Y/N's POV: (A/N: OMG THROWBACK TO SHAWN'S FIRST TOUR WHEN HE DIDN'T HAVE TO HIDE HIS TOUR BUS AND HIS FANS COULD JUST CHILL OUT BY IT AND YES THAT PIC IS MY HAND ON HIS BUS TWO YEARS AGO.)
"Shawn, there's already a line." I murmur, looking out the window.
He runs his hands through his wet hair and smiles. "Yep. My favorite thing is watching them."
"Wow, stalk much?" I giggle, tucking my cold feet under a blanket draped on the back of the couch.
"I always stalk my fans. Watch this." He smirks. He leans over and places his hand on the window facing the fans. One of them notices the hand through the dark tint on the window and squeals with excitement, trying to get the attention of the other couple girls.
"Shawn, quit, that's mean." I pull his hand off the glass, giggling. The girls scan the window for any more movement, but the darkened windows prevent them from seeing anything.
"You try it! It's fun!" He chuckles, sliding down on the couch. I roll my eyes, trying to stop the temptation, but I can't deny it and I place my hand on the glass.
My hand is considerably smaller than Shawn's, so instantly the fans know it's not his.
"Is that Y/N's?" I can see one of them mouth. Half of them have their phones out, snapping pictures for keepsake. I pull my hand away.
"That was fun." I laugh. They watch the window for anything else, but when they don't see anything, they go back to conversing.
I rest my head on Shawn's chest and pick at my fingernails, thinking.
"I love you, Y/N." Shawn mumbles, kissing the top of my head. I look up at him and place a gentle kiss on his lips.
"I love you too." I whisper. I hear a scream come from outside, and I sit up, peering out of the window. Two girls are hugging each other fiercely, obviously long distance or internet friends meeting each other for the first time.
"Oh, hey, I have a note that I'm gonna put up there." Shawn says, randomly as he stands up from the couch.
Scrawled in his messy handwriting: Thank you so much. I love you all. XXOO Shawn
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(You have to look hard, but you can read it... he is the sweetest!)
//////////// A/N:
So this is based on my experience two years ago from the concert and I was able to just chill, leaning against his tour bus, waiting for him to come out. I miss when that was able to be a thing. But now his buses have to be hidden and kept behind gates. :(
