He Chose Me.Shawn Mendes

4| elle

Elle's POV
I could feel the paper lingering in my flannel pocket the whole way home from the frozen yogurt place. Every few steps I would take it out and read it, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I should tell Laur. But could I?
Don't get me wrong, Laur is my best friend and I would tell her everything. Well almost.

Telling her that I kissed the Shawn Mendes? What would that do to her? I have no idea how she would react. Jealously, shock, and most likely hurt for not telling her as soon as it happened.

You should probably know that Laur isn't the best at keeping secrets. She just lets it slip without even knowing it, which I can't really blame her. She is one of the most clumsiest people I know.
But that's why I love her.

My mind is a mess right now as I arrive at my front door.

'How about a girls night in to cellaabrateeee?' Says Laur, still in a good mood from the meet and greet.

'Uh I just remembered I have family stuff tonight, Mum wants me home asap' I reply unlocking my front door. ' Text me later though okay?'

'Aw too bad, yes defo! See you later!' She says cheerily as she too walks up her driveway.

I walk in and close the door behind me. 'I'm homee!' I shout handing my keys up on the hook.

No reply.
I walk into the living room to find my brother Lucas slouched across the couch, with his Xbox controller glued to his hands. His eyes are fixated to the screen.
He looks more like a robot right now rather than a teenage boy.
He doesn't even register my prescence.

'Helloooo' I say poking my head around the wooden frame of the door.
He doesn't move an inch.

'Yo Lucas?!'
Still nothing.

' Yeah so I kissed Shawn Mendes today and it was great' I say sarcastically ' But Laur doesn't know so I don't know what to do.'

He glances away from the screen for a split second.
'Sorry what?' He mumbles moving his headset away from his ears.
'Typical' I say rolling my eyes and leaving the room.

Having a twin brother isn't as great as it sounds, he doesn't even take much notice of me these days.
I am technically older. Well by a few minutes but hey.

I run up the stairs and push open my door, flinging my bag at the floor.

I collapse on my bed and take out the piece of paper and hold it above me. I stay in this position for 10 minutes straight letting my mind wonder into deep thought.

Should I text him? Would he even want to talk to me? He probably won't even remember who I am. Would he think it's too soon? Maybe it would make me seem too eager.

I sigh and get up and change into my baggy maroon thatcher joe jumper and black pj shorts. I brush my hair out and clean my teeth in the mirror.
In the reflection I see my phone screen light up. My eyes widen, not really knowing what I expect to see.

I reach for my phone and smile;

New tweet from @shawnmendes: And I don't even know your name..

Shawn's POV
I sigh as I press the Tweet button. Knowing that that girl, out there somewhere will see it and know it's for her makes me feel a little at ease.

Within seconds, I have nearly 1000 favourites and retweets. People tweeting me back the next part of my song, others questioning who I am talking about.

I sit staring at my phone for something I do not know.
What am I waiting for? A tweet saying ' hey Shawn yeah it's me, the girl you kissed earlier on, the girl you can't stop thinking about, the chocolate girl you desire so much'
Shawn wake up. Never going to happen I tell myself.

An hour or so passes by but it feels more like a decade. Constantly checking my phone for a text. Not any text but the text. I feel myself dozing off every so often until I fall into a deep sleep.

Elle's POV
I have spent the last hour, pacing up and down my bedroom thinking of the right way to start a conversation
'Hey it's the girl from the meet and greet! The girl you kissed?'
'Hi Shawn, it's me, haha remember me?'

All of them seemed wrong, either too eager or too in his face.
I reread the tweet he posted and dial his number into my phone.

I type one word and my hand hovers over the send button for a good minute and a half.
PING
My heart pounds as I realise what I have done. I immediately turn off my phone and throw it into my drawer and close it.
I climb into bed and close my eyes, dreaming of my Canadian lover..

Shawn's POV
She's sitting on my lap. Giggling at how my hair flops over my face covering my eyes. She reaches for my hair and pushes it back behind my ear. She leans in closer and....

*Buzzzz*

I jump upwards on the couch and squint around me. The room is pitch black and I search around for my phone.

Man this girl is driving me crazy. Even in my dreams.

I find my phone and smile. I grin so hard I think my dimples might just be visible.

New text from unknown number: Elle ;) x

God what a beautiful name.
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