Irreplaceable

Chapter 30

We walk through to the waiting area for our plane, with me so ready to get home. I was so excited to see my family, because no matter how much I loved my tour, I missed my family nevertheless. Sure we had talked everyday but it wasn't the same as being in their presence, with them being there to give me constant hugs when I needed them and trust me I needed them often throughout this tour, and to cheer me up on my down days with their cheesy jokes, or even just tell me their cheesy jokes randomly. I could tell Shawn was itching to get home too, which reminded me I couldn't see Shawn or Lauren anywhere, yet they were meant to be getting on the same plane as me. Odd.  I was still racking my brain as to how I could tell Shawn about Lauren, but although there were so many ways, firstly I had no proof so there's no chance he would believe me over the woman he supposedly loves and secondly I couldn't just go up to him, I don't want to put him through that kind of pain.

I return my attention to my book, scanning the words on every page but not really taking any of it in until eventually I give up reading altogether and place my book back into my bag and go to the Starbucks that is nearby, waiting in line already knowing what I'm going to order.

As it nearly approaches my turn to order Shawn comes up behind me,

"Hey Eva, haven't seen you in a little while, where were you?"

"Oh you know, just in the waiting area, I was reading my book but then gave up and found myself here. Where were you?"

"That boring huh? That's why I never read, but I guess you're too much of a nerd. And about that, can I talk to you?"

"Just couldn't concentrate on it and hey nothing wrong with nerds, I love them. And um yeah sure, why don't you go find a table and I'll order some drinks."

"Okay, sure. Um yeah, a table," Shawn says as he sets off, and normally I would laugh but he was looking pretty lost and confused. I could tell he had some sort of guard up. He most definitely was not himself. Maybe he just didn't want to go back home? I knew how much he loved music and touring, just as much as me if not more, and maybe he was just missing it already.But why does he want to talk to me?!

I go up to the counter and order myself a hot chocolate and Shawn a green tea, he's always drinking it so I'm assuming that this is the drink he would want. I thank the barista as I take the two drinks off the counter and look around trying to find Shawn who had found us a table in the very far back corner. The cafe was empty yet he picked the back corner of all places?

"Here you are," I say placing the drink down on the table in front of him.

"You got me a green tea?" He questions taking the straw out of its paper packaging.

"Um yeah, you always seem to be drinking it so I thought it would be what you want. Sorry, I can go get you something else if you want?"

"No, Eva, it's fine. Perfect in fact, I was just a little surprised because no-one gets my Starbucks order right usually."

"Well what can I say, I'm a mind reader!"

"You're definitely inside my head," Shawn mutters but it's so quiet that I don't quite hear it properly and think that what he said is my mind playing tricks on me.

"Pardon?" 

"Never mind,"

"So um whats up?" I ask him taking a sip of my drink, mentally wincing as the hot drink burns my tongue. I wasn't a patient person okay?

"I-well-um. I don't really know how to say it, I mean I know how to say it but I don't know how I feel about it saying it." Shawn begins

"It's okay, honestly Shawn take all the time you need."