Okay guys, so this chapter is a little bit different, I can't exactly explain everything but I hope that you guys understand the point that I try to make in this chapter.
Chapter 17: NAFs
Malia’s POV
The rest of the Magcon Q and A went without error. I answered a few more questions. Something about me today just felt off, or different. Ever since I had my long thought process I just couldn’t stop thinking about it. About the whole book question. I feel like the book has a double meaning or maybe I am overanalyzing it, but whatever.
However Magcon cannot be stopped because Malia India Dallas has weird thoughts so the show went on. We were at the point where we were taking pictures with the ___. I don’t know what to call them. I want to come up with a name for all of the people who support us because calling them fans makes me feel as if I am belittling them as a person. So for now I will call them NAF’s. Not a fan. Several NAF’s came up to Cameron and I and we took pictures and signed as much stuff as we could and followed them on twitter. I saw India walking with Sammy. Sammy was the one who asked me the question.
“Hey Sammy, India,” I say acknowledging both of them.
“You remember me?” She asks stunned.
“Of course I do,” I say to her with a smile and I give her a hug. I follow her on twitter and Cameron does the same. We take a bunch of pictures together and I sign a bunch of her stuff and Cameron does too. Why can’t I do more than just this? I feel like we do the same thing for everyone. All these boys have to do is give them a hug tell them they are beautiful and the girls are instantly in tears. I don’t understand, we shouldn’t be able to do that. You should have to put effort into something to be able to control someone’s emotions. Their presence shouldn’t render you speechless, since when did I become better than you? Just because people actually know who I am doesn’t mean I am better, it just means I am lucky, privileged, fortunate, whatever you want to call it but not better.
“When is your birthday Sammy?” I ask her, I want her to feel a friendship connection not a fan connection.
“October 29, 1999,” she says. Remember that Malia. Luckily for me, I have a pretty good memory, I don’t have a photographic one, and I’m not special like that. But I have a weird knack for almost always remembering people’s birthdays and just odd little facts about them.
I couldn’t get to know everything about Sammy and India but I gave India my number without telling Sammy (I didn’t want another Jake incident, not that I don’t trust her, but I don’t know her) so India could call and text me so we could get to know each other. It may just be one or two NAFs at a time, but is a step closer than doing nothing. The day continued and I tried to learn as much about my NAFs as I could.
I met so many people. Megan, Ella, Elle, Charlotte, Sophia, Thea, Adrian, Carrie, Molly, Rachel, Brittney, Haley, Ali, Asha, Skylar, Mary Kate, Mckayla, Samantha, Melody, Valery, Tracy, another Rachel, Taylor, Sydney, Eloise, Katherine, Catarina, Sara, Lauren, Caroline, Sandra, and Julia. There were so many more but my brain isn’t allowing me to remember everything and it makes me feel completely guilty. Perhaps next time I meet them all I can write down their names so then I will remember them for sure. That reminds me. I pull out my phone and I add to my list of YouTube video ideas.
- Girl’s clothing
- Relationship between Fan and Celebrities (NAF announcement)
I don’t know when I will make my next video but it is hopefully soon because I need to get my thoughts out to people. I want my NAF’s to understand that I know what they are going through, or at least I hope I know.
“Hey Mals were going to order pizza because last time didn’t go so well,” Cameron says referring to the Chinese place.
“Fine by me, get one with pineapple on it,” I say to him and I engross myself into my phone once again planning out everything.
15 minutes later
“MALS! PIZZA IS HERE!” Cameron shouts to me. I look up from my phone and walk over. YES! He got a pineapple pizza. I pick up a slice and set it on a plate and dig in. Man food tasted good. I could also make a video out of that. My weird food addiction.
“Have you guys figured out what is going on with the whole Malia performing now thing?” Carter asks Cameron and me.
“Wow, I couldn’t have said it better myself,” I say sarcastically as I roll my eyes but laugh.
“I talked to Bart and he said she can go after Aaron, then the show will continue on as normal,” Cameron says. And of course this is the first I am hearing about.
“Well what am I supposed to do? I get that I sing, but will I be borrowing Shawn’s guitar and the piano or do I need to like submit a CD with instrumentals of tracks I want to sing?” I ask them. Maybe I can write a song about my NAF’s.
“If you want, in the future you can give Jerry a CD with the instrumental tracks on it, but for now you can borrow my guitar and use the piano,” Shawn says.
