"Okay so is this good?" Shawn holds up a box of brownie mix that was already pre-made.
"No! We are making them from scratch. We need flour, eggs, butter, olive oil, and something else I can't remember" I count the ingredients on my fingers.
"You don't even know what all the ingredients are. We are getting the pre made mix" he throws his hands up in the air and then drops the brownie mix into the cart.
"Okay fine, I call licking the spoon" I raise my hand and jump. He hits my ankles with the cart and I yelp in pain.
"Do you always have to be a jerk Shawn" I rub the back of my ankles and he laughs.
"Not always Stella Ella"
"That's not even my middle name" I roll my eyes and he grins
"Yeah well it should be" he laughs and I kick him in the shin. His smile turns into a frown and that's when I take my turn to laugh.
I look over at him to see him grinning to himself as he pushes the cart and I smile to myself as well.
"You have a nice smile" he looks at me sincerely. I look away from him. His eyes are always so intense when he looks at me.
"Thank you"
"This doesn't mean we're friends" he adds
"You ruined it" I throw my arms in the air and he burst out laughing .
"We had a moment and you ruined the nice moment"
"We didn't have a moment" he defends but continues to laugh.
"No we did your just a jerk" I laugh again.
After he buys the brownie mix and some chocolate cake mix we head to the checkout and pay for our items.
"do you wanna go to my house or your house" I look up to see Shawn looking behind me . He looks frightened and sick. He looks like he's seen a ghost.
"What's wrong?" I question and look behind me. I see a bleached blonde girl, she's beautiful, she has long wavy hair and has a thin figure .
"Who's that?" I turn back around , Shawn still has the same look on his face as he's had for the past couple of minutes.
"No one it's fine" he snaps out of the trance and gives me a fake smile.
"Um okay, anyway my house or your house?" I question again.
"What?" I roll my eyes.
"Oh yeah sorry, we can go to mine I like to cook so I could probably make us something to eat while the brownies and cake bake in the oven" he glances at me for a split second but turns his attention back to the blonde girl .
"Okay let's go" I grab his wrist and pull him out of the store.
"What's up your ass, why were you looking at that girl" I ask as we load the bags into his car. He shrugs and I roll my eyes.
I hop into his jeep and continue to pester him.
"So who was she" I ask again.
"Why is it any of your business?" He snaps , I sink into my seat and mumbled something that sounded like "sorry"
The rest of the car ride is spent listening to the radio. When Say something comes on Shawn begins to hum.. I listen to him closely as he begins to get louder and eventually starts singing the words. He looks so concentrated on the road but at the same time you can hear all of the emotion inside of every word he sings. He taps his thumb against the steering wheel.
My heart begins to beat faster.
"Your voice" I interrupt him as he begins to hum again.
"What about it?" He looks over at me and then back onto the road.
"It's amazing, I can't believe you never told me you could sing like that" I put a hand over my chest.
"Yeah well it's not something I tell people" he shrugs.
"Just like you don't tell people you play hockey?" I raise an eyebrow and he nods.
"Yeah just like that, my personal life is private. What I do with my time shouldn't be anyone else's business except my own" he says clearly and I nod.
"Okay that's understandable" I think about his words for a minute. He doesn't seem like the type of person that would keep his talents a secret. Especially not when he can sing the way he can.
"That girl back there? Her names Brianna. She is my ex girlfriend" he tells me as we exit his car in front of a beautiful big house.
"Wow, this is beautiful" I breathe out . I ignore the statement about his ex girlfriend not pushing the subject further.
"Singing paid for this house" he says truthfully .
"How?"
"That's another story for another day" he shuts his car door. We head inside to beautiful wooden floors and white walls. His kitchen has beautiful black marble counter tops and white cabinetry.
"Well then can you tell me the story about your ex girlfriend Brianna?" I push harder for him to open up to me
"No story to tell" he shrugs opening a bag of peanuts popping some into his mouth.
"There has to be a story to tell.. common what happened"
"She cheated, I moved on. Story time over" he offers me some peanuts but I decline so he puts the bag away.
"I'm sorry" I look at him sincerely and he shrugs.
"Don't be, doesn't bother be one bit" he lies
"Mhmm" I hum. We get all the bowl's out and spoons and everything else we need to make the brownies and cake.
Once we pop the brownies in the oven he sets the timer on for 13 minutes and we both sit on his counter top.
"So I thought you said something about being a good cook?" I hint at him to make me some food.
"Do you like fettuccine?" He questions and hops down looking inside his fridge and coverts for ingredients.
"Is that even a question ? I love fettuccine!" I hop down and help him get the stuff out of the coverts .
We make small talk until the cake and brownies are done and then he teaches me how to make fettuccine.
Once we sit down and start to eat is when he starts to question me.
"So you already know I sing, I cook, I can kind of bake" he counts on his fingers.
"About your ex girlfriend" I add and he puts down another finger.
"Yeah, about Brianna... so that's almost 5 things. Tell me 5 things about you" he takes a bite and then wipes his mouth with a napkin.
"Today junior" he ushers me and I laugh .
"Nice one"
"Yeah thanks" he smirks and rolls his hands in a circular motion telling me to continue what I was saying.
"Okay um, my birthday is October 6th. I like to play the piano, I miss my friends back home in Los Angela's, and I love chocolate mousse cake" I rub my tummy .
"I play piano too" he finishes his food and I finish mine.
"You'll have to show me some time"
"Yeah I just might have too" he smiles
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Bad Boy Mendes (Shawn Mendes)
Fanfiction"Don't be stupid, you don't want this life. I'm constantly moving how do you expect me to be the person you need me to be?" Shawn yell's with a cracked voice running his fingers through his hair distressed. This is a side of him i have never seen b...
