shawn's tour diary

time

shawn's pov

"so how do i fix this ian" i said resting on the couch

"you don't. you screwed up. game over." he said jokingly

i smacked him on the head

"ouch??" he said confused

"please help me, you always have good advice" i pleaded

"that was before i had a girl."

"what the hell? you have a girl?" a smile was drawn on my otherwise gloomy face

"wow thanks shawn." he laughed sarcastically

"no i'm serious, who is it?" i said curious

"her name's bailey, and.." he said taking something out of his pocket

he unfolded it and showed me her number

"give me that" i said

"after what happened, i might need it"

"no way man. she's not like stella. she's not drama, she's not moody, and-"

before he could continue i smacked him on the head again

"why are you still defending her? i thought you hated her." he said rubbing his head

"i could never. i was just mad, and drunk. i never drink."

"yeah you were a goody goody" ian said patting me on the back

"just tell her how you feel, she'll understand, if she doesn't she's not worth it." he reassured me

he got up and started walking away, "and get with it so we can go on a double date" he shouted

i sighed and decided that he was right. i invested so much time in stella, as much as i loved her. i had to focus on my career, my tour, and well, myself. maybe i had broken up with her for a reason.

you know what they say, time heals all wounds.

my manager had yelled at me this morning. he said i had to do a radio interview before we left stockholm. i was hoping to meet fans, sometimes meeting fans was all i needed to fix a bad day.

ian's pov

"hey.. bailey? this is ian, i'm leaving stockholm soon and i was wondering if you wanted to hang out."

"hi ian. and yeah that sounds great. when are you free?"

"right now actually. i was supposed to tag along with shawn to the radio station, but i'd rather see you." wow i'm a total shmuck

"sounds great. pick me up at the grand hotel. at 3." she hung up

i put the phone down and looked at the time. 2:30.

shawn's pov

after the radio interview i went out to meet some fans, i was probably more excited than they were.

"shawn i love you" said a cute girl with a thick accent

i took tons of selfies and pictures

i saw a gorgeous girl standing off to the side and i approached her

she looked up from her phone with a confused look, "hi?" she said

"hey so-" i said pointing to her phone

"can i help you?" she said walking away

god i'm such an idiot. she had no idea who i was.

i finished taking pictures with everyone else, but i couldn't get that girl off my mind. she was so pretty, and i was a complete air headed jerk.

like always.

ian's pov

i hugged her and her hair smelled so good. wow i'm creepy

"how have you been." i said opening the door.

we decided to go on the fancy side. i had some more money and i thought why not spend it, since i can't use it outside of sweden.

she wore a nice dress. it was gray with a cutout on the back, and some sandals.
i wore black pants with a collared shirt, we were quite the sharp couple.

even though, we weren't really a couple. what if i was mistaking this as something more, when she just wanted to be friends?

we got seated. and then i started to get panicky.

"ian you look great." she smiled sweetly

i could feel myself blush.

"you too." i said genuinely

"so you're leaving soon, i'm really gonna miss you." she said eyeing the menu

"don't worry. i go to la a lot, we can hang out more then." i tried to comfort her, but i was just as uneasy about it as she was.

"so. what's wrong with you." she said seriously

"what??"

"you're hot, smart, funny, sweet. where are your flaws?" she giggled

"i have a ton, trust me."

"like?"

"there's too many."

"i have time." she said leaning in

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shawn's pov

later that day i packed up and got ready to leave for berlin.