The Swift-Sheeran Family.

Chapter 29

It's early in the morning and we're shooting Shawn's new music video for Treat You Better. He'd asked me to be in it and I agreed.
The air is surprisingly cool as we film the seen where I get abused (listen to the song, then it'll make sense).
"Is that okay?" The director runs back the clip to Shawn and he nods and flinches at it slightly.
"Holy crap that looks real," He whispers and we laugh and continue to film. We soon see black cars park up along the road and all the actors run behind something and Shawn hands me his hoodie that I pull over myself to hide from them.
We end up sitting behind a building for an hour before they leave and we get back to filming. We move indoors as it reaches dawn and then start to film the more abusive shots.
"A, are you okay?" Shawn walks over in a short break.
"Yeah I'm fine," I gulp as a worried look sprawls across his face.
"Seriously babe," He speaks quietly and holds my shoulders as he stands in front of me.
"I'm fine," I tell him, lying. Thoughts of T fly through my mind and I try to avoid them. I see the blood and the cuts and the hospital. I see the scars and everything that's left. She tried to take her life. I see the tears, I hear the phone call. I see the concert. Her Dad.
"I'm taking Arri away for a moment," I hear Shawn speaking to the director quickly but feel heavily disoriented.
"A, gorgeous, I need you to breathe through this. Okay?" I feel his lips against my forehead as I gasp for air, pictures still clouding my sight.
"Squeeze my hand Arri, do it. I can't do this without you beautiful," I suddenly feel cold air against my shoulders. I squeeze Shawn's hand as tightly as I can.
"Okay A, just breathe for me okay," I feel Shawn pressing kisses on my face left right and centre as I choke on my breath. I feel tears streaming as the world comes back into sight. I see Shawn centimetres from my face as I sit on his lap on a bench outside.
"Are you alright A? What happened?" I can still feel tears rolling heavily down my cheeks as he pulls me into his chest and kisses the top of my head.
"T," I whisper, I feel Shawn grip me tighter suddenly.
"Beautiful, I'm so sorry," He apologises as he takes my head in his hands.
"No, I'm okay." I whisper as he kisses my forehead gently.
"Can you carry on?" He asks sweetly and moves a piece of hair out my face.
"Yeah," I reply shakily and Shawn helps me stand and takes my hand as we walk back in. We carry on and Shawn watches my every move practically. I must've worried him so much.
"Shawn, are you okay? You seem really uptight," I say as we eat lunch.
"A, just never ever worry me like that again." He turns to face me. "I can't deal with you hurt, you know that." He sighs and I place my hand over his.
"I'd never leave you," I say as we sit alone.
"You better not," Shawn sighs and pulls me closer. His lips land on mine in a smooth action as I place my hands on the base of his neck. He pulls away and kisses my nose lightly. I smile at him and get up.
"No, don't go," Shawn tugs me back down and onto his lap.
"This is nicer," He grins as I get up again.
"B******," I mutter and he laughs. The shoot is long and I head back slightly early to get ready for the show. Anna, James and Justin were coming on tonight and we're all so excited. It gets to that part of the show and I walk slowly up and down the central runway thing we had going on.
"First of all, hi MTV!" I smile and wave at the camera positioned near my feet.
"Now, you might realise I'm wearing my leather jacket and looking so swag right now guys it's unreal but really it's because I'm missing my main 3," I sigh as the band begins to play the intro to the song. The crowd goes wild.
"You know this song?" I ask and they scream back.
"Hey LA!" Anna yells through her mic as she walks onto the stage.
"Wow, there are a lot of you tonight!" James enters and struts down the runway.
"Hey! It's my song!" Justin pops up and we all meet in the middle of the runway and whip off our jackets to reveal our t-shirts. The crowd laugh at the cartoon designs on them as we perform our choreo. It goes incredibly and everyone loves it. I reach the part of the show where I song a few acoustic songs.
"So, first of all I want to talk to you about something I did today. It really opened my eyes to how some people can feel. Self esteem is a big role in how you react to things, so much so you go to the extreme. I know that out here tonight there are a lot of young people who won't understand so I'm not going to take this any further, but please, please speak out of you don't feel okay. There are people around you who will listen, they care, I care. Just don't sit in silence. I also conducted some research a little while ago now, I want to thank the Kode With Klossy teams for helping put this together. So, there is a flashlight each of you were given when you walked in, turn them on." The crowd lights up and smile out to them. "Okay, now if your block number shows on the screen please turn on you flashlight for me." The screen shows the first set of block names. "Alright, this is how many people feel insecure in their body," There are gasps that fill the air as the next list of blocks come up on the screens. "Right, this small group of you down here, this is how many people believe their scars tell a story. The rest of people think that they're a deformity. Okay, so this next one shows how many people feel discriminated because they're not good enough," I pause and wait for the crowd to take that amount in. The next screen pops up; "And this, finally, is how many people think they're beautiful," 1 block lights up. "This has to change, we all stand as equals and in this day and age it's unacceptable. Every single face I see tonight is glowing, you're all beautiful, you're all gorgeous. You all deserve everything you wish, people who tell you you're not right or incorrect they're wrong. In this situation be the bigger person, the world can change for you but also you can change the world, you can change your world. This is a song I wrote for a lot of people but the idea came from my best friend, this is Scars To Your Beautiful," The crowd seem astonished as I pick up my guitar, I am too.