I woke up in my bed with a masssive headache and very disoriented.
"Oh no! What did I do after my date?" I thought to myself.
I couldn't have gotten drunk, I would have gotten sick by n-. Okay yep I was drinking.
After wiping my mouth and brushing my teeth the next thing I thought was -Shawn. Where was he? Did we do anything? Is he okay?
I walked into my kitchen to start making my go to hangover breakfast, when I found a tall shirtless Canadian boy already making me scrambled eggs.
"Morning Leigh." He said, and then continued mixing the ingredients in the pan.
"Umm morning." I poured myself a mug of coffee and took a large gulp.
"Morning! Wow, you drink your coffee black! We have so much to learn about each other." He laughed at himself. "I take mine with tons of cream and sugar, but I more of a tea guy myself."
I just nodded and he was perplexed at my silence. With furrowed eyebrows he asked, "Why so quiet? Last night to wild for you?"
He laughed at my eyeballs which were probably popping out my eyes because I was so shocked but then he confirmed, "No nothing happened, except for you dancing like a maniac at the club."
"Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry Shawn." I got up from my seat at the island to stand next to the stove. "You planned a perfect date and I ruined the ending by taking us to a club." I rested my head in my hands, and grunted. "I'm a mess."
He turned off the stove and spun to face me. "Honestly last night was probably the best night I've ever had."
I intertwined our hands and held them I front of our hip bones. "You have performed numerous concert in front of thousands of people, and the best night of your life was with me at a club?"
"Okay. Last night was the best nights of my life after all my concerts." He chuckled after I joking slapped his forearm.
"So if it was so fun, when shall we do it again?" I asked heading back to the island.
"Tonight." He said and sat down next to me placing the plate of eggs and toast down.
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When Shawn went home, I immediately got dressed for the gym. I met up with Derek and we had our normal insane training session.
After I was exhausted, but had to take a shower, so I turned on music and got ready for my second date with Shawn.
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Shawn showed up in casual clothes and I wore mine as well. We took a stroll in Central Park and continued to learn more and more about each other.
Before we knew it, it was dark, and we were both yawning from exhaustion.
"So should I call an uber?" Shawn asked pulling out and unlocking his phone.
"Uh-uh. No no no." I shook my head and lightly pushed his phone down, so he was forced to look at me. "You are in New York! You will call a taxi!"
"But"
"No buts!!" I continued. "It is settled."
We walked until we were near a main road, and Shawn wove his hand above his, making a complete fool of himself. He whistled, waved and even danced trying to get the attention of one of the drivers, but failed.
After about 15 minutes I was over it. I walked out put my hand out and almost immediately and yellow car pulled over for us.
"No way!" Shawn said opening the door for me.
"It's not that hard." I giggle taking his hand in my lap after he closed the door.
"You're a New Yorker. It's easier for you." He defended himself.
"Only for two years. I lived in Wales my whole life."
"I would love to visit there. I've lived in snowy Canada my whole life."
"Well rainy UK isn't that much better."
"But there are so many beautiful places to visit there." He protested.
"Have you ever been?"
"Yes, I visited Manchester and a few other places, but never Wales."
"Ok I'll have to take you the next time I visit my family."
"Woah family."
"Yes silly." I giggled.
