Café | s.m (✔️)

eight

Seven calls. Ten attempts to hang out. And two sad people.

Shawn took the hint hard after the tenth attempt, where I once again told him I was busy and couldn't see him. He didn't reply.

I felt terrible. Shawn was great, and perfect in all ways, from his eyes to his smile, and from his laugh to the way he would look at me whenever I said a terrible pun.

He still came to Tim Hortons. Every time he would get his order, he'd ask me if I was okay, or if he did anything wrong.

"You just seem distant." He'd say.

And I would have to reply with a yes, I'm fine, and no, he didn't nothing wrong. I didn't add the fact that I was falling for him, and that wouldn't end up well at the end of his three months, which have now become two.

I came home, expecting peace and quiet so I could cry a little, but instead I found a very happy Nora, jumping around.

When she spotted me, she ran over and gave me a hug.

"It's today, it's today!" She says, dancing around.

"What's today?" I ask, and she walks over, then slamming a piece of paper onto the table.

"The Shawn Mendes concert! And that's not all, because there's a fucking meet and greet attached to this bomb ass bitch!" Nora yells, and I give her a warning look, telling her to calm down. Nora usually never spits out bad words, but I let her slide with the fact of how happy she was.

"So are you going with Mom?" I ask, and Nora looks at me like I'm stupid.

"Are you kidding me? Yeah, right. No you sauce ball, you're going with me! Can you imagine how embarrassing it would be to have Mom meet Shawn?"

I felt terrible for so many reasons at the moment, and all the reasons had something to do with Shawn.

"I don't know, Nora. I don't like Shawn's music that much, and he isn't even cute." I spit the two lies out, hoping that Nora would buy them.

My sister rushes over and places a hand on my forehead.

"Are you okay? Have you caught something?" She asks me, and I roll my eyes.

"Yes I'm perfectly fine. I just don't want to go."

"Listen up, Olivia Roth. I am not going to have you cancel out on me for this. I have no clue why you're being a pissy teenager, but it isn't my fault, so don't shove your mood down my throat. If you value your life, you're coming with me, am I clear?"

For a thirteen year old girl, she sure had a lot of attitude in her.

"You're clear." I say, giving in. This obviously meant a lot to Nora, and I wasn't going to ruin the highlight of her year because I wanted to find some distance with Shawn.

"Good, now let me pick out your outfit, because I've had mine planned for a long time." Nora says, and sprints to my room before I can even say anything.

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"When you miss me close your eyes, I may be far but never gone!" Nora belts in the backseat, having a music video of her own. She was wearing shorts and a white shirt that had Shawn's name in the middle.

I got out of the Shawn merch shirt situation as quick as I could, saying I wasn't going to wear it. Instead I had a blue flannel on, with a tank top and shorts.

"Oliver, at least sing one line." Nora complains, wanting to lighten my mood. When I don't answer her she pulls my hair playfully.

"Hey!" I say at the same time as Shawn.

"I know there are some things we need to talk about!" Nora yells out, and my mom chuckles from the driver's seat.

"You two girls better not get in any trouble. And when I say that, I mean Liv better keep Nora out of troubles way. Am I clear?"

"You're clear." We both say in union. Soon enough the car is parked in front of the concert area, and Nora jumps into the parking lot the moment the car stops.

"We've got to go Mom, two hours until the concert starts! Bye, love you!" Nora quickly spits out, before running towards the line.

"Bye Mom." I say, not wanting to leave the car.

"Bye honey, stay safe. And don't let Nora do something crazy." She tells me, giving me a kiss on the cheek before I leave the car and rush over to Nora.

"So," Nora says when I reach her, "We already have our seat numbers, right? Let's go ahead and check the place out, because there's an open door over there that I don't think should be open, and we're going in."

Before I can object, and tell her how stupid of an idea that is, Nora is off. She ran into the door and I groaned before following her, hoping that 911 was still on speed dial.

"Nora?" I whisper, hoping that I don't get caught. I sigh in relief when I see her walking over.

"N-" I start, about to scold her, but she shushes me, and waves for me to come over.

I walk to her and notice two people having a conversation.

"I just don't know. I don't feel stoked for this concert."

"Listen to me, okay? I don't know where you've been the past month, but your aren't there any more. You're here. I'm gonna go now and leave you to your thoughts. Just know that in an hour you're going to be performing to all those people with a smile, okay?"

"It's Shawn. Oh my God, it's Shawn." Nora whispers, as the other person walks away. I watch as Shawn sits down and puts his hands on his head.

"I'm gonna say hi." Nora tells me, and the moment she takes one step, she's stopped.

"Is someone there?" Shawn says, his voice weak.

"I'll check the area." Our eyes widen when we realize that the second voice belonged to a security guard.

Nora makes a dash for it, not looking once behind her to see if I was following. As she runs out the door she hits something and it makes a clang sort of sound. The security guard runs right past me and towards the sound.

I forgot to ask what type of flowers Nora wanted at her funeral.

I get up from where I'm hiding, dusting myself off before turning to the exit and leaving.

Instead of facing an open door, my eyes meet a pair of brown eyes that were too familiar for my liking, and I freeze.

"Olivia?" Shawn asks, as if he cant believe that I'm in front of him.

I'm at a complete loss for words, not sure what exactly to say. My mouth opens but no explanation leaves, so I shut it and stare at Shawn for a little longer, a sad smile starting to form on my lips. Not knowing how else to react, I take a deep breath before doing something I'm sure Shawn didn't expect.

I hug him.