Touring Reality (Shawn Mendes and Sammy Wilkinson FanFiction)BOOK2!

Chapter 19

*Brea's POV*

Waking up this morning was different. I've been locked away in my room for two days straight. Sammy's been so caring even if he did beat up my boyfriend. The amount of times I've apologised on Twitter for missing the past couple of shows and meet ups is ridiculous but I feel so bad for missing out. Shawn has basically ripped me to shreds. My eyes are soar and I'm positive that there's no longer any tears left for me to cry. It was currently midday and everyone has gone out for food. Shawn's officially left Magcon as its apparently physically draining putting on a smile for every show after what's happened. Our break ups all over every social media sight as I only found out we'd split threw him tweeting the day after his and Sammy's collision. His tweet basically read;

It's official. I'm off the Magcon tour for good. There's no point if I'm no longer part of a "star couple". Sorry for your heartache Brea :(

So I'm again a free single woman. Whom has eleven guys falling head over heels to comfort her. A little strange I know. Plus two of those guys either have girlfriends or possible girlfriends.

To be honest I'm lucky to be sharing a room with Jack and Sammy. They've brought me Ben and Jerry's on a regular basis and have had a schedule for who's turn it is to cuddle me until I fall asleep. Quite sweet. Maybe a little creepy.

Jacks like my big bro on tour. He's my replacement for Brad basically. Sammy however is as sweet of sugar, I just don't think I'm ready for another relationship at this very moment in time, especially as the last one ended terribly. Kind of gives you trust issues if you get what I mean.

*BUZZ* *BUZZ*

Checking my phone is received a text from Sammy.

Sammy: Hey B!x
Me: Hey Wilk!x
Sammy: You finally awake?;)x
Me: Yeah sure am ;)x
Sammy: Well we're nearly back at the hotel. You'll get to see my beautiful face again soon ;))x
Me: YAY! Bought me anything!;)x
Sammy: Come downstairs and see..x

I found myself smiling uncontrollably throughout this silly text convo. I instantly changed into some grey shorts, a white vest and a grey hoodie. Shoving my hair up in a ponytail and slipping on some Nike trainers I made my way into the lobby and waited for them on the sofas.

Me: Hurry up!x

Soon a crowd of idiots known as my best friends walked into the lobby.

"BREA!!" They all gasped as then ran over to the sofas with bags full of McDonalds,

"Got you your favourite," Trinity smiles jumping next to me,

"20 Chicken Nuggets!" I beam opening the bag that held my box of nuggets, fries and a large chocolate milkshake,

"Do you dip your fries in your milkshake too?" Taylor asks as we take the food into the conference room whilst we wait for our meeting with Bart,

"Yes!" I grin dipping a fire into the creamy chocolate froth,

"I thought it was just me," He gasps shoving a handful of milkshake covered fries into his mouth,

"Wow. Wow. Wow. You dip your fries in your drink?" Nash asks a little confused,

"That's just weird," Aaron chips in,

"Yeah don't they go soggy?" Hayes asks,

"Try it and find out," I laugh handing round the cup full of creaminess.

Their eyes light up at the taste. It's honestly the best thing I've seen in the past couple of days,

"How is that possible!" Sammy says in shock, "It's fried potato, salt, chocolate and milk. It's not meant to go together!"

"But it does," Gilinsky replies as he dips in another fire,

"Can I please have my drink back? I don't want floating potatoes acting like ice cubes," I laugh taking the cult of Matts grip.

Once we'd finished eating our lunch Bart walks in the room. A little upset that he didn't get any finger licking goodness.

"Well I'm going to make this quick," He starts, taking a seat, "Seeing as Shawn's left we need to reorganise the schedule. Brainstorm some ideas and then let Sammy do the math. It worked wonders last night,"

"How about a dance off?" Cameron blurts in excitement,

"Or a fitness contest?" Gilinsky adds,

"Just because your 'buff' doesn't mean everyone else here can keep up with your ridiculous stamina," Johnson pouts,

"A contest then?" Gilinsky rolls his eyes, "Where we think of something to do and the first one to finish wins?"

"Like who can make a pancake the quickest?" Trinity chirps,

"That sounds good," Bart nods, "Why don't we add in a dance battle and a contest then?"

"So how longs the show again? 3 hours?" Sammy asks,

"I think so," Bart nods,

"So start with a dance off? Gets people warmed up right? Last around 5 minutes. Then go into some random stuff that can last 30 minutes for making a tone of Vines and stuff. Jacob singing will take 3-4 minutes. Mahogany DJing will take around 30 minutes. Q&A to calm ourselves down? 30 minutes. Jack and Jack doing there thing will again take 3-4 minutes. A challenge will take around 15-30 minutes depending on who's u for the challenge. Then a competition will take around 30 minutes max which gives 17 minutes spare. Unless Brea wants to sing? Then it'll give us 13 minutes spare," Sammy says,

"Why don't we do like a competition at the end? Then if we run over 30 minutes we've still got a few extra minutes. Then if we do have those minutes left at the end it just means that we can have a short break before meeting the fans? Or we just have more time meeting them?" Carter asks,

"Yeah we'll do that. That is if Brea wants to sing," Bart says,

"If I don't sing can we pull up a random girl and give her a makeover? Or can we do a makeover on one of the guys?" I ask, "Just in case I'm not up for it on the day?"

"That could be a competition!" Trinity adds, "Who ever does the makeover the best wins, I think that would be hilarious! Plus B, you'll not think your up for it forever when you are. I think you singing your feelings might help you get past this whole Shawn drama."

She's right. If I can't say what I'm feeling then who's to say I can't sing it?

"Okay. Okay. I'll sing," I agree.