a story about how a fake - turned real - love affair between one very famous singer and one up and coming singer becomes a whirlwind of drama, distractions and difficulties, will they manage to escape unscathed?
find out in 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎.
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natalie atkins 23:59PM nyc, new york.
"five, four, three, two, one!" we all yell, pulling the strings on the party poppers, "happy new year!" shawn spins me around a presses his lips to mine, pulling away shortly after, it was a short, sweet and somewhat intimate kiss.
"the best way to start a new year." he whispers, resting his forehead on mine, i giggle and nod my head softly.
"couldn't agree more." i mumble, pressing my lips to his again once more, craving the feeling as i wrap my hand on his neck.
we pull away once again just as quickly as we joined, and both sighed happily in sync, "we have to catch a plane in a couple hours." i pout, remembering that my next tour show begins again tomorrow, in colorado.
shawn sighs, nodding his head, "back to the real world, huh?" i nod my head at his statement, "at least we still have all of today, one more night with you." he says, with a wide smirk as he takes my hand that was wrapped around his neck and pressing our bodies together.
"shawn! our parents are here." i whisper harshly but with a hint of playfulness, "speaking of.." i trail off, walking over to my parents to wish them a happy new years.
we then spent the next hour drinking wine and playing cards against humanity with the whole family after our other guests had left from the small party, which was fun. it was now three in the morning and i was wide awake whilst shawn had his arms wrapped around me and was snoring softly into my chest and i ran my fingers through his hair.
all i could think about was the conversation we first had when we got here, will things change for us when the pressures of being caught up in the fame? will we stay the same?
because i know that i will be crazy busy this coming year, juliana has already told me all the plans she has for me and sometimes i wish we could slow it down but if i slow it down, it could mean that the fans lose interest in me or my art - and i don't want to be a one hit wonder kind of artist.
but on the other hand, i'm terrified of losing what makes me, me. the last thing i want is to become one of those singers that's gets so wrapped up in the fame that they forget what's most important; making music that people love.
i shuffle in the bed a little bit which makes shawn stir away, "baby? why are you still awake?" he asks groggily, wiping his eye, he looks up to me and i shake my head.
"just not tired." i mumble gently, shawn pouts and pulls me in for a cuddle.
"c'mere baby." he whispers, he wraps his whole body around mine, the warmth of his skin heating up my cold body and making me more tired, i let out a small yawn and eventually we both fall asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
