. Unless you use it and give me credit.]

Nash came over to me, "aye, can you hand me my waterbottle behind you" he asked, I nodded and tossed it to him. I looked over, Carson and Nolan were playing peek-a-boo next to my chair, I smiled and snapped a picture. I went to twitter and tweeted. Your words do hurt, but I'm not what you say I am. I recorded Nolan and Carson for 43 seconds and sent the video to my dad. He read the message but didn't reply, dontcha just hate that? When someone reads your message but doesn't reply. I for sure do. Hayes does that a lot. It makes me sometimes wonder if I'm annoying or not.

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Fact: I like 5sos

A/N: my favorite 5sos song is probably Beside You. Sorry it took so long to update. My dad was being a duck [literally meant duck] and didn't pay my phone bill which sucks because I'm on my own bill with T-Mobile, which btws is sucky af! I wrote a few chapters while my phone was off because I'm da bomb and my phone worked like that. I know you guys are thinking, why didn't you just use your mom's or grandma's phone like you used to? Well the answer to that is:

I didn't use them because they were always on them and I didn't want to be rude and like take there phones and just download all my apps on their phones.

But yeah. I wasn't dead just was waiting for my phone to be turned back on. HERE I AM THOUGH! I'M BACK! Ok so I wanna tell y'all again, if you need anything I'm an inbox away.

I love y'all! Peace Twinsers♥∞