* 2 weeks later*
I leave in 2 days, and we are now in Houston, Texas (I know in real life this wasn't true, but it's a story.....) This tour has been lit so far, and so great. Honestly, I don't wanna leave, but I'm kinda missing everybody back home. I've been sticking close to mom because i know that I wont see her for a few weeks. Over the past couple, shawn and I have grown closer, I've met his grandma and his sister, and they are so sweet. Right now, I'm chilling on the balcony writing a paper for school waiting for Shawn and the rest of the crew to get back from his show... I ended up getting to stay an extra 4 days basically because I had a meltdown the day before I was suppose to leave... But anyways... my paper for school has to be 2 pages over someone who inspires you, I chose my mom. I mean she's great, she's living her life, the life she wants, she's working on her physical image (she's not fat, she's just toning up), she's moved on from dad and is happy. I sit there with my hair in a messy bun, in black spandex, and a tie dye muscle tee listening to some rap song, fiddling with the clip on my pencil. So far I've written a page and a half, mostly while I was on the bus, but currently I have nothing else to write. I get up, and put my papers in my binder and go into the bedroom, set my stuff down and go out into the suit (living room area) and go and get a bottle of water and a peach tea mix.
"You hungry?" My mom says.
"A little, I guess." I answer.
"How about you go downstairs and get something? I think there's a little diner down there." I nod, and go grab my wristlet. I walk out the door and to the elevator. I go down and get me some food and sit in the dining area, with my knee propped between me and the table, the other dangling, as I rest my chin on my knee and my arm on the table scrolling through my Instagram feed. They bring me my food, which is chicken strips and fries, and I slowly eat.
After I finish eating I head back up to the suit, where everyone is, and walk through the door.
"Aliseeeee!" Shawn says, running in and throwing me over his shoulder.
"Not againnnn!" I whine, laughing. He throws me down on the couch, but I pull him down with me. Bad idea. "Okay, you've gotta get off my legs, or they're gonna go numb." I say. He sits up, and I throw my legs over his, as he rests his hands on my feet.
"Who wants to watch a movie?" Andrew asks. There's a chorus of 'me's' so he gets up and puts in a girl movie, just for me. After shows, most nights we just chill out and watch movies, but we alter back and forth between what kind of movie. Some nights we watch comedies, others we watch romance, and the occasional scary movie, which I hate.
"Revenge of the Bridesmaids?!" Shawn whines.
"Yeah, what's wrong with it?" Andrew questions.
"I've seen it like 4 Times. Is sooo girly."
"Well, that's too bad."
"We could always watch The Notebook." Mom suggests.
"Anything but this." Shawn says.
"No, we're not watching The Notebook. I'll bawl my eyes out." I say.<
"And I'll be here to wipe away your tears." Shawn says.
"Nooo. Not The Notebook." I whine, stubbornly.
"Yes."
"No."
"Yesss."
"Nooooo."
"Yessssss."
"Yes."
"No. Wait a second. You did not just do that." Shawn complains.
"Oh but I did. Now Andrew, be a dear and hit play." I say.
We're about an hour into the movie and I now have my head resting on Shawns lap, my feet on David, who finally decided to join the party. I begin to feel my eyelids start to grow heavy, but I continue to fight it off.
"Are you tired?" Shawn asks. I just look up at him, sleepily, then focus my attention back on the Tv. Eventually my eyes begin to close and give up fighting it, falling into a comfortable sleep.
*Shawns P.O.V.*
I look down at the sleeping figure on my lap. She looks so calm and peaceful compared to when she's wide awake and talking. She's so beautiful the way her hair is loosely falling out of the bun it was originally in, the way her lips are very slightly parted, as small snores come from her mouth. She is seriously so beautiful. All the things that she considers flaws, I consider pefec- Wait. Do I like her? Can I really like her after only knowing her for 2 weeks? Maybe.... but she has a boyfriend. I know i have no shot with her, but a guy can dream.
*Alise's P.O.V.*
I woke up the next morning, cuddled into Shawns chest. I look up at him, and notice how he has a loosely clenched jaw when he sleeps, and a steady breath. I notice how his eyes gently flutter as I start to get up. I go into the bathroom, grabbing a pair of Capri leggings that have stripes on them, and a black 3/4 length shirt, and take a look in the mirror, contemplating life. I think about how I really wanna go home, but I don't really wanna leave. I wonder how Cam and Brad are... Omg i have a cheer competition in 3 weeks... Shawns pretty cute.. and sweet.... what if i like him? Oh no no no..... I can't like him. His fans would skin me alive. He probably has a girl in his DMs right now. Well i know he has multiple girls, but one specific he has his eye on... a girl can dream... right?

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Unhidden Love (Shawn Mendes)
FanfictionShawn Mendes, a international musician, with an undeniable love for music, living his dream at only 17. Alise Hadden, a regular 16 year old, living her life at a public school, with a divorced mom and dad. When her mom and future step dad get a job...