Crazy, Stupid, Love// Magcon Fan Fiction

Thirty Four

~Heather~

On Monday morning when we arrived back home, it was sort of a rush to get ready and stuff because we were meeting up for lunch with Teresa.

"Fuck it, I'm so tired," Liah whined as Carmen drove us all to the restaurant.

"For once I actually agree with you," I seconded, resisting the urge to yawn. We left the lake house around sixish this morning so we're all pretty out of it.

While trying to keep my eyes open, my phone vibrated in my hand with a text.

BandanaBoiii♥♡: Hey baby. Miss you already. ♡ Just thought I'd let you know, I really like your face and I think you're fucking beautiful. :)

I couldn't help but smile at the message. Taylor usually messages me cute things for no reason and honestly, I'm not complaining.

Quickly I replied to the message and then put my phone away.

Walking into the restaurant, Liah (as per usual) was complaining about something ridiculous while Caitlin went to go confirm our reservation.

Ten minutes after being seated, Teresa arrived.

"Long time, no see hey," I said as I hugged her.

"I know right, its been ages," She said.

After hugging everyone else, we sat down to discuss the matter at hand.

"Okay, so I was thinking that starting from today, we could hint at something big happening on Friday and then make a video introducing Teresa," Carmen said.

"So if we start it today, we'd be building up suspense?" Liah asked.

"Exactly," She confirmed.

"Guys, I'm literally so excited to be joining the channel," Teresa grinned.

"Well we're super happy to have you joining us because its gonna be amazing!" Caitlin said, her pitch rising on the word amazing.

"Oh, and requirements of being a Styler youtuber, you have to hangout with the Magcon boys," Liah grinned.

"Speaking of which, apparently all your guys' dreams have come true," Teresa winked. 

We all couldn't help but laugh at her statement. Back in high school, we always used to talk about how someday I was going to get together with Taylor, and Caitlin was gonna marry Cam and well, Liah was a shifter. She's literally liked almost all of the boys. Carmen's just always had a soft spot for all of them.

As we continued to have lunch and just talk about the future of Variety Style, I once again realised why I'm friends with these girls. Honestly, we laugh so much, its not normal. You know how they say laughter adds on four years to your life expectancy? In that case, we're gonna be freaking immortal.

"Oh my god, we're so funny," Liah said as we were all trying to recover from laughing about something vulgar that Caitlin had said, "why don't we have our own reality show?"

"We'd be like the Kardashians," Carmen laughed.

"Oh, I call dibs on being Kendall," Caitlin said.

"I'm Khloe on so many levels," I laughed.

"I wanna be Norman!" Carmen exclaimed.

"The dog!" We all giggled. Oh god, people must think we're mental.

Several laughs later, we headed our separate ways. While the girls headed home, Carmen dropped me off at Taylor's place.

"Hey, babe," I grinned at him as he opened the door of his apartment.

"Hey," He smiled back before I felt the familiar taste of his lips on mine. "Have I ever told you how beautiful I think you are?" He asked as we sat down in the living room.

"You told me that three hours ago, but thank you," I giggled.

"So, I was thinking right, you're super into ballet, right?" He asked as I lay my head in his lap.

"Yeeeaah," I said, wondering where he was going with this. I did ballet from the age of three until I turned seventeen.

"So, guess who got two tix to the Saintpetersberg ballet," He grinned, pulling two pieces of rectangular cardboard from his pocket.

"Taylor Michael Caniff, you didn't!" I freaked. I've been dying to get tickets for the show but they were all sold out within minutes.

"Oh, but I did," He chuckled.

"But how? I mean, they were all totally sold out and impossible to get and ohhh my god, I'm not okay right now!" My emotions were all over the place at the moment because dude, Saintpetersberg!

"I know a friend of a friend, and its the least I could do for the most amazing girl I know," He said, laughing a little at my outburst.

"Oh my god, shut up and kiss me, you dork!" I giggled as I kissed him.

As per usual, the kiss was absolutely perfect.

"You called me a dork," He mumbled with a pout as we pulled away.

"But you're a cute dork," I giggled.

"You're even cuter," He said with a lopsided grin.

"So you're calling me a dork?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Maybe," He smirked.

"As long as I'm your only dork, I'm okay with that," I smiled, pressing my forehead against his.

"Yeah, you are," He said. "And I'm yours?"

"Totally," I grinned.

"Shut up and kiss me again, you dork," He said with a small smile.

"Gladly," I grinned but not before adding, "I may be a dork, but you're an even bigger one."

And then the dork kissed me again.