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<<Your laugh does sound weird>>
~ or when ~
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Shawn
My mother waves at Mandy and then hugs me. "How are you? I'm so happy to see you, come in!"

"I'm fine, thank's Mum. I'm sorry – can we talk later? I want to accompany Mandy home."

"Oh yeah, of course! See you later, darling."

I barely nod, because I am already focused on following Mandy, and because I am way too distracted and irritated by the fact of Mandy being here and showing up at my family's doorstep.
I don't know how to handle this situation – her appearing here is absolutly confusing.

***

Mandy
"I can go home, by my own," I say stiffly and back off. "And I'm already on my way. Bye Karen." I look at Shawn. "Bye."

"Of course you can, but I'm sure, you and Shawn have a lot to talk," Karen beams. "What a coincidence!"

I really don't know, what else to say. Shawn gets closer, so I only say what comes spontaneously to my mind. "I just remembered, I have to... I have to go, just... somewhere else." I take a few steps, but Shawn is already by my side. "Wherever you go, I come with you. I'd love to take a little walk after the drive from Toronto to here."

I look at Karen. She smiles at both of us, and forms with her mouth "He's such a gentleman".
Apparently she already forget that Shawn just called me a weird stalker. Maybe she came to the conclusion it had been an insider joke.

I smile back with a surely kinda tortured smile.

We've gone only a few meters, just as far, that we're out of his mother's sight, when Shawn abruptly stops and steps in my way. "Why the fuck are you here?!"

I decide just walk around him.

"Hey," he tries to grab my arm.

I stare at his hand warningly, and he immediately lets it go.

"What have you been talking about with my mum?"

"Nothing that is important to you. ", I say.

"You've talked to my mum! Every word you've said is important to me!"

"If you want to know so badly what we've talked about then go ahead and ask your mum! And now goodbye."

He doesn't turn around and run home – he just stares at me with furrowed eyebrows.
That face. That goddamn face. Him looking at me that way hurts so much.
"I don't know, what your problem is!" I manage to snap. "I didn't ask you to appear here, too – and now you're here. I didn't know that my mum's new neighbour is the Mendes family until now. But do I say it with that kind of reproach?! No. I didn't know anything about your family until now, and to be honest, it didn't interest me even a bit."

"You're lying," Shawn shakes his head. "All you ever tell is lies." He breaths in. "I just can't get over the fact that you spoke to my mum. Have you been inside the house? Did you see anything good for your little fanfiction? Any inspiration? Oh my gosh, were you at least in my room? I mean, that has to be the most interesting place in the world for someone like you."

Now, it's enough. I take a step in his direction, so I can look him directly in the eyes. "Never."

"What?"

"Never ever call me a liar again, Mendes. I may not always say the truth, but who does that?! And if you have something with your ears, I repeat it: Never ever suggest something like that again. I told you already in the elevator, and I really thought you would've listened. But due to the impression that you seem to be deaf: I. Am. Not. Interested. In writing any stuff about you and your family – if you believe me, or not. And now, I will go take a walk. Cause if you like it or not: My mother now lives here, and so I have every right to be here, too."

***

"Wait!" He shouts.

"What do you want? Any more reproaches and allegations?" I snap. "I can do without that very well, thank you."

"No, I just wanted to accompany you."

I have to hide my surprise. Then, I shake my head. "Well, I don't want you to accompany me."

"Too bad that we have the same way" He says and I think, I can hear a little smile in his voice.

I sigh. "I suppose, I can't prevent you from that. But keep silent."

Now, he smiles for real. "I can do that. But can you?"

I roll my eyes. "Go or stay, Mendes."

He walks a little bit faster to stay by my side, and when we pass my mums new house, I point at it with my finger. "That's my mum's house. ...Or rather to say, it's gonna be the house of her and her to-be-husband."

"She'll marry again?"

Shawn sounds a bit surprised, and I bite my lip. Amys parents aren't divorced, so she had to make up some kind of story, that they are now back together, cause Shawn and I once wrote about my moving from England, Suffolk to Canada.
Shawn misinterprets my silence, cause he says: "I'm sorry, I didn't want to offend you. Sometimes, I am just too curious, I guess."

"No, no, it's okay. Yeah, my parents are divorced," I weight every word up. "But that's years ago. And I'm living on my own right now, so..."

"But it can hurt although."

"Yes, you're right." A snowflake streaks my cheek, and I look up to the sky. Suddenly thousands of snowflakes fall down from the sky. "The white gold," Shawn says when he sees my look and smiles.

"Some people call it the white devil, too," I comment, and Shawn laughs. I look around, wondering, if it was really me, making Shawn Mendes laugh.

He looks at me. "What?"

"Nothing." I shrug. "I was just wondering if your laugh always sounds that weird."

"What the... ?" He stares at me. "Are you serious?! My laugh doesn't sound weird!"

"It does, to me. It has to be because you never laugh when I'm around."

Shawn keeps silent for a moment, then he says: "You just don't give me a lot of reasons to laugh, I guess."

"Yeah, because I'm the dumb bitch, that writes this fanfiction stuff."

"I never called you a bitch."

"You know what?" I stop and look at him. It has darkened, so I can see his face only barely. In the light of the lanterns which have turned on, thousands of snoflakes dance down to earth. Kinda beautiful and kinda sad at the same time. "You're right. I'm a dumb bitch." I continue walking. "I'm a dumb bitch, because I thought, you would know the truth when you see it. I'm a dumb bitch, because I'm still trying to persuade you, that I'm not the person, you're thinking. After weeks. Months. I'm such a dumb bitch, that I can't stop saying it." I take a deep breath. "I really just hope, that you and Amy are happy together."

"You're not a dumb bitch," Shawn says. "You're..."

"I am a girl that trusted her best friend and was disappointed. I'm a girl that thought Shawn Mendes was a nice kind guy who would never judge people because of what other people say about them. But I was wrong, okay? I see that. No need to remind me of that everytime we meet somewhere." I make a turn and pilot my mum's house. I definitely don't want to take a walk anymore.