Finding for Something |Shawn Mendes|

Chapter 2

Mason's Point of View

When I arrived at the airport, I went to the counter to claim my purchased ticket to Toronto.
I walked up to the desk to see a bright cheery lady. "Hello, how my I help you?" She smiled.
"I have a ticket on hold and I want to claim it." I said, returning her smile.
"Last name please?" She asked.
"Mendes." I said.

She typed away in the computer ahead of her and left to get my ticket.
"Here you go, Ms Mendes." She handed me the ticket and told me which gate it was.
I waved goodbye to her and walked to the proper gate.

Finally, I get to see my brother after 3 years! I'm so excited I might just cry. I waited for my flight to be called and when it was, I jumps to my feet and showed the flight attendant my ticket. He ripped off half of the ticket, handing it back to me.

I went to my 2nd class spot and pit the luggage above my head. I sat closest to the window and waited for the other people to join.
After a half an hour, I texted Shawn to let him know I was in the plane. The flight would take 4 hours to get from here to Toronto so I also texted him that too.

Minutes passed and finally the plane attendant told us to put on our seat belts while the plane was taking off. I had no one beside me yet, which was a good thing. Putting in my earbuds, I looked through the music on this phone. Same kind if music I listen to anyways.

I put on 'Fun' by Troye Sivan and pressed the shuffle button.

•••

Three hours have passed already and I was really excited and nervous at the same time. I can't wait to see my older brother again!

When he left, he was becoming famous by making YouTube videos every week. Sooner than I thought, he was signed with a record label but he declined it. He told me he declined it because of me; he didn't want my father to hurt me more.

I sighed a bit in my set and looked out the window again. 'Sleep like a baby Tonight' by U2 was playing through my earbuds.

When I was getting bored of listening to music, I turned off 'my' phone and put it in my jean pocket. I was starting to get even more nervous every minute we were closer to Toronto's airport.

Shawn's Point of View

I was really excited that Mason was coming to live with me. I missed our moments together and I really kissed seeing her smile.
I was over at Nash and Cameron's shared hotel room when I got two texts from Mason.
"Hey, my sister is coming! We have to pick her up at the airport." I ran to the door as slid my shoes on.
"Okay, okay! Calm down Shawny." Nash called.

Cameron stayed back. Nash and I drive to the airport and were ready to pickup Mason!

•••

By the time we get there, we had 10 minutes to kill before Masons flight arrived. We found a parking stall; surprising, and ran to the doors and found the gate Mason was going to come out of any minute.

The announcement was made satin that the flight to Toronto from Quebec came. I felt my stomach doing somersaults when passengers started to leave the plane.

After a couple minutes, Nash was in the background and that's when I saw Mason for the first time in three years.
"Mason!" I shouted, running towards her.
"Shawn!" She shrieked, running up I me too.

Once I felt her in my embrace, I swung her around and faced towards where Nash was; holding up a camera recording the moment.
Tears were happily running down my face as so were Masons.
"I missed you so fricken much!!!!" I laughed while crying.
"Me too! I really need to tell you what happened back home but, I really missed you!" Mason cried.

I continued I hug and rock us back and forth before we broke apart. Mason wiped the remaining tears from her eyes and smiled at Nash.

Mason's Point of View

"Hi, you must be Nash or Cameron. I have no clue but, I've heard a lot." I said, sticking out my hand.
"I'm Nash. You must be Mason Shawn has talked about all the time." I shook his extended arm and smiled.
"I hope wonder things." I mumbled.
"That's correct." He responded.

Shawn grabbed my stuff out of my hands and walked towards the exit if the airport, leaving me no choice but to accept that he took my luggage.
"Well I guess I have no choice but to let him take my crap..." I looked over at a smiling Nash.
"He's always like this; so nice, humorous and kind. No bad bone in his body." He wanted to continue but, he glanced at me.
"How about you? I mean, I barely know you and I can see your like Shawn." Nash said as we walked outside the airport.

I followed behind Nash as he walked towards the vehicle; black range rover. "I am a quiet person but, outgoing, if you know what I mean. I like to make people confused and curious about me that sometimes I question myself on. I'm weird..." I finished.
"No, I completely understand in a way." He responds.
"Are you sure?" I asked, raising up an eyebrow.
He gave me a confused look, "Now I'm not too sure." He chuckled, opening up the front seat to me.
"Thanks." I paused, looking at Nash. "I make people rethink what Rey like to say all the time." He closed the door and went in the backseat behind Shawn.

This is going to be fun...
Hanging out with Shawn...
Hanging out with friends...

Having the time of my life away from my abusive father...