“Who is Jerry?” I ask.
“He’s the guy who does the sound check,” Taylor says.
“Oh he’s the voice?” I ask, wow now I know his name.
“Yeah, I guess you can call him that,” Taylor replies with a chuckle and then goes back to eating his pizza.
“Alright, I will make a CD thingy for Jerry after Magcon. How many songs should I sing?” I ask them for their opinion because I have never done this before.
“I usually sing about 3 and same with Jack and Jack,” Shawn says and then he points to Gilinsky and Johnson. Okay I can come up with three songs. Lunch break is over way sooner than I would have liked but we all make our way back onto the stage and the Magcon show starts.
“HEY ORLANDO!!!” Nash shouts.
“So there has been a recent change if you didn’t already know, Malia Dallas, Cameron’s sister, is now part of the group and we found out she can sing so she will be performing as well as Shaw, Jack and Jack, and Aaron,” He says. Well okay then.
“LIP GLOSS DANCE! LIP GLOSS DANCE! LIP GLOSS DANCE!” The NAF’s start chanting. Well okay then. I look over to Mahogany to see she is already setting up the song. She is pretty good at this. I hear the familiar beat to this song that has become the guys’ signature dance and we all get into the beat. We hear the lyrics start and we jump twice and grind our hips against Oxygen because that is just what the NAF’s wanted. I get how this is a drug to them, the beat to this song is so catchy and the fact that the guys dance and grind their hips to it probably only makes it even better for them.
When the song ends random songs start playing and we all sing into the microphones even though half the guys can’t exactly sing.
Hold on, we’re going home by Drake comes on and this is a classic. I love this song, it’s cool but I like the girl version better because I feel like it shows off more range, and it’s also just easier for me to sing. I see beach balls come out practically nowhere and they are flung into the crowd and a bunch of confetti is sprinkled from the ceiling. It’s raining colors. I don’t even know where they came from but it’s cool.
“Alright we are going to do the chubby bunny challenge on stage for you guys. Even though we have done it before,” Aaron states. Oh just grand. I will be chocking on white fluffiness in front of all of these people. And they will probably get it on video. I see a bunch of people bringing out bags of marshmallows. They were the big ones, well this will be interesting. They had set up the floor with towels so we wouldn’t puke all over the stage, how considerate.
“Alright so if you don’t know what the chubby bunny challenge is, you have large marshmallows and you have to see how many you can fit in your mouth without chewing them or spitting them out. Every time you add a marshmallow you have to say ‘Chubby Bunny’ so yeah that’s it let’s get started,” Nash explains then we are each handed a bag of marshmallows.
“I am going to get a stool because I cannot do this standing,” I say into the microphone and quickly grab a stool then sit down. I take a marshmallow out of the bag and put it in my mouth, these things are bigger than you think.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say.
“Chubby Bunny,” Hayes says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Shawn says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Nash says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam is the last to say then we do it all over again. I put another marshmallow in my mouth.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say.
“Chubby Bunny,” Hayes says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Shawn says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Nash says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. We do another one, man this is getting harder.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say.
“Chubby Bunny,” Hayes says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Shawn says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Nash says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. I try putting one more marshmallow in. Yes it fits let’s see if I can say it.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say.
“Chubby Bunny,” Hayes tries to say but he can’t stop the marshmallows from falling out of his mouth and onto the towel.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Shawn says but he almost spits them all out.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Nash says with some trouble, but he manages.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says it with no problem. I saw the video where he had like 11 in his mouth. I try sticking another in, I need to move the others around in my mouth. I move the marshmallows so they can fit together and I get the fifth one in.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says. He looks so funny right now, like a chipmunk, I probably look worse.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says with some trouble.
“Chubby Bunny,” Shawn starts to say but they tumble out.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says. But he starts laughing, however he manages to keep them all in there.
“Chubby Bunny,” Nash says. But then he looks at Matt’s face and he starts laughing too and he wasn’t as fortunate as Matt, so the marshmallows were now on the towel.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. Not fair.
“Thanks for ruining me Matt,” Nash says sarcastically while Matt attempts a smile but it just looks weird. Can I even fit another marshmallow in my mouth? It is worth a try. I try finding a place to put it and when I come up empty handed I just shoved it in.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say, but it doesn’t really sound like it.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. I am not going to win this I know, I may last longer than Aaron and maybe Matt only because he is laughing but the rest of the guys act like there is nothing in their mouths. ONE MORE! I think to myself as I shove the seventh marshmallow in.
