Everything is changing. My career, my dreams, my whole life really. It's all because I met Shawn.
I couldn't imagine life without him honestly. Not just because he has brought me quote on quote fame. He's loved me unconditionally and I could never thank him enough for that.
I look up from my book smiling. I set my book aside and look in the mirror. "Wow. I look like a mess." I whisper to myself. Shawn walks into my view and snakes his hands around my waist. "Don't say that. You always look good." Shawn said into my ear, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck.
"Hey what time is it? I've been reading for hours and I've lost track of time." I asked flipping myself around to face Shawn. "Almost nine o'clock." Shawn said walking out of my grip. "What time are we meeting Geoff and everyone at the club?" I asked starting on my makeup. "Eleven o'clock." He shouts back from a further room. I stay silent and continue my makeup.
I finish my makeup, curl my hair, and slip on a black, v-neck, bodycon dress. I take a step back and look at myself in the mirror. I was so happy with the way I looked. I smiled and grabbed my black pumps.
I sat down at the edge of the bed waiting for Shawn to be ready. I glanced over to Shawn's Taylor 410 guitar that was sitting on the side of our hotel bed. I stood up and dragged my hand against the glossy wood of the guitar. I smiled at the touch. Music was always something that I wanted to pursue and I've been neglecting it for a while.
"Babe?" I shouted to Shawn. "Yes?" he responded while peeping his head out of the bathroom door frame. "You know how I've always wanted to purse music right?" I asked looking back at his guitar, but this time picking it up and randomly playing chords. "Of course. That's all we ever talk about honey." He smiled.
I smiled with a slight giggle. "Do you wanna know who taught me how to play guitar?"
"Who babe?" Shawn asked smiling at me. "My dad." I whispered. "He practically put the guitar in my hands as soon as I came out of the womb." I laughed. Shawn came out of the bathroom and sat next to me. "He would have been proud of you Anastasia." Shawn said softly. I just sat in silence. "I know he would have been." I said giving him a sad smiling in a effort to hold back tears. "Because I know I'm proud of you." Shawn said with his soft lips pressed against my forehead.
"Do you remember Geoff wanting to hear me sing and play?" I asked. "Yes that's why we are meeting tonight actually." Shawn said with his hands in his pockets. "Wait. really?" I asked lifting my head up to see Shawn giving off a hard smile. He nodded laughing. "Oh my God!" I yelled and nearly tackled Shawn to the ground.
"Shawn do you understand what this means?" I asked excited as ever. "You're gonna pursue music my love." Shawn replied. "wow." I gasped. Everything is about to change for the better and I couldn't be more excited.
"Hey Geoff is at the club. We should go now." Shawn said grabbing his wallet and his jacket. I nodded and grabbed my purse. We walked out of the hotel to instantly see flashing lights and here questions from various people. "What the hell?" I asked to no one really. "What happened in the restaurant with Camilla,Shawn?" one person yelled at. "Come on." Shawn said grabbing my hand and rushed us both into our limo. Luckily John was there to get some of the paparazzi out of the way.
Shawn and I finally got inside of the limo and I was so confused as to what just happened. "What the hell was that?" I asked confused as can be. "That was fame honey." Shawn replied reaching in his back pocket and grabbing his phone. "What are you doing?" I asked as I watched him get on twitter. "Just sending out a tweet will clear things up." Shawn said and began to type away.
"You better start getting used to it because soon enough it's gonna be happening to you."
A/N: Hey guys! Don't worry, I'm alive. I'm gonna try and start writing again because I miss it so much.
