malaya;

"These are the rules, girls." my mom eyed both of us. Still not believing that she agreed to let us be with boys for a month, I rolled my eyes. There must be a catch. "Number one, y-"

"How many rules are there?" Maya, seriously? She's already on edge about this.

She proceeded, not answering Maya's question. "Number one, you both can not be out past 1:00. Number two, no drugs, obviously. Number three, use protection." That time she eyed Maya longingly, glancing at me for a second, a trying not to laugh, "Number four, Mal, don't get drunk. I'm serious, drinking is only for the idiots. Number five, 5,000 limit of money used on your bank accounts."

"Um...we both don't have a bank account." I eyed her questioningly.

"You've had them for years. For college." she told us.

"Are those all the rules?" Maya asked.

"Yes, also, Hayes and Nash are incredible boys, I doubt you won't have any problems with protection with them there. Oh, I almost forgot, where is this place you're staying at?"

"Um...Nash said somewhere in Florida, but I don't know where exactly we're staying in." Maya told mom.

"Oh, well okay. Three more days then. Shopping is mandatory." she winked, heading into the kitchen.

"Yay! Shopping! Mally, let's go!" Maya squealed automatically at the words. Covering my ears, I sighed.

"I guess I could go sh-"

"Yay!" Yep, I'm going to kill her.

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"Where are we going?" I asked, eyeing the familiar houses.

"Well....Nash is coming. Have to pick him up." she smiled sheepishly.

"I'm not going in." I crossed my arms over my chest, stubbornly. Maya laughed, causing me to look at her confused.

"Oh, yes, you are. Even if I have to drag you in there, you'll go." she nodded, giving me the look that said, 'no arguing.'

"I ca-"

"You can and you will. At least say thank you to Nash for letting us come along. Oh, and Elizabeth misses you like crazy. It will only be the respectful and nice thing to do." Maya nodded.

"Fine, Mom." I muttered sarcastically, climbing out of the Jeep. She walked in front of me into the house. I, of course, acted like a child, stomping and glaring at every little thing in my way. Yelling was heard from the door when we walked in. I started making my way towards it.

"C'mon, it's Mal." I stopped walking, curious on why they were talking about me.

"I don't want Mal to come, she's a bitch. She ruined me and Jax's relationship. She ignored me because she was jealous of Jax! It's all her fucking fault! Everything is!" I stopped listening, the tears beginning to fill my eyes. I watched Maya storm into the living room, a loud smack heard.

"Why don't you run back to Jax then, Hayes? All your good for is breaking people these days. Think before your speak because your best friend, my little sister, listened to all of it." I ran out to the car, slamming the door behind me. Is this what it feels like to be really heartbroken? If it is, it feels like hell it's self.

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n e x t d a y

"What about this? It would look so cute on you." Maya held up the tank top, shaking the piece of fabric in front of my frowning face. I shook my head for the hundredth time today.

"I was thinking last night, and I don't think I wanna go on th-"

"Don't let that asshole cause you to have second thoughts about going. He's not worth it, sis." she embraced me, rubbing my back in a comforting manner.

"I just shouldn't go. I'm not apart of MagCon, I don't belong there." I mumbled.

"Bullshit! The guys love you last time I heard. You've been to like ten of the shows. And not with the fans, on the stage. You do belong there. And anyways, I can't go if you don't." I let out a laugh at the little speech.

"I don't feel like shopping though. I can just go in Florida." I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Bitch, we're shopping, like now. So, no backing out of this." she flicked my ear.

I groaned and she squealed at a top. This is going to be a long day.

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