“Chubby Bunny,” I say in victory.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Aaron says. However he spits them all out. I was right I could beat Aaron.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. What is it with these guys? Can I even do 8? I have no idea how I have seven in my mouth right now. I try sticking in the 8th one but I can’t so I just spit them all out and say.
“Chubby Bunny,” as I eat the 8th one and chew it with a huge grin on my face because I was done. Seven marshmallows and I am proud. The NAFs clapped for me but they got quiet because the other guys were still in it.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. I watch as the boys continue this process for about 2 more marshmallows. Haha what if you told time by marshmallows like it is 10 past marshmallow or something. Shut up Malia, that doesn’t make any sense. Why you gotta be so rude? You’re the one talking to yourself. True.
“Chubby Bunny,” Taylor says however Taylor gags and I almost thought he would choke but thankfully he spit them out in time.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says. His face looks so concentrated right now. VINE!
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt says. He is not laughing anymore.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. Cameron looks like he could have eight more.
They are now at 11 marshmallows.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack G says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Jack J says but one rolls out as he says it and when he tries to stop it the others fall out as well.
“Chubby Bunny,” Matt attempts to say but he laughs and they all come out.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cameron says. So now it is Gilinsky and Cameron, I feel like this is going to be marked down in the history textbooks. They stick another marshmallow in.
“Chubby Bunny,” Gilinsky says.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cam says. I just hope neither of them choke.
3 marshmallows later…
“Chubby Bunny,” Gilinsky says. It finally looks like he is having a bit of trouble saying it.
“Chubby Bunny,” Cameron says, he has the same face as Gilinsky. I don’t want them to choke can this just be over with? They stick another one in, and I am holding my breath.
“Chub—,” Jack G starts but halfway through stops himself to readjust the marshmallow. Please do not let him choke.
“Chubby Bunny,” He says successfully.
“Chubby Bunn—,” Cameron starts but on that last y sound all the marshmallows tumble out. He had 14 marshmallows and that was the fifteenth so Gilinsky wins. The NAF’s are going wild as I walk over to Cam to make sure he is okay.
“You okay?” I ask him as I rest a hand on his back. He looks up at me.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I nod my head in acceptance of his answer.
“OKAY GILINSKY IS THE WINNER!” Nash shouts to the NAF’s.
“Alright now Shawn is going to sing for you guys because I think we are all marshamallowed out and he has had some time to cool off,” Nash says into the microphone and we all grab the towels and walk offstage and let Shawn perform.
“I need water,” I say, my mouth feels so dry from the marshmallows.
“Me too,” Gilinsky agrees with me. His mouth must be really dry right now he had 15 marshmallows in it. We find water bottles and immediately begin drinking them.
“Somebody’s thirsty,” Johnson says. I roll my eyes.
“Really?” I ask rhetorically. I walk over next to Cameron and I lean on him. I feel tired for some reason.
“Do you know what you are going to sing?” He asks looking down at me. I nod my head with my eyes closed because I am too tired. I push my reading glasses onto the top of my head. I have been wearing them more and more. I just keep forgetting to take them off. I feel Cameron sit down on something and so I sit down on his lap and lean my head on his shoulder and keep my eyes closed.
“Why are you so tried?” He asks.
“I don’t know,” I mumble into his shirt. I actually didn’t though. I was just worn out.
“I want Starbucks,” I declared. I lifted my head up. Maybe I could go and get some really quickly.
“NO, you can’t,” Cameron said, breaking me from my thoughts. Ugh. I hear the NAF’s screaming and I look to see that Shawn had finished and now Jack and Jack were on stage. Well when they are done Aaron will go on then I am last. I was suddenly nervous but I knew this would happen every time. I would get nervous before I went on stage then I would feel comfortable and just let everything happen naturally. I remained where I was on Cameron’s lap with my head rested on his shoulder for what felt like 30 seconds but was apparently all of Jack and Jack’s show. I saw Aaron go on stage and all the NAFs started screaming. I am happy that Aaron has decided to go into music he has talent and a lot of potential. He kept it a secret like me but probably not for the same reasons. I guess when most people think of the singers in Magcon they think of Shawn which is fine but he is not the only one.
