The Offer That Changed My Life (A Shawn Mendes fanfiction)

Sight Seeing Gone Wrong

"Okay, you guys have another concert tonight," Charles explains to Shawn and I. We're sitting in the lobby now listening to a bunch of rules for going outside. Yesterday was our first tour performance, and now we have a chance to look around Indiana. "You are allowed to go sightseeing today, but you have to be back by six tonight." I look down at my phone. It's two right now.

"Okay," I agree. "But can we borrow a rental car?"

"Sure, but be careful," Angela agrees before handing Shawn the keys.

"We will," Shawn promises. When we get outside of the hotel, he turns to me. "Where do you want to go to?"

"Hmm," I think for a moment. "I've heard that their museum here is pretty cool. The Indianapolis Children's Museum. We could go there."

"Taking in the fact that it has the word 'children' in it, it sounds like it'll have some childish stuff there. LET'S GO!" ️he cheers. "Can you tell me the directions? You can just use your GPS."

"Pshh, I can just use a map," I laugh. "I'm great at directions."

"Are you sure?" Shawn asks, raising his eyebrows. "No offense, but you don't seem like someone who reads directions a lot."

"I can do it," I repeat but I giggle at his unsureness. "I've done it before."

"Okay," he finally gives in. "Just pay close attention to the map. Don't get us lost."

"WOW, I SEE HOW MUCH FAITH YOU HAVE IN ME!" I jokingly yell while getting into the car.

Shawn chuckles while getting into the drivers seat. "Okay. Where do I go to first?"

I take the map that is in the rental car and then read out the first turn we have to make. He nods and then turns, following my directions.

***

Two hours later, our car slows down to a stop in the middle of nowhere.

"Where are we?" Shawn asks while looking around.

"I donno," I answer truthfully while looking out of the window at the sight around us, which isn't much. We just stopped in the middle of the country. "But why did the car stop?"

"Let's go check," he offers and I nod.

We get out and then Shawn walks to the front of the car and pulls open the hood. A bunch of smoke comes pouring out as he starts coughing and waving the smoke away with his hand.

After about ten minutes of checking the car, Shawn sighs and pulls away. "I don't see anything unusual."

"Hold on," I stop while climbing back into the car and I see that the gas tank is empty. "Umm... We're out of gas..."

"Are you serious?" he gasps while running one of his hands through his hair. "This is great. Just great. And we don't even know where we're at. I told you that you should've just used your GPS."

"I told you all the directions right," I snap. "You just didn't follow them."

"Oh, so now it's my fault?" he spits out. "If you told me the right directions, we would have been there by now and we wouldn't have run out of gas and gotten stuck in the middle of nowhere."

I get quiet and then look at Shawn. "Sorry," I mumble. "I'll go look for a gas station or something."

I start to walk in a random direction, hoping to possibly find somewhere to get gas from. I hate fighting with anyone- it's horrible. But fighting with Shawn, that's even worse. There's just something about it. Maybe it's watching him go from his sweet self to being super mad or maybe it's just the fact that it's sucks fighting with someone you're in love with. The truth is that it's both.