Irreplaceable

Chapter 23

Shawns POV :) (part 1)

I come off stage with a huge smile plastered onto my face, I've never been happier and I couldn't ask for better fans, every night I walk off the stage feeling as though this is so surreal, like a dream that could end any moment. A dream I'm happy to live forever!
I spot Eva waiting for me with a bag in her hands and after greeting the rest of the crew I walk over to her, we exchange a few pleasantries telling one another about how much we enjoy each other's voice, her comments making me blush slightly- which I really hope doesn't show on my face! And Eva really gets my attention when she holds up a bag of muffins, with such an adorable smile on her face. I don't think she realises how beautiful she really is- without even trying! And it hurts me even more that she's with a douche like Noah who hurts her so much. I shake my anger off and reach for her muffins, which soon turns into us chasing one another down the various corridors of the arena, when I remember my plan that I had set up, and the car should be parked around the back.

Eva is still a little bit behind me so I stand back making sure I don't get noticed and regather my breath, when I hear her light footsteps coming closer I get ready to jump out, and eventually when I do her reaction is hilarious! Getting back to my task at hand I inform Eva and head out to the back where I see the sleek car parked up, the plan I set up is working!

I really hope she likes it. No, I hope she loves it! I feel the need to apologise for being so rude, especially to someone so kind, she never really did anything to me only caught me at the wrong time when I was in a bad mood, even if I didn't show it with all my smiles to my fans, the veneer would peel away when Eva was around like I was unable to keep up an act around her, I just had to be me, and for some crazy reason she doesn't hate me. Well, I hope she doesn't.
Anywho, after regretting my choices and feeling as though I had hurt Eva badly I rang my family, they always knew the right direction to point me in, even if I had to believe in myself and push myself to be able to do it they always gave me a kick start, even Aaliyah- once I got past all her teasing. They helped so much when I rang them, helping me to organise and devise a plan and also reassuring me that everything would be okay, and according to my mum we always tend to hurt the people we love, without intending to. The only problem is, I don't love Eva do I?

No. I can't. Sure I like her, I like her a lot, and it's the the type of like that you have in the playground when you're 5, it's the type of like you get when you're 18 or older, when you have sense to know who the one is.

But it's not Eva, it can't be, she's already with someone else.

Snapping back to reality I open the car door, guiding Eva in as the gentleman I am and clamber to the drivers seat taking us to our destination. Once in the car my attention is focused on driving and Eva slowly becomes more interested about what is going on outside, making me chuckle when she asks how long the journey is going to be only ten minutes in, I picked somewhere that is an hour away so we could have time in the car but at this rate keeping her entertained for an hour might be more difficult than I thought. I'm snapped out of my thoughts once again when a concert erupts between us, easy and flowing, I smile partly to myself because it's never been like this, not even with Lauren- we spoke everyday but eventually we ran out of things to say to one another- and I smile partly because Eva entertains me, I like talking to her and being in her company in general.

Not knowing why, I bring up the topic of Noah "How are things with Noah?" I asks, which I can tell throws her off guard slightly as her facial expressions changes.

"Um, okay I guess." She replies seeming uncertain.

"You sure?" God I feel like I'm interrogating her, why do I care so much?

"I suppose so, I miss him but I can't help feel like I'm holding him back."

"From what?" Her answer interests me, and reminds me of my song but of course I push that thought aside and continue to probe.