Aaron handed me the microphone and Shawn handed me his guitar and I went on stage. The NAF’s were screaming. I put the microphone on the stand and sat down on the stool.
“Hey guys so I am sorry I didn’t have any instrumental CD stuff but this was kind of last minute, so I am going to sing three songs and I am pretty sure you know them all,” I start to strum on the guitar the first chords to Give Your Heart a Break by Demi Lovato.
“The day I first met you
you told me you'd never fall in love
but now that I get you
I know fear is what it really was
Now here we are,
so close yet so far.
Haven't I passed the test?
When will you realize,
Baby, I'm not like the rest?
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
On Sunday you went home alone
there were tears in your eyes
I called your cell phone, my love
but you did not reply
The world is ours. If we want it,
we can take itif you just take my hand.
There's no turning back now.
Baby, try to understand
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to wait
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
There's just so much you can take
Give your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
When your lips are on my lips
then our hearts beat as one
but you slip out of my fingertips
Every time you run, whoa-oh-whoa-oh-oh
Don't wanna break your heart
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait, to waste
So let me give your heart a break
'Cause you've been hurt before
I can see it in your eyes
You try to smile it away, some things you can't disguise
Don't wanna break your heart
Baby, I can ease the ache, the ache
So let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
There's just so much you can take
Your heart a break
Let me give your heart a break, your heart a break
Oh yeah, yeah
The day I first met you
you told me you'd never fall in love”
I finished singing and smiled at my NAF’s. I could get used to calling them NAF’s I guess.
“Thank you guys so much for all of your support and love it means the world to me and I wish I could get to know every one of you guys on a more personal level rather than just seeing all of your faces in a room. But this next song is from a movie that is kind of old but I am pretty sure you all loved Hannah Montana at one point,” I say to them. As soon as Hannah Montana left my lips they all started screaming. Yeah you are lying if you say you didn’t like that show.
“You tucked me in, turned out the light
kept me safe and sound at night
little girls depend on things like that
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair
had to drive me everywhere
you were always there when I looked back
You had to do it all alone!
Make a living, make a home
must have been as hard as it could be
And when I couldn't sleep at night
scared things wouldn't turn out right
you would hold my hand and sing to me
Caterpillar in the tree
how you wonder who you'll be
can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
don't you worry, hold on tight
I promise you that there will come a day
Butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
you’ve been waiting for this day
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
you’ve been waiting for this day
All along and known just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly, butterfly fly away
Butterfly fly away,
Butterfly fly away!” I sing the last note. The entire time I was thinking about my mom even though she didn’t raise me alone but she was always there for me. When she died it was Cameron, not my dad, who took her place but only temporarily. I love my dad don’t get me wrong but he was just never around, but that isn’t his fault. I don’t think he knows I sing yet.
“Okay I am going to do one more song, this time on the piano. If you know Fifth Harmony I think you might recognize this song,” I say to them as I walk over and sit down at the piano resting my hands on it. There was already a microphone set up next to the piano. I adjusted it so I felt comfortable with where it was. I started playing the song on the piano and it just flowed through me.
“Monday you sent me flowers, Tuesday made me feel stupid
Wednesday the world was ours, Thursday you didn't prove it
Friday fell back in love, Saturday we didn't talk, Sunday you said you needed space
Do you miss me? Am I crazy?
Am I loosing hold of your love baby?
Either you want me or you don't. I need to know, I need to know.
Who are you today? Will you be the sun or the pouring rain?
Who are you tomorrow? Will you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?
Who are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?
Who are you gonna be when there's nobody there?
Who are you today? Cause I am still the same.
Monday you had my heart, Tuesday you had me screaming
Wednesday we didn't part, Thursday you didn't mean it
Friday I shook it off, Saturday you got it wrong, Sunday I say I needed space
Do you miss me? Am I crazy?
Am I loosing hold of your love baby?
Either you want me or you don't. I need to know, I need to know.
Who are you today? Will you be the sun or the pouring rain?
Who are you tomorrow? Will you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?
Who are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?
Who are you gonna be when there's nobody there?
Who are you today? Cause I am still the same.
So strange how the same thing can make you feel so right but bring you so much pain
it’s so strange how the same things can make you love until it hurts
where do we go? I need to know.
Who are you today? Will you be the sun or the pouring rain?
Who are you tomorrow? Will you make me smile or just bring me sorrow?
Who are you gonna be when I'm lost and I'm scared?
Who are you gonna be when there's nobody there?
