Leigh's POV:
We walked out of my apartment building and into the streets of busy New York City. We strolled for a while in comfortable silence before my curiosity got the best of me.
"Where are we going love?" I asked.
"Surprise."
"Ughhh. Well let me guess." He chuckled at me but I continued. "We are dressed up, so it is probably somewhere nicer. Right?" He just nodded so I talked on. "Dinner? Movie? Play?"
Shawn kept a straight face the whole time.
"Give me something please!!!"
"We are almost there." He said.
"Okayyy."
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We turned a corner building and I see bright lights reading "Dovetail." And I screech.
"Shawn!! No way." I squeal.
"Leigh!! Yes way." He said while opening the doors to the fancy restaurant.
"Mendes" he said the desk and we were lead to a back table.
"Okay. How did you do it?"
"Do what?" He asked stupidly.
"Get a reservation here. It's almost impossible." I stated.
"Well clearly it's not impossible. I just called and they said sure. It wasn't hard at all." He shrugged.
"Oh yeah. I forgot. I'm on a date with the Shawn Mendes, singer/songwriter, super famous, millions of followers."
"Oh come on, I'm not cool. At all really."
"20 million people beg to differ."
"Okay okay." He laughed and put his hands up in surrender. "I'm only cool because my supporters make me look so cool."
"Your fans are amazing."
"They really are." He sighed. "They do so much for me. I can't ever thank them enough."
"They love you no matter what."
"They're the best." He gazed away. "Champagne?"
"Of course."
After pouring himself a glass, he raised it and gestured me to do the same. "To internet friends that will hopefully be more, my amazing fans, and my beautiful date."
I gushed as I tapped my glass against his ad tilted back my glass to taste the drink.
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"Thank you so much for dinner Shawn.
The whole night has been incredible." We were strolling around the city, hand in hand.
"Thank you for coming with me." He twirled me to face him.
"It was my pleasure." I said resting my forehead against his.
Shawn's POV:
"It was my pleasure." She said as our foreheads touched.
"The pleasure was all mine."
"Wow Mendes, being all formal now, are we?" She chuckled at me.
"Do you like when I'm formal?"
"I like you all the time." She blushed. I ran my thumb over her flushed cheeks.
"And me for you." At that moment our eyes both flicked down to the others lips and before I knew it we were connected.
It was a connection unlike any I have had before. There were sparks and this amazing feeling. It wasn't lust but passion, and it was perfect.
