I tried to go back to the plane to look for my things. Part of the plane was still on fire and most of it was burned. I tried to locate where I was sitting, and then went from there.
After about 5 minutes of looking I found a bag that was similar to mine. The only way that it would be mine is if it had a tag on it that said "Property of Shawn Mendes✈️"
I can't believe that my bag actually made it through the plane crash. Oh no! My guitar, I have to find my guitar.
I searched and searched and no luck. I decided that I would search later. I tried to help as many people as possible. Some of the other people on the plane decided to make a shelter.
The only thing that I had on me was my phone. I reached in my pocket and took it out. I looked at the screen and the top half was cracked. I click on the home button and looked at the top of the screen. I don't have any service at all.
I put my phone back in my pocket and pull out my bag from under some of the debris. I look inside to see what I brought.
I had some extra clothes just in case my suitcase didn't make it to New York "Which i'm glad I did"
I also had some extra picks for my guitar which I can't find and I had a flashlight, chap stick and my lucky bracelet.
*A couple hours later*
The sun was starting to set and all that we had was a little fire some logs to sit on and a small drape, cloth thing.
I was getting warm around fire when I turn around to see the girl on the plane sitting by the ocean.
This was my chance to approach her. I take the blanket that I had wrapped around me and walk over to her.
As I get closer to her I can hear a guitar playing. It sounded very familiar. It kinda sounded like mine.
"May I sit down."
She stops playing and turns around.
"You scared me. Sure, have a seat."
"My name is Shawn."
"London."
"I see that you found my guitar."
"I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was yours. I found on the coast and didn't think it was anyones."
"Its alright, your pretty good."
"Thank you, I like to play when I get stressed or scared."
"Me too, it helps relax me."
I noticed that London was shivering, she had on shorts and a thin long sleeve.
"You seem cold."
"A little bit." She said smiling.
I took my blanket off and wrapped it around her.
"Thank you."
"Your welcome. Do you mind if I play?"
"I mean it is your guitar so why not" She said laughing.
I start to play Photograph by Ed Sheeran.
"Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel aliveWe keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still""That was beautiful Shawn. I've never heard anyone sing like that!"
"Thank you, Ed Sheeran is a big inspiration to me."
"I can tell, you were really engaged in the song."
"I sing with my heart what can I say." Smiling at her.
"And it helps that a pretty girl is sitting next to me." I said blushing.
"Well, thank you but I'm not pretty at all."
"Why would you say something like that. I think that you are beautiful."
"Shawn stop, but thank you." She said as she wrapped the blanket tighter around her.
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"I think that we should go back to the fire, its getting cold over here."
"Sounds like a good idea." London said.
We get up and start to walk back to the fire.
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I Trusted You(A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction16 year old Shawn Mendes was getting ready for the biggest show of his life. What he didn't know was that the plane he was on was about to crash on an island. Will he "make it out alive" or sink in destruction? Follow Shawn on his "not so lucky jou...