It All Started With A Simple Text (Shawn Mendes Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

It was the usual routine every single day. Get up, go to the bathroom to freshen up, get changed and look presentable and have breakfast.

Obviously on weekdays I'm at college doing business classes as well as art and design. It's really fun but sometimes I lose motivation. 

It's now Friday and I'm trying to get my artwork done. My tutor told me to do an inspirational drawing and I'm finding it hard to think of something to draw. I looked around, sighing. 

What is that one thing that motivates me everyday? That is inspirational to me?

After about 5 minutes of thinking, I got up and went downstairs grabbing a bunch of skittles packets. My favourite ones are the original ones because damn I don't know they're just beautiful. Not good description but whatever it's there for you to eat not to talk about.

Munching on some skittles, I looked at the time. 

5:50pm

SHIT! 

I hurried to my bedroom and changed out of my pj, throwing on black jeans and a sweatshirt. I ran downstairs putting my phone in my back pocket and brushing my hair down with my fingers. 

As I ran out of the door, I threw my coat on. At this moment, I'm glad that my work isn't far. 

I looked at my watch when I get there. 6pm. I was on time so that's fine.

I walked behind the till picking up an apron and wrapped it around my waist. There were more people here since it's gig night. Every Friday evening, there are random people coming up on stage showing off their talent in a good way. That's what I like about this cafe. There's no one to judge you. No one to laugh at you. If there was one, they would be asked to leave.

I love how we support each other. How we look and care for each other. I think it's a great feeling actually. Knowing there's someone there for you just as you are for them.

I lean on the counter, watching a boy around my age sitting on the stool with his guitar. 

I listened to him but I didn't recognize the song.

'Thank you for listening to my song,' he smiled at the crowd and walked off the stage. 

Oh, I finally understood. It was a good song though. 

I kept my eyes on him taking in his appearance. He was wearing a plain white v neck and black jeans. He walked past me brushing his hair back with his hands.

'Camila!' I heard someone shout. 

The guy suddenly looks at me and smirks as he caught me staring. 

I clear my throat and turns around to my boss. 

'Yeah?' I looked at her.

'I'm going on a date tonight, could you please lock up?' she asked me with hope in her eyes.

I smiled, 'Sure I can do that!'

She jumped in happiness and hugged me tight then ran out of the door.

I laughed a little to myself.

'Find something funny?' someone whispered in my ear.

I jumped in shock then turned to the person. It was the same guy on stage.

'Shawn,' he laughed, taking his hand out for me to shake.

'Camila?' I replied as I shake his hand.

'You don't sound too sure,' he looked at me.

'I am Camila,' I said, as I turned back to the till, 'You want to order anything?'

'Any chance I can order you?' he said.

My eyes widen, 'W-what?'

Shawn looked at me for a second then burst out laughing. He took a step back from me and winked at me as he made his way to the entrance to leave.

What just happened?

My phone lit up on the counter and I picked it up.

Unknown: ;)

I looked up to see Shawn looking back at me.

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As soon as it was 8pm, I took my apron off and put it in my locker. I took my coat and put it on as I walked out of the cafe. I took the keys out of my pocket and locked the door. 

I popped my earphones in and put shuffle on as I walked down the quiet street home. 

I got home and saw a note on my door. I took the note off the door and walked into the house locking the door behind me.

Meet me at the skate park tomorrow at 12pm sharp.

                                                                    - Unknown

I stared at the note then put it in my back pocket. I was hungry so I took a plate of pasta out of the fridge and put it in the microwave. I sit on the stool in the kitchen waiting for it to heat up. I thought about the note. What is going on? Who the fish is 'unknown'? What does she/he want from me? I tried to think of a lot of reasons. I tried to think of the people that I know but I can't believe it can be anyone I know. I'm satisfied that it's probably just a prank but then curiosity gets the best of me.

Maybe I should go tomorrow to check it out. 

After eating my pasta, I run upstairs to change back into my pjs.

Of course since it's only half past 8, I sat in bed, watching Netflix for the rest of the night.

A/N: Oooo it's getting kinda interesting...I think. 

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