Irreistable

4.

"I'll mix this song, and try to finish everyone off today, and i'll email it to you. Sound good?" 40 asked swinging his backpack over his shoulder walking towards the studio door around 7:15. 

"Yes! I love working with you 40," I smiled hearing his light chuckle. He really was so creative, and had an amazing ear, and talent for producing. He opened the door of our studio that led to the hallway immediately seeing Shawn leaning against the opposite wall looking down on his phone. 40 squeezed my shoulder slightly winking while making his way towards the elevator leaving me alone with a still focused Shawn. I stepped closer to him, closing my studio door standing right in front up him as he slowly looked up, his eyes scanning my every feature. 

"Hi," I said softly pulling a strand of hair behind my ear feeling nervous. I'm usually really confident, and outgoing, but right now staring at him concentrating, and taking in the God that is Shawn Mendes made my knees shake a bit. 

"Hello beautiful," Shawn smiled shoving his phone in his pocket, his full attention on me. "You all set?" He asked as I nodded in response, not trusting my voice. What happened to all of my confidence! We started walking down the hallway feeling his large palm on my lower back, but this time I wasn't going to fight it away. It felt comforting the whole way down the elevator.

"Are we taking my car, or yours?" I asked Shawn once we reached the still busy lobby. A lot of the people were on phones, or sitting making plans in coffee tables all over the large room. 

"Mine?" Shawn asked as I nodded in confirmation still under his touch. He pushed open the glass door, hand slightly pushing my lower back guiding me to his car, a black 2016 Jeep Cherokee. My hand was about to reach for the door handle when Shawn rushed to open it for me. "Let me."

"Thank you," I mumbled softly stepping up into his car, and settling in. I watched his head bob up and down as he jogged around the car to the drivers side. I scanned the clean interior of his car, getting distracted by the strong sent of cologne. It smells just like him. I closed my eyes a bit taking in the scent resting my head back. 

"You tired? We can reschedule if you like," Shawn offered, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. 

"No, i'm fine, sorry," I said to quickly for my liking. It sounded really rushed, and nervous. He nodded softly pulling out of the parking lot, me looking straight ahead when it hit me; I barely know anything about Shawn, and here i'm in his car. If he wasn't a singer, or widely known I don't think i'd trust him so quickly, but he could still be dangerous. 

"You're unusually quiet, and haven't made a sassy remark. You sure you're okay?" Shawn asked a red light causing me to glance at his gorgeous face. 

"I'm fine, I just realized I don't know a lot about you," I carried off a bit awkward as I mentioned the obvious. 

"You can get to know me day by day. For now just know I love my career, i'm very spontaneous, and i'm Harry Potter's #1 fan," Shawn laughed to himself making me smile instantly. 

"Now that's just a lie," I said matching his joking tone. 

"Why is that, babe?" Shawn spoke while focusing on driving. I don't think he meant to say babe, but by the way my heart was beating, and my cheeks were flushing it defiantly had an effect on me. 

"I'm Harry Potter's biggest fan," I teased in a matter-of-fact way. I heard a loud gasp seeing Shawn cock his eyebrow up. 

"You like Harry Potter? What?" Shawn said extremely surprised making me smile at his over reaction. 

"Like is an understatement. I breathe anything and everything Harry Potter," I smiled proudly. Harry Potter had always been my escape from reality, and a bonding point for my 2 older brothers, and I. "My tattoo is Harry Potter related, actually."