The Story of Us

Six

"I dare you to confess your true feelings to any person in the room." Matt said finally, smirking.

"I really hate you guys." Shawn said, looking up at the ceiling. I gazed at him, finally getting a chance to stare uninterrupted.

Woah, did I really just.... No Zander. Cut it out. No relationships, remember? Guys are stupid, and untrustworthy, and.... Oh my god, look at his arms!

"Fine! Zander..."

I tensed. Shawn faced me, his eyes filled with worry.

"Zander, I really like you. From the moment I saw you, I knew I would have to compete with every one of these idiots for your attention. But I'm glad we're becoming friends. I love your confidence, your energy, your being laid-back. I love hanging out with you and getting to know you, and.... My god. I constantly think about you, and I couldn't be happier about you being a part of this tour. You're just... Amazing. And now that I've poured my heart out, let the teasing begin." Shawn said.

I covered my face with my hands, my face heating up.

"Awwww!"

Taylor looked up at me, and nudged my leg.

"Shut up Taylor." I said sheepishly.

We played for a little while longer, until it was like two a.m. I was staying in a room at the same hotel, but I was all by myself.

"Guys, it's two am. I need some sleep before the flight tomorrow." I said, yawning and stretching my arms.

"I'll walk you out." Shawn said, getting up. I grinned.

We'd been flirting and sneaking looks at each other, all night.

I walked out, Shawn not far behind.

"This was fun." I said, leaning against the wall and looking up at Shawn.

"That's for sure."

"Thank you... For all the nice stuff you said earlier. It means a lot."

"Hey, it was nothing. I was only speaking truth." He replied, shrugging.

"You know, I do feel the exact same way, right?"

"You do?" Shawn looked shocked.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"You're this gorgeous, confident dancer who's a year and a half older than me. I'm some shy, sixteen year old with a voice. That's it. A voice. I honestly thought you'd fall for Gilinksy or Johnson."

"Well, I didn't. I fell for you." I said, taking a step towards him.

"Zander.... Can I kiss you?"

I stood on my tiptoes, gently holding the side of Shawn's face. He placed his hands around my waist and hesitated. I locked eyes with him, and he grinned. I smiled, and pressed my lips against his.

After we pulled away, Shawn gazed at me, a small smile playing upon his lips.

"What?"

"Zander, what are we?"

I pondered for a moment.

"We'll figure that out." I grinned.

I kissed his cheek and went into my room. I flopped onto the bed, face up.

*bzzt!*

'Taylor:iMessage'

T: so are you and Shawn a thing now???
Z: still figuring that out
T: well what happened after you guys left?
Z: ask Shawn 😁
T: zan!
Z: sorrreeeee
T: I really hate you sometimes
Z: love you too
T: shut up.
Z: we may or may not have kissed. Now, leave me alone
T: WHAT!
Z: night Tay 😚

I put my phone down on the nightstand and rolled over, pulling the blankets up to my chin. My phone buzzed again. I flipped over and unlocked it. This time, it was Shawn.

S: goodnight 🌙
Z: niiiiight ⭐️💕
S: wanna do something tomorrow before the show?
Z: after we've flown all day?
S: cuddling, movies and your favorite snacks?
Z: fine, you won me over.
Z: wait, do you even know my favorite snacks?
S: I'll find a way 😚 night beautiful 😍
Z: night love ❤️