I woke up to my phone buzzing. Troye wants to facetime me.
" Hey." I said.
" I'm so happy for you!" He screamed. I jumped.
" Troye?" I questioned.
" It's me! I'm jamming to your song!" Troye began singing the lyrics.
" Troye, I just woke up." I giggled.
" C'mon, sing with me! " He replayed the song.
" And we play our favorite songs!!! " He sang.
" You're so loud." I laughed.
" Sorry to disturb but my solo is coming so shush." Troye said and began singing again. I laughed.
" Shut up! I'm trying to sleep!" I hear someone shout.
" Who was that?" Troye said.
" I'm on tour with Mahogany, Jacob, and Shawn." I said.
" Ohhh. I wanna come." Troye said.
" The tour is over in a week." I said.
" Ah, you should have told me earlier." Troye pouted. A song came on.
" Oh, I like this one." I smiled as I listened Fun.
" Well, it's my song so." Troye flipped his imaginary long hair.
" Ha. ha." I said.
" Which song you like from my ep?" Troye asked.
" I like Fun, Touch, Gasoline, The Fault in Our Stars, and Happy Little Pill. So all of them. " I said.
" If you had to listen to only one, which one?" Troye asked.
" That's a hard one... Um, Touch or Fun." I said.
" I like Gasoline. It's my favorite." Troye smiled.
" It's your song." I said.
" You have any new songs coming?" Troye smiled widely.
" Yea. " I grabbed my song book.
" You have a song book!" Troye shouted.
" No, this is my book of spells." I smiled.
" Liar. What songs you wrote so far? " Troye said.
" Me and my girls. Reflections. Enemy fire. Cool Kids. " I said. (A/N: Credits to Fifth Harmony, Misterwives, Bea Miller, and Echosmith.)
" Enemy fire sounds interesting. " Troye said.
" I wrote that when Taylor made my friends turn on me. And you were the only one to care for me." I frowned.
" That's the past, forget it. Sing it." Troye turned off his music and sat down on his chair. I nod.
" Oh, Oh, Oh. Oh, Oh, Oh. Oh, Oh, Oh. Enemy fire. Who's a friend? Who's an enemy? Cause sometimes they look same to me. But looks can be pleasing yet so deceiving. Sweet words from a serpent' s tongue. It's like playing with a loaded gun. Who knows what truth is? How do you prove it? " I sang then stopped.
" Why you stopped?" Troye asked.
" Uh. I thought I heard something." I said.
" Oh." Troye said.
" Get up! We are going sight seeing." I hear Mahogany said.
" I gotta go." I said.
" Wait, what state you are in?" Troye asked.
" Uh, New York. We are staying here for about three days." I said.
" Okay, bye."
" Bye." I ended our facetime. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and brushed my hair. I walled out. I see Mahogany in a floral dress.
" I love that dress." I smiled.
" Jacob bought it for me." Mahogany smiled.
" Ohhh." I wiggled my eyebrows.
" Shut up. Get ready." Mahogany blushed. I laughed and went to my suit case. I grabbed skinny jeans and a black crop top that covers my stomach. I went in the bathroom and changed. I didn't put makeup on. I curled my hair and put a gray beanie on. I walked out and put on my vans. Shawn was in khaki pants and a flannel shirt. Jacob was wearing the same outfit.
" Who were you talking to?" Shawn asked me.
" Troye." I said. I sat by him and went on my phone. Shawn put his arm around my shoulder. I leaned my head on his shoulder.
" I heard you singing." Shawn whispered.
" Shut up." I said.
" Why don't you sing to me?" Shawn said.
" I don't wanna." I smiled. Before Shawn could say anything, Mahogany said, " Lego!" We walked out the bus.
" I went to New York to many times." I said.
" I didn't so." Mahogany flipped her hair. We continued walking. We stopped by the mall.
" Oh my! Shawn Mendes!" A girl screams and runs over. Soon all the girls came.
