Traveler of the Sky // Shawn Mendes

Ruined Trust

"Skylar, are you okay?!" Shawn says way too loudly for 5 a.m.

"Yes, I was just having a night terror. Why do you care?" I say, annoyed that after he just blew me off and ruined my trust with him.  He just told me to finish exploring the world all by myself, right when I was getting attached. I every right to be mad at him right now. But, like my father used to say 'The guys will always leave, Sky, every single time.' Yeah just like you did, dad.

"You have night terrors?" Shawn asks me.

"Uhm, yeah? Again, why do you care?" I say, still annoyed.

"I heard you screaming, and I'm three doors down from you. I thought something was really wrong, and I wanted to make sure you were okay. You leave tomorrow," Shawn says looking at the ground at the last thing he said.

"Yeah, I do leave tomorrow, and you're here for 3 more days. So have fun with that, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to try and go back to bed."

"No, wait. I want to stay with you. At least until you wake up. I want to make sure everything is okay," Shawn replies. Looking into my freaking soul again with his perfect eyes.

"Are you serious? You just told me to finish my London trip on my own and that it's best that I'm not seen with you. And why? Because there are a bunch of fan girls downstairs? Not a good enough excuse Shawn, they aren't here for you. You're an ordinary guy, on a plane. I don't want to hear it," I say matter-of-factly.

"Well, I hope you never turn on a radio," Shawn says with a side of sass I've never seen before.

"And to think, I was just about let you in on some of my secrets Shawn Mendes," I say, slamming the door.

What does 'I hope you never turn on a radio' even mean? I try going back to sleep but it doesn't work, I just laid there for 6 more hours. I finally got up around 11:30 and I went to shower. I turned on the radio and totally disregarded what Shawn told me about never turning on a radio. He can't be famous. I didn't even know who he was until the plane thing. Colors by Halsey just stopped playing, and the radio anchor says "Here's for all those fangirls out there who have been asking me to play this for the last hour, here it is, Life of the Party!"

Fangirls? Like the ones that were downstairs? Is there a famous person staying in the same hotel with me right now? I suddenly hear 'We don't have to be ordinary, make your best mistakes' I dive into what I said to Shawn earlier about him just being the ordinary guy on the plane, and that these girls aren't here for him. I feel so bad, he isn't ordinary he's the first guy I've somewhat trusted since even before you died. I only ever trusted you and that was hard enough for me especially after my father left twice. I was going to spill everything to him. But what could it hurt, I'm not going to see him after I leave tomorrow. He would probably forget anyways after awhile. The song is over and the radio anchor says "That was for all the fangirls listening right now, but to those of you don't know, that Life of the Party by Shawn Mendes!"

I just slipped and fell. In my shower, I fell. If I didn't scream on the way down, I'm screaming now. I hear yelling outside, like in the hallway, and then someone banging on the door, then the door opens, and I think it's Shawn, oh excuse me. The famous Shawn Mendes, who has songs playing on the freaking radio, that just so happen to be played while I'm in the freaking shower!

"Skylar, are you okay?" Shawn asks, handing me a towel. I reach up and turn the water off and then take the towel. I tell Shawn he can open the curtain now, and he helps me up.

"So, I heard a song on the radio. The DJ dedicated it to all the fangirls that are downstairs right now. How about you take a guess as to what the song was Shawn, what song do you think was played?" I question him.

"Uhm, one of mine?" he says looking down at the floor.

"Uh-uh eyes up, I've got a towel on look me in the eyes. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well, to be fair, you never told me about your past. And sometimes it's nice meeting someone who doesn't know me, or know that I'm famous. It's nice having a friend who want's to be my friend instead of just using me for my fame. Now, tell me why you have night terrors," Shawn says, not holding his gaze into my eyes. Again, looking right into my soul.

"It's kind of a long story Shawn," I answer looking down at the floor.

"Uh-uh, eyes up here, I'm wearing clothes," Shawn answers laughing at what I said earlier. "Go get ready and since it's your day, you can tell me everything, and we can go out and just explore the city. But if I say run, I mean run. Run towards that hotel as fast as you can."

"Uhm, okay. But, why?"

"Fangirls, duh. Come on Skylar I thought you learned last night," Shawn says chuckling.

"Well okay, but they can't be that mean can they?"

"You have no idea."

Shawn is sitting in the hallway because he refused to be in the same room as me while I was changing clothes. I pull on a red wine colored long sleeve dress, black leggings, and black ruffled infinity scarf, and a pair of tan, bootie wedges, and walk outside with Shawn. I remembered my room key and my phone and some money to get Noelle's gift. When we were in the elevator it stopped at floor 3, the doors opened and there was a flash, then the doors closed, and we continued the descend to the ground floor.

"So, Skylar, you want to start your long story of your past?"