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A/n- it's currently 5 am and I've been up for about 3-4 hours and boy oh boy it's cause of the medicine I'm taking since YAH GIRL IS SICK RN but I got you guys stacked on chapter💸💸
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In the morning Mason was still next to me. He was passed out face planted in the pillow. I swear it looks like he's trying to suffocate himself or he actually was dead. He let out a loud snore scaring me a bit.

Well... he wasn't dead.

I grabbed my phone seeing it was noon.

'Damn why did I sleep in so late?'

I go onto Snapchat seeing Cameron added to him story.

I go onto Snapchat seeing Cameron added to him story

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I'm so gonna kill Cameron.

"We look smoking hot" Masons raspy voice caught me off guard making me drop my phone in my lap. I look at him, he still looked exhausted and his eyes were still a little red from last night. "Take a picture it'll last longer" he winks at me and I slam a pillow in his face.

I get up and head to my closet picking out black overalls and a lace tank top going to the bathroom.

"awe you're not gonna change in here?" Mason whined and I rolled my eyes. "I'm taking a shower" I close the bathroom door and lock it just Incase that Australian perv walks in.

I strip throwing my old clothes in the laundry. I stop in front of the mirror looking at myself. It's almost a routine to look at myself and see every flaw of mine. This is what people don't see.

People only see my colorful hair, makeup filled face, and cute clothes.

They don't see the stretch marks from when I starved myself or the scars all down my thighs that prevent me from wearing shorts or going to the beach.

A few tears slip and I wipe them getting into the shower washing my greasy hair and gross body. Once I shaved my legs and armpits I got out and dried my body slipping the clothes on I had gotten out and blow dried my hair.

I left the bathroom seeing Mason still on my bed.

"You smell good" he smiles at me "thanks" I say "we should probably go out with the other guys" he nods and we both go into the living room where all the guys were chilling.

Cameron instantly smiles widely at me "how you guys sleep?" Toby teases but Mason didn't get the gist.

"Really good her bed is cozy as fuck." He says and everyone laughs. "Yeah and evidently Phoenix's body is comfortable too" Eric says making me blush hard. "Oh yeah she's soft as well" Mason looks at me smiling.

I cross my arms feeling frustrated.

Being friends with only guys was a pain in the ass "don't you guys have the convention today?" I changed the subject "yeah we do in about an hour" Cam says and I really didn't want to go I was hoping he would allow me to stay back.

Yesterday sucked ass.

"I don't have to go this time right?" I clutched the blanket and he shook his head "no you were uncomfortable yesterday you don't have to today" he says and I sigh in relief.

I didn't have anything planned for today, the guys were gonna be gone for hours so I decided to grab a bunch of snacks and start up Netflix.

A couple hours go by and the door opens and closes. There's no way that the guys are back.

Turning around I seen mason and he waved at me smiling like a dork. "What are you doing back early?" I asked and he plops down next to me "Cameron wanted me to check on you plus I was getting bored. It's weird to meet people who adore you over a computer screen" he shrugs.

"Plus hanging out with you is way more fun than that" at first I thought he was joking but like when I looked over at him he was seriously looking at the tv not smiling or anything. "I wanted to say thanks by the way" he placed his hand on my leg and looks at me "for last night... I was having the worst panic attack and honestly..." he paused for a moment "... you being there helped." I grabbed his hand and held it in mine giving him a sympathetic smile "Mason I understand I really do. What it feels like to not have anyone or being alone to deal with shit yourself"

We sat there staring at each other till he leans in and kisses me.

I sat there in shock.

When he pulled away he was shocked too "I'm so sorry I didn't- that wasn't- fuck!" He got up and ran out of the apartment. I didn't even chase him I still was confused as to why he kissed me.

What confused me more was how right it felt. I thought my first kiss would've been with Cameron and it would've been magical but instead it was a mistake made by his friend but it made me more happy then thinking about Cameron kissing me.

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A couple hours had gone by and Mason wasn't back but the guys had walked through the door. I was hoping Mason was with them but he didn't walk through the door. "Where's Mace?" Matt asked and I shrugged my shoulders "he left and I thought he was with you guys"

I was worried about Mason but the guys seems chill with him being gone "probably fucking some girl or getting wasted" Jay shrugged and I felt my stomach drop.

A wave of sadness hit me and I got up "I'm gonna be in my room" I walk passed the guys and shut my door behind me. I just laid in my bed checking my phone if he texted me but there were just notifications from Snapchat and Instagram along with some messages from my mom.

I just plugged my phone in and crawling into my blankets.

There was a knock on my door before it opened revealing Cameron. He smiled a bit before shutting the door and sitting down where my feet were.

"What's the matter? What happened?" He rubbed my calf trying to calm me "I don't even know Cameron. He came and checked up on me and then thanked me for helping him out last night since he was having a panic attack then he.. he kissed me" I sat up running my fingers through my tangled hair. "He kissed you?" - "Yes! And I don't know how to fucking feel about it Cam I'm so fucked and thinking a million things at once and I don't know where he is and Jay said he might be fucking some girl and I don't know what that means for me or why it matters-"

He cuts me off by squishing my face together

"you like him Phoenix"

I like him? No I don't.

"Yeah... I like Mason" i didn't even mean to say it. Do I really?

I like Mason Bradford.

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