Who are you today? Cause I am still the same. The same,” I finished and I picked up the microphone and walked back to the center of the stage.
“Thank you guys so much for listening to me!” I shout to them. The boys come back on stage and they give me high fives. I check the time on my phone to see that it is almost four.
“Alright guys, so the show is over but now we will be doing pictures,” Taylor says. We all hop down from the stage and get set up in our groups with each other.
We were able to meet and take pictures with all of the NAF’s. I was so happy I followed and dmed all of the people I met today. I also typed their names up on a document so I wouldn’t forget them along with their twitter name next to them.
“I am exhausted,” I say as we trudge our way back to the limousine to go back to the hotel. It was only 5:30 yet I was tired. I got into the limousine and immediately laid down and closed my eyes.
“Mals, you’re taking up the entire limo, get up and you can rest on my lap,” Cameron says to me. I slowly get up and he sits down and I lean on him. The rest of the guys come in and sit.
I am too tired to pay attention and pretty soon I am fast asleep.
I feel someone carrying me. We must be in the hotel. I feel bad for the person but I am too lazy so I snuggle closer to get warmer. I hear a low chuckle, but I don’t recognize who it belongs to. It could be Cameron’s but I don’t know. I hear the hotel door open and they walk in. I feel myself being set down on the bed and I quickly snuggle under the blankets.
“You probably can’t hear this, I am going to leave a note, but we are all going to taco bell to get dinner, we will be back before you wake up so yeah,” The person says. I knew who it was now. Taco Bell sounded really good. It was Matt. I felt him rub my back comfortingly then he left. I waited to hear the door close before I opened my eyes. Thanks a lot Matt, now I won’t be sleeping.
Something about the way he talked to me and when he touched my back, just gave me butterflies. Do I like Matt? How could I? I barley know him. Maybe you can get to know him my brain said. SHUT UP! But she had a point. I considered Matt and myself pretty close, I just never contemplated the idea of me dating any of them. I sit up from my bed and I take off my shoes. I take out my phone from my pocket and plug it into its charger. I pick out my pajamas and walk into the bathroom to get a shower and get changed.
The shower felt really nice, I needed hot water to soothe myself. I hopped out of the shower and dried myself off. I slipped on underwear and a sports bra. I then put on black sweatpants that said GRYFFINDOR on the side and a t-shirt that I think was Cameron’s. It was just an old Magcon t-shirt. I brush out my wet hair so I get out as much water as possible then I attempt to French braid it, but it just looks bad, but I leave it in anyways. I then pull on a pair of tie dye Huf socks. I walk out of the bathroom and put my shoes and dirty clothes back into my suitcase. Matt must have taken off my reading glasses and set them on the nightstand because I didn’t remember taking them off. I put them on and look around for An Abundance of Katherines. It must still be in the limousine. I guess they didn’t bring it in. UGH, I really wanted to read. Oh well.
I grab my laptop and sit cross legged on the bed. I go onto YouTube to see how people are responding to my video. I scroll through some of the comments and I am getting positive feedback, a couple with negativity “but without pain how could we know joy,” –John Green (The Fault in Our Stars) Anyways, I went on twitter.
@MaliaIDallas: Thanks so much for all the feedback on the video, I hope to be doing a lot more! J
I send the tweet out. I go onto Netflix and I start watching Criminal Minds. I had seen almost all the episodes. It was kind of like Sherlock except more believable, and the fact that these guys dealt with sociopaths just intrigued me so much. I didn’t bother with the headphones because no one was here. Matt said they would be back soon, or before I woke up but I guess he just didn’t plan on me waking up as early as I did. Oh well.
The door to my hotel room opened about halfway into the episode I was currently watching and I was too engrossed in it to look up.
“Good to see that you’re up,” I hear Shawn say, and I look up.
“Did you get me food?” I ask perking up.
“Yeah, I think Cameron has it though,” he says. Where is Cameron anyways?
“Where is he?” I ask as I get off the bed and make my way towards Shawn.
“I think he is still in the lobby, some fans found out we were staying here,” He said. He sounded a bit annoyed but I knew it wasn’t because he didn’t like the NAF’s but it was because we are people too and we want to have normal parts of our lives as well.
