Fallen Angel {Shawn Mendes}

Chapter One

~Shawn's POV~

I pack my bags and get ready to get on the plane to Orlando, Florida. It's gonna be great. I can't wait. The flight there is gonna be so long though. I'm leaving Canada behind again. And my family and school. ButI 'm ecstatic to leave and see the guys again, and meet new people, new fans and maybe some fans we've already met.

"Alright Shawn, we should probably leave for the airport! Say goodbye to everyone!" My mother, Karen, said grabbing her car keys and her purse--or whatever it is.

"Alright guys, I'll see you in a week or two! Love you guys." I yelled walking out the door with my duffel bag.

I don't know why but I'm getting really nervous. This hasn't happened before, well maybe the first time I went to these. I've only gotten nervous getting on the plane and going to Magcon once. I've been before. And this anxious/worrisome feeling hasn't happened in a long time.

The car ride was long and quiet. As we approached the airport my heart started to race, my palms began to sweat, I started rubbing my palms on my legs. My mom obviously picked up I was nervous, because she commented on it.

"Shawn, are you okay? You seem nervous?" She said looking over at me putting her hand on top of mine, stopping me from rubbing it on my leg, she started softly rubbing her thumb on top of my hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just nervous like you said. But I don't know why, I've done this so many times. I'm just... I don't know." I gave her a reassuring smile, putting m other hand in top of hers and holdong it.

When we got to the airport, I got out of the car and my mom did too. I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Alright mom, I have to go. I love you, I'll text you when I get to our first stop okay?" I said hugging her.

"Alright baby boy. I'll talk to you soon! I love you!" She said kissing me one last time.

I walked into the crowded airport and went to check in.

~Alex's POV~

I grabbed out a pair of black ripped high wasted shorts and a crop top that said You Gotta A Bae Or Nahh? In weird writing. But I liked it. I slipped on a sweatshirt so my family wouldn't see my scars or my fresh cuts, oh god, why did I relapse earlier? My arm is so goddamn sore.

I put some stuff in my bag (by some I mean a lot). And headed downstairs to find my sister waiting for me. Whoops, how long has she been down there? I shouldn't have packed so much, oh well.

"Come on ferret! We're gonna be late!" Elijah yelled at me.

"Okay. Can you help me with my bag, it's too heavy!" I said at the top of the staircase. Elijah walked up the stairs grabbing my bag from me.

"Jesus, girl! What do you have packed in here? All the stuff from your room?!" She said dragging it down the stairs, quite a bit of struggle, if you ask me.

"No. Just a few things. I might get nervous and like rip something and then I wouldn't be able to wear it. Duh!" I said with an awkward expression on my face. We got my bag downstairs and whatnot and then got everything in the back of the car and headed off towards the airport.

Anxiety? Check.

Panic feeling? Checkity check check.

Overwhelming feeling of sadness? Check.

I'm ready, I suppose. Yay...