onsra // a shawn mendes fanfiction

twenty nine

m a d d i e

still at the fucking game OH MY GOD

"madisonnnnn." blake sang walking over to me.

at this point all the students were scattered around the parking lot. i was standing with shawn bc i had to get my car at his house.

"blakeeee." i sang back to him in the same sing song voice.

"big news," he paused to look at shawn, "sup shawn."

"sup." shawn laughed slightly and i smiled.

i love that they don't hate each other any more.

"anyways, we're going to vegas with my mom tomorrow. "

i laughed, "what're you talking about, blake?"

"my mom's sister's cousin's dog's neighbor's uncle's friend or some shit is getting married saturday night and my moms making me go. i'm bringing you with me because i'm not going to a wedding in vegas alone with my mom." blake explained.

"dude, no way. bring jay."

"jays going somewhere with chloe."

"i'm going somewhere with shawn." i argued.

"where?" shawn whispered.

"shut up." i whispered back.

"and ariana is going somewhere with brittany. " blake sighed in a dramatic tone, "fine, i guess i'll just go alone since all my friends have found someone better than I"

"ok chill i'll come." i said in defeat, "but i swear to god blake you bring me to one more of those disgusting diners-"

he cut me off with a laugh, "ok stop, i won't. i'm picking you up at noon tomorrow be ready."

"what the hell am i supposed to wear?" i asked.

"i don't fucking care." blake rolled his eyes before giving me a fist bump and jumping into his car.

shawn and i were left standing in the parking lot alone, waiting for the rest of his friends.

dylan and tyler walked up to us and i smiled. those were the friends of shawn's that i liked. jake and brandon walked up shortly later and brandon whistled walking by me. jake laughed patting brandon on the back and i gave them death glares, but soon relocated them to shawn. he shook his head with a slight smile and grabbed my hand. why does this not bother him?

shawn and i walked behind the group with our hands together.

"i want to throw brandon and jake off a bridge." i said looking up at shawn.

"he's not actually trying to hit on you. he's like a toddler who really likes to annoy people. he can tell what pulls your strings and that's why he's doing it. he'll get bored of the act eventually."

"eventually." i repeated.

shawn smiled squeezing my hand, "or i don't know, maybe he's really trying to make a move on you."

"what ever that move is, it's not working." i stated looking at shawns car.

"shot gun!" tyler yelled and hopped in the passenger seat.

"ty," shawn started but i stopped him.

"he can have it, it's fine." i laughed piling in the back with the rest of the guys.

i somehow got squished in between jake and brandon while dylan sat in the trunk.

brandon poked my kneecap.