Roses (Shawn Mendes & Magcon)

Chapter 1~ Second family

Rosie's POV

2014

Feeling the cool breeze hit my face, I smiled slightly to myself, happy with my surroundings. This is home. Home always has to be a place where you're comfortable at and in this small place named Pickering in Canada, this is home for me. I inhaled a deep breath and watched the cars occasionally pass me on the streets even though I couldn't hear them due to the sound of music coming from my ear phones.

I walked up the familiar drive to which was practically my second home. I knocked three times and the adorable little girl whom I know as Aaliyah opened the door with a big smile.

"Rosie!" She said excitedly as she hugged me. I chuckled and hugged her back.

"Hey" I said letting go of her and stepping inside. She closed the door.

"Mom and dad are out but should be back shortly, Shawn had the responsibility of taking care of me but hasn't been downstairs to check on me once" she said making me laugh. That was a typical Shawn thing.

"It's okay, I'm here now. I'm gonna go say hey to him then I'll be down and we can watch a movie or something okay?" I told her. She smiled.

"Okay, can we please watch Harry Potter?" She begged.

"I'd never say no to a film as great as that" I told her with a laugh. She cheered a yes and ran off into the living room I'm guessing to find the movie. I slid my shoes off and placed them by the door then hung my jacket on the coat rack. I walked up the stairs and straight to shawn's room. Before I walked inside, I pressed my ear against the wooden door listening to his angelic voice and the sound of a guitar being played.

"I keep craving, craving, you don't know it but it's true, can't get my mouth to say the words I wanna say to you..."

I smiled at his voice, this has to be another song he's writing. I couldn't hear his voice any more so gently knocked before walking inside. There he was sat at the end of his bed, with his feet dangling, guitar to his hand and a piece of paper beside him with a pen rested on top. He looked up and smiled brightly when he saw me.

My best friend.

"Hey Rosie" he said still smiling as he put his guitar behind him on the bed. I walked towards him and he moved the paper and pen aside for me to sit down next to him.

"Something new your writing?" I asked looking at the paper.

"Yeah, I'm getting there with it" he nodded.

"Sounded great from what I could hear" I said nudging his shoulder with mine making him chuckle. He mumbled a thank you and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me back on the bed so we would lay down but we had to lay a little wop-sided to avoid laying on his precious guitar.

"So how's my best friend on this wonderful day?" He asked me resting his head on top of mine as I laid mine on his chest.

"I'm good and you?"

"I'm great"

We stayed silent for a moment but his phone soon buzzed making us sit up.

"What is it?" I asked as he reached over to his bedside table to see it.

"Nothing, just a few notifications from vine" he said flashing the screen at me.

100+ new notifications from vine

I scoffed.

"Yeah because 100 notifications is definitely a few" I said. He laughed and unlocked his phone, scrolling through it.

Shawn's practically addicted to this app, I don't blame him though he's practically famous on it. You've got the Instagram famous people, the twitter famous people and now the vine famous people- Shawn being one of them. He's only had his account for a few months and has already got thousands of followers.

I watched him intently as he scrolled through his phone, occasionally smiling, clearly because he reading 'nice comments' from his 'supporters'. He soon raised his head to look at me and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you staring at?" He chuckled. I shrugged.

"Nothing" I said shaking my head. He laughed and locked his phone again.

"You should get vine" he said looking at me. I scoffed once again.

"Not how I roll I'm afraid mendes" I told him standing up from his bed.

"You say that, one day you'll get it. I know you will" he said smirking at me as I walk towards the door.

"Yeah whatever" I said opening the door. I ignored his laugh and closed the door behind me, walking downstairs to accompany Aaliyah whilst watching Harry Potter. Aaliyah is shawn's little sister, she's only 10 but is rather mature for her age and easy to get along with. She's like my little sister. I've known the Mendes family for 4 and a half years now since I moved to Shawn's school when we were 11 years old. We instantly became best friends, our parents are literally the same. My mom and his mom are tied at the hip which is a bonus.

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"We're back! Oh hey Rosie" Shawn's mom, Karen said when she saw me. Soon Manny, their dad, walked in behind her with two carrier bags in his hands. Aaliyah and I were sat on the couch and ironically the movie had just finished.

"Where's Shawn?" Manny asked.

"Upstairs" Aaliyah and I said at the same time.

"Actually he's here now" the voice of my best friend said. I looked up from my position on the couch and saw him walk inside the living room after giving his mom a kiss on the cheek.

"I thought you died in your room due to how long you've been in there" Aaliyah joked at him from her seat on the other couch.

"I was writing a song" he said before flopping on top of me. I was laid out across the couch.

"You couldn't have just gone and sat beside your sister?!" I groaned shoving him off me. He stayed on the couch and laid beside me.

"No, you're better" he smiled. Our faces were extremely close, I could literally feel his breath on my face. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach going crazy but they soon stopped at the sound of a voice.

"Hey!" Aaliyah said, clearly offended by what he had just said. This also snapped us out of our gazes on each other.

"I love you sis and you know that" he told her look over at her. She smiled sweetly.

"I know" she said cheekily. He laughed and shook his head before taking his phone out of his pocket and taking a few selfies with me.

We always do this. We take crazy selfies together, it's one of our many stupid things we do. We always print them off and put them in a scrap book I have in my room. Shawn keeps on saying how he wants one too but we just never get around to doing it, so for now we just stick to the one at my house.

"Are you staying for dinner Rosie?" Karen asked.

"If that's okay with you?" I asked sitting up, making Shawn do the same.

"Of course you can!" Manny said making me laugh.

This really is like a second home to me. My second family.