The Story of Us

Nine

"We're heeeere!"

Shawn woke me up after a long flight. My body was sore from being cramped up in the tiny airplane seat.

I stretched my arms and stood.

"Good sleep?" Shawn slipped his arms around me from behind.

"Mhm." I nodded. As we waited for everyone to get their stuff and get off the plane, Shawn rested his chin on my head.

I looked up at him and smiled.

As we walked through the airport, Shawn held my hand as I was talking to Johnson.

As I finished talking to Jack, Taylor caught my eye.

He looked at me and Shawn's interlocked fingers, then widened his eyes at me. He came over.

"So, are you guys official, or...?"

I looked at Taylor, then up at Shawn.

"Are we?" I asked.

Shawn hesitated, then smiled.

"Guess we are now." He leaned in, and I stood on my tiptoes to reach. Our lips met, and the guys bursted into conversation.

"AWW!" Nash yelled.

"Shut up Nash!" I said, blushing and leaned into Shawn. He laughed and put his arms around me.

"Holy crap it's hot out here."

We stepped into the bright Orlando sun, and it was hot.

"What time is the show?" Aaron asked.

"1:00 tomorrow." Cam answered.

"What should we do today?" Matt asked, looking at all of us.

"We could just lay around. Be lazy." I suggested. All the boys looked like they were cool with that.

I was sharing a room with the guys' friend, Mahogany, but she wouldn't be getting here until later tonight. I put on a hoodie and a pair of leggings, and texted Shawn.

Z: quick snack run before movie marathon?
S: sounds like a plan. Meet me outside in five?
Z: deal

I slid on my sneakers, not bothering to tie them. I slid my phone and my room key in my pocket, and walked out.

Right as I was exiting the room, I saw Shawn. He grinned at me, and I did the same.

"How come you get that big smile on your face every time you see me?"

"Because you're cute and I like it." He replied, causing me to blush.

I grinned, and we were off.

"Sour patch?"

We were in 7/11, getting snacks for our movie marathon.

"Um, duh."

"Watermelon or regular?"

"Ugh, I was hoping I'd never get asked this question..."

"How about both?" Shawn asked, grinning.

"That could work." I replied.

Ten minutes later, the checkout counter was piled high with junk food and topped with two drinks.

"Think we got enough?" I asked innocently, looking up at Shawn.

"Eh. It'll do." He replied, playing along.