The Swift-Sheeran Family.

Chapter 37

I awake, the following day, in bed next to Shawn who is awake and on his phone. I can see him smile goofily and I groan as I grab my glasses, carefully not straining my eyes.
"Good morning beautiful," Shawn says as we both sit up.
"Good morning Mendes,"
"Look at this," He hands me my phone where I see a fan's caption on an Instagram post.
It reads: "I really love how Shawn and Arri both bring out each other. They must really love each other,"
I grin widely as Shawn kisses my nose playfully. "That's cute," I remark as I climb out of bed to boil the kettle. The sunlight was already streaming through our windows.
"Crap," Shawn sighs as he looks out the window.
"What?" I turn round to see boats laden with cameras.
"They f****** had to ruin this holiday didn't they, the don't understand what the hell privacy is!" Shawn grunts angrily and I quickly walk up to him and hug him to which he immediately relaxes.
"I get it, this will still be the best vacation ever though. They can't stop us from doing anything. Just don't think about it whatsoever, this is our holiday." I sigh as I hold onto his hands when we pull away from our hug.
"Thanks gorgeous, I just want this to be perfect for you."
"It already is, I promise." I lean up and peck his lips before handing him a coffee. We decide to spend the day out in the pool, away from the endless amount of boats in the sea.
"I'm just gonna go get us some breakfast hun, let my parents in if they knock," Shawn tells me as he wraps his arms around my waist.
"Okay," I reply as I put the pool floaties back in the water.
"Oh look you've got friends!" Aaliyah smiles sarcastically as she walks through the back gate into the apartment suite thing.
"Tell me about it, Shawn's so p*****,"
"Crap," She sighs as she sets down towels and puts up parasols.
"A! I'm back," Shawn calls and walks through to the pool.
"Hey," Me and Aaliyah chorus spontaneously.
"Hi," He walks over and lays out stacks of pancakes.
"You're a bloody mind reader," I say and he laughs.
"I know," He replies as I pile my hair into a quick updo before sitting down at the table and beginning.
Karen and Manny were out at breakfast alone hence the reason Aaliyah decided to crash our apartment.
"Aaliyah, can you help record the backing vocals please?" Shawn pleads as we try to get Aaliyah to sing in a cover.
"Do I have too? I hate my voice,"
"Yes, you do. Get your ass over here," We record for a couple of hours then return outside to lunch.
"You didn't have to go get this," I sigh at Karen who just smirks.
"Says the girl who let her boyfriends family gate crash their holiday,"
"That's different," I tell her and she rolls her eyes.
Later, I decide to head down to the sea with Aaliyah where we paddle as I grow more and more aware how close the boats are coming in.
"Excuse me Ms Swift, would you like us to do something about this issue?" Someone walks up behind me as I wade in the sea.
"Um, don't worry about it, if they're out here it should be fine. They're not having any affect at the moment thank you,"
"No problem," The guy who works here strides off as I see Shawn run down the beach. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my cheek as he comes into the shallow waters.
"I don't know whether that's cute or disgusting," Aaliyah grimaces as Shawn's arms rest loosely around my neck.
"By the look on you face disgusting," I say to which they both laugh.
"A, Shawn, don't you think we should go back to the pool?" Aaliyah says after a while. We both look up to see men coming off the boats.
"F***," Shawn mutters and stands up from his position behind me on the sand.
"A, come on." He holds out a hand which I take as we all run up the beach as cameramen chase after us.
We make it to the pool to look behind us and see that the whole lot of paps had followed us up here.
"I'll call the reception," Manny sighs as Shawn gets mad.
"Come on sweetheart, let's get you inside." Karen smiles at me, wanting to deal with Shawn on her own.
"Thank you, I don't think I can deal with another outburst."
"It's nothing honey, if he ever gets difficult you know you can come to me." She looks at me genuinely as I sit on a couch next to Aaliyah.
Shawn's POV:
I'm majorly mad. I storm towards the crowd of cameramen several meters I of our apartment. Mine and A's space.
"Shawn!" I hear Mom calling after me but continue, getting angrier with each second.
"Shawn Mendes do not ruin this vacation!" She yells; "Ruin it for me, but do not ruin it for Arri!" I relax, Arri. Still mad I stop my fast pace and turn round to my Mom.
"Sorry," I mumble as my Mom places a hand on my back and leads me inside.
"Don't let it get that far again, A signed up for a 20 year old gentleman- not that." I sigh slowly, ashamed.
We get in as the resort security sort the matter. I take Arri into our bedroom.
"I'm sorry," I start as I grip on to his hands. "I'm acting like such a child, I shouldn't. I've been so caught up with the press thing I wasn't thinking about you. I'm sorry beautiful," I lean into kiss her forehead and she doesn't move. She instead puts my thoughts at rest as she leans into my lips. Her soft lips attach to mine seamlessly and she pulls away after a couple of seconds.
"Let me speak to you publicist," She whispers in between my kisses on her lips, thankful, endless pecks. Well that was easy.