"Shawn I'm scared, what if they catch us," I say nervously.
"They won't I promise," Shawn reassures me. "Oh by the way, your name is Summer Rain Jensen. So when they read your ID, tell them it's you, and if I call you "Summer", respond. My ID says Christopher Cameron Campbell, so call me Christopher," Shawn explains to me.
I smile and squeeze his hand. "Alright Christopher."
"Let's go Summer," he says.
Shawn gave me a fake ID so that we could go to a bar tonight. He has one too and I am really nervous about it. I've never done anything like this.
We get into the bar and our IDs work. Shawn and I both order the same thing. He orders both of us a drink. After a while, I know I've gone overboard. "Come on Summer let's go," Shawn says laughing. "My body guard drove my jeep here so we can get back to the hotel." I can barely stand up on my own, let alone walk. We are now in the parking lot by Shawn's Jeep. He's laughing at me.
"Shawn can you touch my muffins? And... And can we go to Starbucks?," I beg. He laughs at me again. "Shawn stop, stop it, stop laughing at me," I whine. Shawn opens my door for me and helps me in. He slams my door shut. The whole car ride I just ramble on about everything. Shawn seems so relieved when we pull into the Starbucks parking lot. "Sky, do you want help walking?," Shawn asks laughing.
"Yes please," I reply. "What time is it Shawnie?, I ask.
"2:30," Shawn says. I walk up to the women at the cash register and begin ranting to her. "Hi lady, I love Shawn and I want to be with him forever. Shh don't tell him." The lady just laughs at me and looks over at Shawn.
"Hey Sky?"
"What?," I ask.
"I love you too," Shawn says sweetly. Shawn grabs my hand and directs me to the door. "Come on we have to go," he says. I fall asleep on the way back to the hotel. When we get there Shawn picks me up and carries me to the room and tucks me in. He pulls off my shoes. "Goodnight Sky, sweet dreams." Shawn then climbed into a separate bed.
I wake up in the morning with a major headache and a horrible stomach ache. I quickly run it to the bathroom and I see Shawn follow. I kneel down by the toilet and start to throw up. Shawn is there to hold my hair back for me. "Shawn why do I feel like crap and why am I still in my dress?" Shawn has a sincere smile on his face and he laughs a little. "Sky, you're hungover," he explains.
"Oh shit, fuck. My parents can't find out," I whine. Shawn has a surprised look plastered on his face.
"Wow.. Sky I have never heard you swear like that." I start to cry.
"Shawn my head really hurts." He wipes away my tears.
