Bad Reputation (Shawn Mendes) complete

Chapter 3: Stitches

-9am
My alarm goes off and I start my day. I take a shower and I fumble around with the clothes in my suitcase. I have to make a good impression and I have to make sure I look good for Shawn.
I mean that's what he's expecting.

I pull out a black crop top black leather jacket and black jeans then add the finishing touches by tying a black and gray plaid shirt around my waist . Yea I wear a lot of black and I slip on black vans. I apply burgundy lipstick and I brush my hair helping it stay pin straight. the only color that's bright is my blonde hair which I'm considering turning black.

I hear a knock on my door and I see one of the managers on tour I think her name is Emily. "Good morning" I say with a warm smile but she doesn't return the friendly gesture. "Your late breakfast is at 9 ends at 10 it's 9:45 you should have been down stairs and checked in. We go over the plans for the day and if your not there you miss out" she has a straight face and I blush embarrassed. "I'm sorry" "this is show business kid sorry isn't going to cut it this is your first warning you don't have to be here I can have someone to replace you in a heart beat" i stay silent biting my tongue so I won't say something that will get me into further trouble. " you're going to have to grab something on your way to the studio" "don't I have time to get something downstairs" "no we start to pack up the last 15 minutes buy something on your way, your cab is downstairs you'll be in the studio from 10-1 and from the looks of it you won't make it on time so you better start running" she walks away and I sigh what a way to start my first day.

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I'm finally at the studio New York traffic is the worst its 10:25. I walk in and all eyes are on me. I flush extremely embarrassed and uncomfortable. "Are you Samantha?" One of them finally speaks up while the others continue doing what they originally were. "Yea but it's just Sam, and I'm sorry that im so late" "hey don't sweat it just try to leave before Emily spots you she can be..." "A bitch" I say and his eyes widen "oh my god I didn't mean-" "no I was going to say that but you beat me to it" we share a laugh as he guides me through the studio passing various rooms. "He's all yours"

I watch as he walks away and I glance through the window seeing him, Shawn the boy that I had searched on google except he look even more handsome and charming and much taller in person. I watch as he beautifully sculpted muscles flex as he flings the book that he has been staring at onto the floor combing his hands through his hair. Then he turns around and our eyes meet . We have been looking at each other for a full minute longest 60second of my life as if we were stuck in a trance. Then he looks away picking back up the book placing it on the table before opening the door.

He greats me with a pearly white smile and I try my best not to blush but I can't help it. "Hi I'm Shawn and I'm hoping that you are my cowriter?" He shakes my hand and I return his smile "actually I am and I'm Samantha but just call me Sam" "thank god and nice to meet you" he sighs in relief and I chuckle as we walked back into the room . "I seen that you were getting frustrated is it about a song?" "Sort of , I actually just broke up with my girlfriend so that's part of it" I frown "aw I'm sorry to hear that my boyfriend broke up with me yesterday too" I sigh. "Our luck" he sighs shaking his head "I know" I chuckle lightly. Then it gets quiet again.

"Let me see what you have so far" he hands me his book and I take a seat on a bean bag glancing over the first verse he wrote.

I thought that I'd been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

"This is a great start what happened" I glare up at his tall figure as he sits on the bean bag opposite from me. "I don't know I'm stuck" he pouts slightly and I can't stop staring at him. He finally looks up at me after rereading the lyrics and then he blushes. "Do you know how you want it to sound" "a little" he shrugs and then sings the few lines that he wrote. I look back at his book and started to write.

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

"What about this?" I ask as he took the book out my hands . I want as he hums the tune from the beginning up until where I wrote. "That's really good I'm loving it so far" I smile shyly "good now we need a chorus so I was thinking
"You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses" I sing shyly and his eyes open in amazement he probably didn't think I could sing.

After a few seconds of silent he starts to sing
"I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches"

I high five him "this song is going to be a hit I can feel it" I tell him and he nods in agreement
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12:50
We just finished the whole song. "I don't think I've ever written a song in under 3hrs" "well time is money" I tell him as I stretch from of the floor.shawn follow after me as we walked down the hall. "Hey Sam" "hmm" "thank you" I turn to him "for what?" "helping me come up with such an amazing song I'm obsessed with it" I blush "your welcome besides its my job it's what I do thanks for being so talanted"