Emma Johnson a young sassy philosopher. But she's also a broken teenage girl with a heavy responsibility.
Add famous heart throb shawn Mendes to the mix? Things are about to happen. Read about their journey...... A journey that all started with a r...
His lips grazed my neck slowly traveling down my shoulder only to return to my neck but instead of kisses they were bites. I bit my lip to suppress a moan. "Emma!....EMMA!!!!" My eyes shot open to find Ella jumping on my bed. "WHAT?! CHILD WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?!" She stopped jumping study my face. "2 things sister 1 I am not a 'child'". She used air quotes on the word child. "And.....WE'ER GOING TO A CONCERT! WHO IS WE ARE ITS US!" She sang way to loud for....what time is it? 10:32am "Ella it's 10 o'clock in the am why so early!?" "The concert is at 7!" "EXACTLY!" "Oh yea I forgot to tell you I need you to curl my hair we need snacks for the ride and we have a nail appointment in......10 minutes" "What?!" "Come on get dressed Emma!" "10 more minutes" I groan throwing my head back on my pillow. As soon as my eyes closed "EMMA!" "Okay okay" I groaned and dragged myself out of my comfy bed. I walked into my bathroom attached to my room and took a hot shower. When I got out of the shower I placed my phone on the dock playing my Niykee Heaton playlist. "She's the best thing ever" hummed along as I waked into my closet. I picked out an outfit which consisted of a gray tee, maroon jacket, black converse and a flannel incase I got warm in my jacket.
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I walked out my room humming to Niykee heaton softly playing in the background. I walked out the room almost bumping into my sister standing outside my door with her arms crossed and a signature smirk written in her face. "Go change your shirt" "Excuse me?" I scoffed. "That's not the shirt I laid out on your bed." I pushed the door open gently sure enough a navy blue shirt laid on the bed. "Is that a-" "Yep" "Ella please no!?" "Come on! We have 2 minutes to leave!" "Grrrr" I groaned entering my room throwing the shirt on grumpily. I grab my brown leather bag crossing it on my shoulder I thow in my phone and head phones and placing my ray bands on the bridge of my nose. I head down stairs to she my sister waiting downstairs a glare covers her face as she points to my car keys on the hook then the door. "I'm coming" I chuckle grabbing my keys locking the door and following her down the driveway climbing in the car. "Buckle up!" As soon as I hear the click I start the car. I look at Ella pulling out her phone but before she can get any ideas I snatch her phone from hands. "Hey!" "No shawn mendes at all I have to spend a whole day with preteen girls screaming and listen to his music all day so no!" "Okay" she nodded. I played Niykee heaton radio on I heart radio and pillow talk by zayn played throughout the car as I backed out and down the street. I reached the salon in no time. I jumped out closing the door. Ella hopped out the car as well mirroring my actions. We entered the salon and I beeped my car locked. We were told to sit in the lobby and wait. The room was quite simple a few gray chairs and a coffee table full of magazines. I looked at my sister who was sitting to my right .
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Finally realized her outfit she wore a black tee with the word Mendes and numer 98 written in white across the front. She also wore blue distress jeans, are those mine? and black high top converse with a black rubber bracelet with the word fangirl written in white letters. Her final touch her panda backpack rested on her lap. I smiled softly I bought her that backpack last year on her or our birthday. Then I realized her hair in a messy bun on top of her head. Shetland I was supposed to curl it. We got our nails done and headed home to curl Ella's hair. Ella got her nails Painted black with the words something big over all her fingers.
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While mine were acrylic blue with diamonds. I curled her hair in soft curls with intricate detail.
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As I finished the last curl Ella spoke "thank you Em" "Your welcome doll" "No for everything" I looked up at my sister through the mirror she looked truly sincere. "Anytime doll" I replied giving her shoulders a tight squeeze. She smiled softly and squeezed my hands. "Anytime doll" "Guess what Em?" She asked softly. "What doll?" "WE ARE GOING TO A CONCERT!!" She screamed ruining the moment I chuckled making sure to turn off the hot tool. I would like to come back to a house not a pile of ashes. I grab my keys off the counter in the kitchen lock the door and meet Ella in the car. I look over and see her staring at me. "What?" "Your very pretty Em. I love your hair too It fits you." She smiled sweetly. "Thank you doll" I self consciously touched my short hair. I nod to myself and buckle my seatbelt turning the key allowing the car to roar to life driving down the street. "Ella can you-" "I already got it" "And can you-" " I got this Em" "Thank you" Ella had put the address of the stadium in the GPS and put on my Niykee radio. No turning back now we where on our way to Mendes central.
