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natalie atkins 12:21PM los angeles, california.
my interview with james was officially over, i was backstage, as soon as it finished i messaged him to let him know, currently i was waiting for shawn to message me so i can walk out and meet him outside, i would go out and talk to the fans but i was just worried something could happen.
after about five minutes of waiting, and the crew looking at me funny because i was still here, my phone buzzes with a message from shawn.
shawn hey im outside, don't be scared but i'm going to 'surprise' you
now im worried, what is he planning? i walk outside, to see shawn taking pictures with some fans, he looks my way and smiles, rushing over, his fans screaming his name, he comes up close to me and pulls my face to his, "loosen up" he mumbles before pressing his lips to mine and kissing me, i shut my eyes softly and lean into the kiss.
everything seems to fade away, i can barely hear the fans screaming and then he pulls away, a smile on his face as he rests his forehead on mine.
wow.
i pushed those butterfly feelings i had, "hi" i mumble quietly, i can hear him chuckle and look down at me, taking my hands in his, "hey, ready to go?" he asks, i nod my head slowly, still trying to process the kiss, he takes my hand and opens the passenger door of his car for me, i thank him quietly as he shuts the door and walks over to the driver's side.
"where to?" i ask with a smile once he gets inside and shuts the door, "how do you feel about italian food?" he suggests and my smile broke out into an ever wider one.
"it's actually my second favorite type of food."
he chuckles, "good to know, i've booked us a reservation at an italian place i used to go to a lot."
"alright, let's go then, i am starving" i say groaning at the end, placing my hands on my stomach as it rumbles, he chuckles and drives off.
we get to the restaurant, shawn parks right in front, i look over, gino's, i've heard about this restaurant, i'm pretty sure they're famous for their bruschetta, it's also known for being a celebrity hotspot. a lot of a-list celebrities come here for food, i wonder who i'll see in there.
we got in and the front of house staff asked if we had reservations, "yeah, reservation for mendes." he says, they check the list and then let us through, seating up near the far back, to avoid as much paparrazi as possible.
"this place is really nice" i mumble quietly as we make our way to our table, the occasional person looking at us.
shawn smiles, "im glad you like it so far." he says, we both look down at the menu, deciding what to get and i swore i could see shawn looking up at me the whole time.
"do you know what you want?" he asks, and i nod my head, my eyes scanning the menu one last time, all of the food on here looks so good.
"i think i'm going to get the eggplant parmesan, i haven't had that in a while and it sounds amazing."