" Ugh." I said to myself. I manage to get out the crowd. I sat on the bench, watching everyone scream. Soon, a group of people came to me.
" You're funny." The girl said. I looked at her confused.
" You get reject from singing but yet, you make a music video." The guy said.
" Your singing sucks just like you." She said.
" I don't need time for your hate." I said.
" I'm telling you, you're gonna lose your fame. Everyone is gonna hate you." He said. I ignored them.
" You're ugly, talentless, and fake." The girl said. Can I slap that smirk off her cake face?
" Hey, I bet if she gets in a movie, no one would watch." He laughed. My eyes started to get watery.
" Cry. Cry like a baby. No one cares about you. No one will miss you." The girl laughs.
" Christina!" Someone shouted.
" Ugh, let's go, Wendy." The guy said. They walked away. Shawn ran to me.
" Who were they?"
" Fans." I faked a smile. Shawn nodded. We went shopping. My mind kept thinking about what they said. Her name is Wendy?
" Christina!" Mahogany said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
" Wha-yea?" I said.
" Are you okay?" No, I want to hide and cry all day.
" I'm fine." I said. She nodded and went to Jacob.
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We got back from sightseeing and the concert. I lay in bed, tired.
" Christina, someone is here for you." Shawn said. I got up and walked out.
" Troye!" I shout. I jump on his back and wrap my legs around him.
" Nice to see you too." He laughs. I get down and hug him.
" I miss you so much." I said.
" I miss you more. I need my best friend back." Troye said. I smiled.
" You flew all the way for to meet me?" I asked.
" No, only for Shawn' s concert." Shawn began to laugh.
" And you... mostly." Troye continued.
" Whatever." Shawn walked out. I laughed. I hugged Troye again.
" You miss me so much." He laughed.
" Yes." I said. We sat on my couch.
" So this song book?" Troye said.
" Oh God. It's on my bed." I said. He got up and walked towards my bed. I rolled my eyes. He sat by me and looked through it.
" Everyone keeps reading that." I said.
" Because it's good." He smiled.
" I like these songs." Troye smiled.
" I try." I smiled.
" Who's that- Oh, hi." Mahogany said.
" Hey. I'm Troye." He said.
" I know, I heard your songs. I'm Mahogany." She said. It got a little awkward so I coughed.
" Oh, I need to see Jacob, I think he is calling me. Coming! Haha, he's funny." Mahogany said while walking away.
" So where are you staying?" I asked.
" A hotel. It's near this pizza place. Honestly love it." Troye said. I nod.
" Anything happened today?" Troye asked.
" Uh... sightseeing." I said.
" Met any fans?" I froze, I thought about that girl and boy who talked to me.
" Uh... Yea, tons." I said.
" What happened?" Troye said.
" What do you mean?"
" I know you. Something bad happened." Troye said. My eyes gotten watery.
" Don't cry." A tear slipped down.
" They said I was ugly, talentless, and fake. They said everyone hates me." I cried. Troye wrapped his arms around me. I cried on his chest.
" I'm weak. If I can't handle the hate, why should I try to became what I want to be?" I said.
" It's your dream. Everyone is going to hate on something. It's our job to ignore them. " Troye stroked my hair.
" Troye, am I worth it? Do I belong in this world?" I asked.
" Yes. You are totally worth being in this crazy world." I giggled. I pulled away from him. He wiped my tears.
" Better?" Troye asked.
" Yes. Thank you, Troye. I don't know what I'll so without you." I smiled.
" Maybe eat ice cream while watch Netflix all day." I lightly pushed him on the shoulder and laughed.
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Troye left because it was getting late. We texted nonstop so far. I checked to see it was midnight.
To Troye:
We have been texting for 4 hours. I need sleep.
From Troye:
Ah. Fine. Good night. Sweet dreams.
To Troye:
Good night. :)
I put away my phone. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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