Patience ➳ Shawn Mendes

Chapter 4

It was the weekend before school would start again and I was stuck at home because I had locked myself up in my room to get everything ready and organized. I didn't even film videos for my Youtube channel. Being locked up meant that I didn't go out and make friends- not that I was planning on making them.

Tonight was a show in the city from Shawn and he had given my brother tickets, one for him and an extra one which Ollie has given to me even though I said I didn't want it. No matter how many times I repeated it, he wouldn't listen to it and thrusted the tickets in my hands.

"Char!" The devil himself yelled. "Get ready! We're leaving in ten minutes. Aaliyah will arrive at any moment and Shawn's waiting for us."

Aaliyah... Now that Shawn has been coming over to our house every day when he could, Aaliyah came over sometimes as well and spent time with me or with Clarissa and Maybelle. She helped me with my room and gave me tips on who to hang out with and who not. She also talked about her family a lot, specifically her brother.

Everytime she mentioned him, she would duck down with her cheeks flaming red and would quickly start on a new subject, hoping I wouldn't ask about him more.

Ever since dinner, a week ago, Shawn has been very nice to me but not overly so. I think Oliver warned him about my promise to myself, I just hope he didn't indulge in my past too much. If I were ever to decide that I wanted him to know, I'd prefer to tell him myself.

I remember when I saw him with Maybelle in his arms, he looked so... so natural. It was as if he was born to be a father.

You have to know, he's been my celebrity crush for a very long time now. Every time people would go crazy over a celeb, I never knew how they could be like that about someone they never even met and probably would never even meet face to face.

Then I started following Shawn and I knew then how they could be like that. I fell in love with him from the first video on, as much as a 11-year old could be in love with a celeb they would never even meet.

Everything changed when I saw him interacting with my family and with my niece but also with me. Even though I was a bitch, he was still very sweet guy and always kept a smile on his face.

"Charlotte, doe voort!"* My brother yelled. I knew he was getting impatient because he used our mother tongue.

"Ja, ik kom direct!"* I yelled back.

I quickly got dressed in black jeans with a black and white striped T-shirt and a jean jacket along with black sneakers. I took my black leather bag and black scarf. My hair was down in natural waves and I wore no jewelry nor make up.

Quickly, I rushed down the stairs and walked out the open door. I saw Aaliyah was sitting in the front seat but made a move to get in the backseat but I quickly stopped her by getting in the back myself.

"I could've-"

"Aaliyah, please, you were already seated and I'm okay with sitting in the back." I assured her as Ollie pulled out and started driving. "So, Aaliyah, have you gone to your brother's concerts often?"

"Not as often as I'd like but I go whenever I have a chance and not to forget, all he does is sing so I don't need to go to one of his concerts to hear him sing."

"Does he, like, let you listen to his songs before they get released?"

"Yeah, like for example- his first album, Handwritten, is released today but I've listened to all the songs for a while now." She looked at me. "Do you listen to my brother?"

"Uhm, sometimes. I don't have his CD but I listen to some of his songs."

"Oh, I'm sure Shawn will give you a CD if you'd ask for it. I'm sure he'd even sign it." She told me with a reassuring smile. "You can ask him n-"

"It's okay, Aaliyah. I'm fine, I don't need his CD. Thanks though." I said with a kind smile.

"Okay." She said with a sad gaze before looking out of the window.

I heard my brother and Aaliyah talking while I just went through my phone. I re-read some fanfictions I had on my phone as well as some Wattpad Original Stories before going through my newsfeed on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. I checked on my Snapchat to see if I got some snaps from my friends.

Aleksandra had sent me a snap from her and all the friends I left in Belgium in school. Their school had already started and was in full swing for them.

We miss you! It read.

Tears gathered in my eyes as I saw everyone put their hands in the shape of a heart and with big smiles on their faces.

A video followed from everyone saying one sentence.

"Gy bent het liefste meisje dat ik ken."* Aleksandra said.

The camera turned to Laura. "Gy bent de beste vriendin die ik ooit heb gehad."*

Other friends of mine came to view and said things about how I was the best friend they ever had or that I was the greatest girl they knew. You had the guys Aleksandra hung out with but I didn't talk to often that said sweet things about me. The video ended with them all saying:

"We miss you!"

The tears were now falling from my eyes. I opened a new snap and started talking.

"Heyo! Mensen, ik mis jullie ook! Jullie zijn echt de beste! Ik zal jullie wel allemaal eens Skypen en jullie herinneren van hoe belangrijk jullie zijn voor mij. Mensen, ik moet gaan maar ik hou van jullie! Bye!"*

I sent it and put the phone away as we pulled up in front of the arena. Aaliyah and Ollie were still talking but now about Dutch.

"Your language is so cool. It seems very difficult though."

"If you grow up talking another language, it is. Dutch is one of the hardest languages there is but if you really want to learn it, I'm sure that you'll manage."

"I'm fine." She repeated my earlier words.

I smirked before getting out, looking at the arena in front of me.

This would be a long night.

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*Doe voort: Hurry up!

*Ja, ik kom direct!: I'm coming in a second!

*Gy bent het liefste meisje dat ik ken!: You're the sweetest girl I know!

*Gy bent de beste vriendin die ik ooit heb gehad!: You're the best friend I ever had!

Those were the translations and here is the outfit. Do you love Rina Filipina as much as I do?