What If I'm Happy Here? (Shawn Mendes)

2.

We walked into a completely spotless room. The bed was made, and there was no clutter, no clothes; nothing. The only hint that someone had been there was the lone suitcase sitting in the corner.

"Does he use his room?" I questioned, still mind-boggled.

"Yeah, he just cleans," Matt replied.

He's a 15-year-old boy and he cleans his room? The other room we were in was a complete pigsty.

Matt set up his camera and we all sat down along the side of the bed. We discussed ideas and decided to do the baby food challenge. We had debated doing an #Ask... but we decided it was too boring. I had also suggested the boys try to do my makeup, but that probably woulda have been hard with three of them.

Nash grabbed a bandana from Taylor and I grabbed some towels from the bathroom to set up along the floor. I knew we'd make a mess. I was really nervous to do this in Shawn's room because it was so clean.

"Guys, should we be doing this in Shawn's room?" I asked, "We're gonna make such a mess."

"It'll be fine." Cameron reassured me, "We'll clean it up."

We started the challenge, and about 30 seconds in there was baby food everywhere. Cameron had spit out beef and beef gravy baby food all over the floor. He kept refusing to eat it so the clump of brown would fall off the spoon. It was so funny watching each boy try their hardest not to throw up as the orange or green substance leaked out of their mouth. That sounds so gross and it was, but it was also really funny. Each of us took turns blindfolded, as the other shoved the worst smelling and tasting—almost liquid—food into each other's mouths. What a weird day it's been already.

Nash was the last to go. He was spitting out spinach and potato when the door opened.

"Oh fuck," Cameron muttered under his breath.

I gave him a confused look then turned my attention to the boy who had just entered the room. He was pretty tall but looked a lot younger than the others. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked upset.

"What the hell." He spoke calmly, glaring at the baby food-stained comforter and carpet.

"Shawn, it's fine we'll clean it up," Nash said defensively.

I grabbed the towels off the floor, passed Shawn awkwardly, and brought them into the bathroom. Then I grabbed a face cloth and wet it a little, while I hear faint chatter from the room.

"You guys are assholes." Shawn said as I came out of the bathroom, "it's not your room."

"We didn't think you'd care." Cameron explained, "we've filmed in your room before."

"It's not my room either." Shawn said, "it's the hotels and you stained their floors."

I mean he was right, but we hadn't even tried to get the stain out. It wasn't even bad, the towels had caught most of it. I started to press the damp cloth down on the stain, soaking up the food. When I lifted the cloth, most of it had but removed from the carpet. It should be okay.

"Look," I said, pointing down at the carpet. "It's fine."

My voice matched the tone of Nash and Cameron's snarky comments, but I didn't mean to come off so rude. Shawn's upset eyes met mine. Shit, I feel bad. He raised his eyebrows, nodded his head, and walked out of the room

"Oops, I feel bad now," I said honestly.

"It's okay, your fine Shawn's always like that," Matt said

"Rough first impression for you though," Cameron said laughing.

I slapped his arm playfully, rolled my eyes, and shook my head at his dumb comment, trying my hardest not to give him a smile.

"What are you doing for the rest of the day?" Cameron asked.

"Probably just chilling out, it's an off day for me," I replied.

"You should stay with us for the day if you can" The boys nodded agreeing with Cameron.

Today has been pretty fun, so I was happy to stay. Nash explained that it would be pretty chill this evening because they don't start the event till next week. Today was their first day and they just rehearsed and set up a bit. It was still pretty early and if I got too tired I could leave. But for now, I'm having a pretty good time.