I was really hungry so I put on the first pair of shoes I saw which happened to be my Harry Potter converse. I grabbed a key and my phone and went to the elevator. I pressed the down button and waited patiently for the elevator to arrive. When it did I walked in. I was glad that no one else was on this floor, because nobody I didn’t know would be getting off the elevator. I rode the elevator down to the lobby playing on my phone while I waited. When the elevator dinged I looked up. I saw the boys standing in the lobby with the taco bell bags and a bunch of girls around them. This is adorable. I snapped a quick picture of them. I didn’t really want to seem like I was intruding, but I really wanted my food. I walked around so Cameron could see me but so the girls couldn’t because they had their backs to me. I waved my hands until he noticed me. When he did I mouthed, ‘GIVE ME THE FOOD!’
He didn’t seem to understand because he made a weird face which caused the girls to turn around and look at me.
“Oh my gosh! You’re Malia!” They scream and run over to me. I laugh.
“Yeah, last time I checked,” I say casually.
“Can we get a picture with the Dallas Stars?” One of the NAF’s asks.
“Sure,” I say and I grab Cameron and the girls all get around us. We smile for the picture even though I look like a train wreck.
“THANK YOU SO MUCH! WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!” They all shout and then run away. The sad thing is they don’t love us. They love the IDEA of us. They don’t know us as people and I honestly believe that you can’t love someone you don’t know. People just are too lazy to say I really like _____ or that they love the idea of something so they just put love there. Whatever.
Cameron and I walk into the elevator together. I guess the rest of the guys must have gone up while I was coming down.
“How was your nap?” He asks.
“It was a good nap but I woke up after Matt brought me into the hotel room, then I took a shower and watched Netflix until Shawn came in,” I said with a bit of bounce in my voice.
“Oh, sorry about Matt,” He says.
“No need, wasn’t his fault,” I reassure him. The elevator doors open and we both walk out and into the hotel room. Tomorrow was a break day I just realized. YES!! I can sleep in. He sets the taco bell bag on the little kitchen counter and I quickly dig into the bag finding two onion less bean burritos. I brought them back to my bed where I had been watching Criminal Minds. I plugged in my headphones and took off my shoes so I could get comfortable in bed. I then pressed play and started to unwrap my first burrito.
*DING*
I checked my phone and I had a text from someone.
Unknown number: Hey Malia, this is India, I didn’t want you to think I was some random person. Just wanted to let you know, you were great today!
Malia: Thank You!
India: Your welcome, would it be alright, if Sammy face timed you?
Malia: Sure.
Suddenly I get a call from India’s phone saying she wants to face time. I hit the answer button and turn on the camera.
“Hi Sammy,” I say to her.
“AHHHHHH!!!” She screams, and it was ear piercing. Ow, that hurt a lot. Even Nash, Shawn, and Cam all turned to look at me.
“I can’t believe I get a shirt signed by all of you, a picture with you, VIP access, and now I am face timing you!” She says enthusiastically. I laugh. Should I show her the boys or would she have a heart attack?
“You wanna see the guys?” I ask her. She nods her head. I turn the camera so she sees Shawn and Nash who are currently oblivious and then I show her Cameron who was still in the small kitchen area, he was eating his taco. I got up and walked up to Matt’s room. She has been quiet so that is nice. I show her Taylor, Matt, Hayes, and Carter. Aaron, Gilinsky, and Johnson were in that room too so she got to see them as well.
“Hi guys,” she says. They all look up to see her on the phone and wave while smiling. I mouth, ‘SAMMY!’ to them so they know what her name is.
“Hi Sammy,” Matt was the first to catch on. I heard her squeal at the fact that he said her name. The rest of the guys said hi then I left their room and walked back to mine.
“It was really nice talking to you Sammy, and I am sorry I cannot talk more but I still remember your birthday is October 29, 1999 but I have to go now!” I say to her. She smiles when I tell her that I remember her birthday.
“Alright, bye!” She says then I disconnect the call. I plug my phone back in and go back to watching Netflix and eating my burrito. The ideal life.
“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience; that is the ideal life.” –Mark Twain.
Alright guys what did you think? I really want a burrito now. They get taco bell so often, ugh I really like taco bell always have. It is way better than other fast food places in my opinion and it is MEXICAN!!! I love Mexican food. Alright remember to vote and leave comments!
NAFs is a concept I myself made up and am discussing it through Malia. It is not French. The concept develops more throughout the book so in the next chapter you will learn a little bit more! hope you enjoyed it! :)
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-simplicational's queen