Chapter 43: Dark Horse

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When I heard Hayes say that I was so scared. I could sing its just I never liked showing it.

"Hayes, I will just play the guitar" I said

"Fine..." Hayes said

"Dont worry, you will do great" Maddy said patting my back

"Just close your eyes" Grace said

"And open them" Hailey said

"When your ready" Diana said

"Goodluck!" Bridget said.

"Okay ladies first we have Tori playing te guitar!" Mahogonay said

I walked on the stage, grabbed a stool and a mic.

"Uhh hi?" I said

"HI!" Everyone said

"Okay im gonna do Dark Horse" I said

I started off my guitar and staryed playing the music on it. Everyone was swaying so I decided to sing with it

~So you wanna play with magic?
Boy, you should know what ya fallin for
Baby do you dare to do this
Because Im comma at ya like a dark horse
Are you ready for ready for
A perfect storm a perfect storm
Cuz what is mine what is mine
Theres no going back!~

When the song ended everyone started clapping.

What I remeber is Jack and Jack singing flights, smackcam and Nash twerking😂😂 And Cameron grinding. Now its the meet and greet. Every thing went pretty good I just hope tomorrow is the same!

~4 hours later~

Magcon is half way done!
We got to the hotel and everyone passed out besides me. I was making a card for Hayes. I put happy birthday of course, then I put reasons why I love him. This is what I got.

Happy Birthday Hayess!

Your 15 and Ily. I love you because you can make me smile,you laugh can cheer anyone who is sad. The hair flip is hot af. They way you walk,they way you talk. They way you even dress makes me laugh. I know you wont cheat or do anything you will regret. I know we might not last for a while. But lets make every second count. Ily baby.

(I made him 1 year older)

Thats what I got so far so ill continue it later. I woke up Hayes since to tell him Happy birthday one last time. We left the presents at home since it was to big!

"Goodnight Hayes" I said kissing his forehead.

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