Moonlight | sm + cc

Seventeen

Shawn ~
"I know right! They are so good!" Camila and I continued to fan girl over the deliciousness that is a ramen noodle pack. Placing her right leg over her left, she adjusted herself onto the side couch in the back area of her tour bus.

"Did you want something to eat? We have some things in the cabinet over here. I think I can make a turkey sandwich or something." Standing up, she walks over to the kitchen area of the bus before somehow quickly returning with a small pint of ice cream.

"That's a turkey sandwich?" I ask as she chuckles. Her eyes scan the pint and tries to pass it over to me. "No, it's fine. I ate before I came here." She opened the flimsy lid and scooped a spoonful of the no brand name vanilla delightfulness.

"Here, you should really taste it. It is seriously good." Lifting the spoon to my mouth, my head tilts backwards trying not to eat the dessert. "Come on, Shawn. Trust me, it's good." Jokingly rolling my eyes, I give in and she ends up feeding my the food.

This was no joke; it was worthy enough to be called god tier.

"How is it?" She asked, taking a spoonful of the ice cream herself. "It really is good." Smiling, she takes glances between my eyes and the side of my face.

"What? Do I have something?" I tried to look at myself in the reflection of the window, but I didn't see anything. "Uh, yeah. You got some ice cream on your face. Here, let me get it for you."

Delicately placing her fingers on my chin, her thumb slowly swiped over the left side of my lips. God, I wanted to kiss her. She may have caught where this was heading at her seductive lip biting. I smiled and, without hesitation, leaned in to connect our lips after weeks of being away from her touch.

Just before our lips could even touch, we bump heads at the sudden movement of the bus.

"Ow." Camila rubbed her forehead before realizing what was going on. My eyes followed the cars that passed next to the bus. They were parked.

"No no no no..." I mumbled under my breath. Rushing towards the front of the bus, my hands grip onto the back of the bus driver's seat.

"Wait, I'm still on here. You need to stop the bus so I can get off." I begged the man to stop, but he ignored my pleas. "No can do. Tight schedule. Stopping to drop you off is going to mess it all up."

"Are you really going to be an asshole about this? Just open the door and I'll leave."

"You can't open the door when the bus is moving."

"Then just stop the bus for one second!"

"No! I'm not telling you twice!"

"I'm so sorry, Shawn." Camila placed her hands on the top of her head when I turned around to look at her. "I forgot that we were leaving thirty minutes early." Thirty minutes!?

"Please, Hayden," she urged the bus driver. Before either of us could beg him to stop the large vehicle, we had already entered the interstate.

"Next stop, Atlanta." Hayden huffed out. How could we be on the interstate this fast?

"Do you have to be somewhere tomorrow?" Camila asked me, rubbing the back of her neck in awkwardness.

"No, but--"

"Then stop complaining... fucking teenagers act like they own the place." Hayden interjected us. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his rudeness.

Camila and I walked back into the back seating area of the bus. What am I supposed to even say to Andrew? Oh, by the way, you won't see me today or the rest to tomorrow. How?!

"I'm going to be in so much trouble." I rubbed my temple in frustration. I wasn't lying about me getting my butt chewed out by Andrew, because I left off with Camila to Atlanta.

"I'm really sorry about that, Shawn. But hey, you get to spend more time with me. Its is going to be fun?" I couldn't help but smile and give out a little chuckle at Camila's stupidly hilarious pose (hands on hip while sticking her tongue out).

(^Shawn when talking to the bus driver. Even when he's upset this bitch manages to look attractive. Lucky 😂)