happy | s.m

15. have a little faith in me

Talia POV

We arrived at the airport two hours later. Traffic was slow and accidents were everywhere.

After parking Shawn's Jeep, we grabbed our things from the trunk and ran inside. We quickly checked our bags and ran to our gate just as they were boarding. We gave the attendant our tickets and sat in our seats.

"So, where exactly are we going?" I asked Shawn.

"The first stop is in Portland Oregon. Then we go to Seattle Washington." He answered, "I know they don't sound like the most exciting places, like LA or something, but trust me, there are some of the best crowds. Well, except for Chicago. Those girls there can scream."

The rest of the flight went smoothly. Before we knew it, we were landed and getting off the plane. Two body guards were waiting outside the gate for Shawn and I. The crowds of loud girls were barricaded off. I tightly gripped Shawn's hand, afraid to let go, but then did.

Nobody even knows I exist. They don't know that Shawn and I are dating. How will it go over if girls see Shawn with me? Shawn stopped to take photos with his fans.

"I'll be right back," I whispered in his ear.

He smiled and nodded his head in return. I walked over to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. How did I possible think I could actually do this? How did I think that I could perform for people and be with Shawn? How did I think that I could do any of this?

With tears streaming from my eyes, I grabbed out my phone and texted Shawn.

Talia: Hey Shawn. If I'm speaking with all honesty, I don't think I can do this. Tell everyone that I'm sorry that I screwed things up, but I'm going back home. I'll call Andrew first thing and tell him.

I re-read the text one hundred times, but I didn't know what to say or how to say it. How was I supposed to explain to Shawn and everyone that I can do this? I hit send before I changed my mind and went to find someone to help me get a flight home.

Home didn't sound too great either. I know it wasn't safe, but I couldn't go on tour either. While standing at the front desk, talking to a worker, my phone buzzed.

Shawn: where are you?

Talia: that doesn't matter anymore. Have fun on tour and don't worry about me.

I booked a flight in eight hours to go home. This will be a long day of waiting. I took a seat at the gate I going to be flying out of and pulled out my laptop. Might as well start writing apology letters to everyone. My phone buzzed again, but this time it was a FaceTime call. It was from Shawn.

"Shawn, please stop. Go and have fun on tour." I answered, looking into his pixelated brown eyes.

"Tal, I'm not going until I figure out why your leaving." He said, sympathetically.

"Home is a better place for me to be right now."

"What home Tal? Last time I check your so called "father" tried to kill you! The best place for you to be is with me."

"Shawn, I'll be fine at home."

"I won't be there to protect you and when you get hurt it will be my fault for not stopping you. Please, just tell me where you are so we can talk."

"Gate 23."

He blew a kiss through the phone and hung up. Minutes later, he stood in front of me, engulfing me in a tight hug. We stepped off to the side, away from the gate.

"Tal, please tell me why you aren't going."

"Shawn, what made me think that I could actually preform in front of people? I couldn't even sing for my mom." I cried, "What made me think that I could actually do this?"

"I did, Talia. I have 100% faith in you that you will be perfect every night. Nothing can stop you except yourself."

"If my dad finds me, there is not a good chance of me living. He'll think I tried to run away or something, If I go home now, he is so drunk that he won't remember anything. I go home and I crawl into my bed. He comes down and I tell him he was just dreaming. If I go home 6 months later, I will get killed for all I know." Tears brimmed my eyes at the thought of my own death.

"That won't happen because I won't let that happen."

I gave into his sweet words gathered my things together. We rented a car together and drove to the hotel we are staying in.

"Will you sing with me for my next YouTube video?" I asked Shawn after we got all settled in our room.

"I would love to. What song?" he asked.

"What about 'Have a Little Faith in me'?"

"Sounds perfect."

I set up my tripod while Shawn fixed his guitar. I did my normal intro and Shawn started strumming the tune of the song.

When the road gets dark

And you can no longer see

Just let my love throw a spark

And have a little faith in me

And when the tears you cry

Are all you can believe

Just give these loving arms a try

And have a little faith in me

And

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

When your secret heart

Cannot speak so easily

Come here darlin'

From a whisper start

To have a little faith in me

And when your back's against the wall

Just turn around and you will see

I will catch, I will catch your fall baby

Just have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

I turned off my camera and put the SD card in my computer.

"We make a good team." Shawn came behind me and kissed my forehead.

"Yes we do."