Publicists and Popstars (Shawmila)

Interviews and Ignorance

I walked into the room, that my boss told me to go for the interview. The room's interior included white walls with a maroon couch in the middle which stood on a beige carpet. I frowned as I stared at the large black cameras facing the couch.

"Um, excuse me are you Karla Cabello?"

I turned around to see a blonde woman with a white outfit hugging her body. A friendly grin welcomed me as I smiled back.

"Yes."

"Okay, Shawn is going to be here in 5 minutes so just wait at the couch."

I nodded. "What are the cameras for?"

She smiled. "It's going to go on Youtube."

I froze. "Y-youtube?"

She nodded. I stood at her blankly as she tilted her head to the side. After a while she shrugged and walked away. I've never went public before, and anyone barely knows I exist! I'm extremely camera shy and I blush at the thought. Suddenly, the glass door in front of me opens as it hits my nose and I fall to the ground wincing in pain. I look up as I see a familiar set of hair and eyes.

Shawn Mendes?!

I stand up quickly as I dust off my jeans. He stares at me stupidly as he rolls his eyes and walks away. My eyes widen as I whip my head towards him and glare.

"Okay, going on in 1!"

My ears perked as I walked towards the couch. Shawn was already seated as I entered the set. As he noticed me he smirked extending his legs to cover all the space on the couch. I glare as his smirk grows bigger and I roll my eyes.

"Shawn stop being an ass and give her a seat!"

"My ass is on the seat, thank you very much." He replied sarcastically. I glared as I sat on the arm of the couch. He still didn't budge. I just wanna stab a knife in his eye. Calm down. Keep it positive. Okay let's try this again. I just wanna throw a cat at him! Okay that doesn't sound so intimidating.

"Let's keep this professional so we can continue the interview." I say as I point at the camera. He rolls his eyes as he mumbles "Uptight" I roll my eyes as I clutch my interview papers and fumble with my glasses.

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And we're live!

"Today, we are having a very exclusive interview with the one and only Shawn Mendes!" The blonde announces.

"I'm Shawn Mendes, aye."

He stares at me signaling me to introduce myself.

"And I'm Camila Cabello, from HotStar Magazine." I said waving.

We went through some questions as Shawn answered them flawlessly. He poked at my leg as I try my best to keep calm and not to have a fit in front of live TV.

"Okay, now you get to perform for your fans." I say trying my best to shoot him a genuine smile. He nods while smirking as he reached for the acoustic guitar beside him.

He strums at the metal strings as they vibrate and beautiful melodies emanate from the instrument. He closes his eyes as his voice eases into my ears. His lyrics seem so genuine and he seems so dedicated to his music. The entire time I stared at him as his strumming and singing blend and fuse together so perfectly in sync. The music fades as everyone is left in melancholy.

"Can you play?"

I look at him surprisingly as I reply.

"Me?" He nods.

"Kinda.."

He nods again as he passes me the guitar. My eyes widen as I alternated glances between the guitar and his face. He was just inches away as I took the guitar.

"Sing." He said. A serious expression fixed upon his face. I nod as I gulp pressing my fingers into the strings. I open my mouth as I sang one of his songs Kid in Love. I reached the end of the first verse as I am awakened by claps. I look up and Shawn smiles at me and I nod frantically giving him the guitar. Papas words stream into my ear.

"Interview. That's your priority."