Hayden's POV
Shawn had just finished his second show in California, it was in San Fransisco. Shawn, Aliyah, Brian and I all climbed on the bus, sweaty, tired and smiling.
"Dibs on the shower" I yell jumping up from my seat next to Aliyah, once everyone had gotten on the bus.
Aliyah grabs my arm and tries to drag me back down in my seat, but I'm stronger than her. Not much taller, but definitely stronger. So I am able to twist away and make a b-line for the small bathroom, all the way in the very back of the bus.
It scares me sometimes, I feel like it's going to flip over if to many people are back here at once, even when it is just me.
I slide off my jeans and tug off my top. Humming to my self while I brush my hair out. Then I turn on the water and finish undressing before hoping in.
Man am I glad I'm short, because the shower door is open at the top, exposing the head neck and occasionally chest of whom ever is showering. And I prefer to be completely invisible while I am showering.
"Ugh I need to shave" I whisper to my self as I finish washing my hair. I grab my razor and shaving cream, and prop my foot up against the wall so I don't have to lean over.
I hate silence by the way, absolutely hate it, so when things get a little to quiet in my opinion I usually start to sing. Without thinking I start to hum parts of "Mercy" before switching to "I know what you did last summer" before I know it I have stopped humming and started singing Camillas part from the beginning.
"He knows, dirty secrets that I keep, does he know it's killing me? He knows. He knows." I'm getting so into the song I don't realize that the door to the bathroom has been opened.
"D...D..... Does he know? Now his hands have touched my skin, I won't tell him where I've been. He knows. He knows!"
I start to get into the chorus when I notice someone else is singing along with me.
"It's tearing me apart"
"I'm slipping away"
"She's slipping away"
"Am I just hanging on to all the words she used to say?"
"The pictures on her phone"
"She's not coming home"
"I'm not coming home"
"Coming whoa..Oh... Oh. Oh. Home"
Together Shawn and I finish the song, as I finish my shower. I cut my legs a few times because I'm so distracted but I don't really care singing with him feels right. It feels amazing, it makes me feel free.
We both end the song a little out of breath, I can tell he is grinning though. Because I am too. I feel on top of the world.
The room gets quiet as soon as I shut the water off. And I stand in the middle of the shower awkwardly. My arms wrapped around my naked body.
"Wow" Shawn whispers.
"Wow" I sigh leaning my head against the shower wall.
We stand there in silence for a while, as if we don't know exactly what to say to each other. Until Shawn's voice cuts into the silence.
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Not So Picture Perfect
Fanfiction"Shawn this is your photographer Hayden March" my tour manager says stepping to the side. When he moves, I see a woman. No not a woman, a girl. Standing beside him. She has long wavy dark hair, and gorgeous hazel eyes. To say she is pretty would...
