Like You Love Me

Arcade

"Are you going to eat that?" Shawn asks me in disgust as he points to the tomato on my plate.

"Why, do you want it?" I tease.

"No! That's disgusting." He cringes as I pop the cherry tomato in my mouth.

"You're right." I pucker my lips at the taste of the tomato as I attempt to force it down my throat.

He gags once I completely swallow the tomato.

"Never again." I tell him before standing up to throw away my tray.

"Wait, I'll take it." He grabs his tray and rushes over to me to take mine.

"Okay?" I chuckle when he throws them away in the trash can looking as if he just accomplished an impossible feat.

"My hero!" I exclaim sarcastically once he stands in front of me.

"Shut up." His cheeks go red and I smirk.

"Make me." I whisper causing him to glance around cautiously.

He leans in like he is about to kiss me but in one quick motion he takes my hand and kisses it instead.

"Smooth." I roll my eyes at him before linking my hand with his so we can walk off to find the others.

"So you don't get lost."

#-#

"There you are! We thought you guys left or something." Taylor exclaims when he sees us from inside a store.

"Nope, still here..." Shawn chuckles awkwardly.

"Well not for long, The others want to go grab a bite. By the way, Lydia, We got you a bunch of birthday presents." Taylor Informs me quietly and I sigh as the rest of the guys walk out of the store carrying dozens of bags.

"You reeeeeaaaalllly didn't have to . Seriously, you guys being here has been a great a gift as any. " I state as they each hand me a bag to carry.

"We know, it was Cams idea." Matthew states and Shawn squeezes my hand a little harder.

"That was really sweet of him, but there is no way I'll be able to get all this back home on the plane." I state and they look down in shame.

"We can just mail it!" Aaron pipes up and I laugh.

"Good idea.Now where did you say you wanted to eat?" I ask changing the subject.

"Chipotle!"
"Zaxby's!"
"In and Out!"

They shout simultaneously and I roll my eyes.

"Lydia and and I are just going back to the hotel since we just ate." Shawn gives me a pleading look when I turn to him in confusion.

"Yeah, can you guys just drop us off there before you go to eat?" I ask and they nod.

"Sure."

#-#

"Okay bye guys, we'll see you later." We both say goodbye before shutting the door so they can drive away.

Shawn and I lug the bags up to the room before collapsing onto the bed in exhaustion.

"Want to go to the arcade downstairs?" Shawn asks after a while.

"There's an arcade?" I question and he nods.

"Then yeah, let's go." I state as he stands up.

I stay in my spot on the bed.

"Come on then..." He states from the door and I sigh before standing up to walk to the door.

Once I'm there he takes my hand in his.

"I'm going to roast you." He taunts and I smile.

"We'll just see about that..."

#-#

...So he roasted me...

I slump my way back to the room with him trailing beside me.

"Oh, come on. It was just a game." He chuckles and I brush my hand over his face.

"Yeah, a game that I lost." I retort as he opens the door.

"You won a lot too." He tries to cheer me up and I smile.

"Whatever, I'm a better kisser anyways..." I smirk.

"Oh yeah right." He scoffs setting bags onto the counter.

"Why hello there..." Someone states disapprovingly from the couch and I wince.

John...

"John! What are you doing here?" I squeak when he walks over to us.

"Where have you been?!" He questions Shawn angrily and Shawn sighs.

"John..." He groans.

"Don't 'John' me, anything could have happened! You could have been mobbed. I told you not to leave the hotel without me." John booms loudly.

"Look, John, it's my fault." I step between them and John gives me a disappointed look.

"I mean... I practically dragged Shawn to the mall cause I didn't have any clothes...And then we went to the arcade because I bet him 5 dollars that I was a better gamer than him." I only half lie.

"N-" Shawn starts but I poke him in the side.

"I'm sorry we didn't come get you, I thought it would be okay just this once." I continue to explain and he sighs.

"Just start packing, we're leaving first thing after the show." He instructs and my jaw drops.

"What?" Shawn exclaims and I look down to my feet.

"We've still got a few days though!" He pleads but John shakes his head.

"Not anymore, we leave as soon as the concert ends, be ready." John states sternly before walking out of the room, leaving both Shawn, and I disappointed.

"This sucks." I plop down on the bed beside Shawn.

"I know." He sighs and I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Let's just make the rest of it last." I suggest with a kind smile.

"Yeah..."

#-#

We lie on the couch watching The 100.

Shawn plays with my hair gently causing my eyes to open and close sleepily.

"Can you sing a song to me?" I ask him quietly, pushing pause on the show.

"What do you want to hear?" He asks curiously and I sigh.

"Just make something up." I mutter closing my eyes.

He hums quietly but before he can even start to sing sleep overtakes me.