The Tour |Book Two|

Chapter Twenty Four

It was now the day before the wedding. The EP had come out yesterday. I was on Twitter before switching over to Instagram. I was liking and commenting on everything. It made me happy that everyone else was happy. Shawn's fans supported me through all of this. I would be no one without them.

Shawn walked into the room. He looked as handsome as ever. He smiled at me.

"You look gorgeous."

"Well I would say you look hot, but you only won 8th best dressed in the world, so..."

"You're a little..." He ran over to me. He picked me up and held me bridal style. I shrieked and giggled at his playful mood. I sighed, locking eyes with him. We pressed our foreheads together. He set me down on the bed and sat down next to me. "It's happening tomorrow, hon. We're getting married," Shawn said breathlessly. I smiled at him and grabbed his hand.

"The moment you've been waiting for. How long now?"

"The first time I thought about marrying you was... 7 years old? I remember us having the little wedding in my backyard."

"Oh my goodness, I remember that!" I started laughing. Shawn caught on too. We just sat there, laughing even harder every time I snorted.

"The guys are coming over to pick me up right now," Shawn said after he calmed down. My smile dropped a little. "I can't wrap my head around the fact that the next time I see you, you are going to be walking down the isle looking as gorgeous as you ever have and an hour later, I am going to be able to call you my wife in front of all of my friends and family and you will be Mrs. Kaitlyn Tiffany Hunt Mendes." The 'Mendes' after my name made me smile.

"Shawn and Kaitlyn Mendes. Just think of that." Shawn smiled, looking into my eyes.

I heard the doorbell ring and Shawn's head shot in that direction. He looked back to me and pressed his lips against mine. He quickly pulled away, giving me a smile.

"I love you. I will see you tomorrow." I nodded my head and he ran out the door. I closed my eyes and fell backwards. I was surprised by some people plopping down on the bed.

"We're here to throw you a not-so-bachelorette-party-bachelorette-party!" Jessica yelled. I shook my head, chuckling.

"What's happening at this not-so-bachelorette-party-bachelorette-party?"

"Well, were going to order pizza and talk about cute boys and eat lots of junk food and watch chick flicks," Kendra said.

"Sounds fun." I giggled.

"But you have to be to bed by 9." I glared at Jessica. "Hey, you have to get beauty sleep. Tomorrow is a big day for all of us." I continued glaring at her. She raised her hands up in defence. "I'll order the pizza." The girls pulled me out of the room.

We all sat on the couch. Jessica smiled at all of us. She glanced at each one of us quickly before stopping on Aaliyah. She smirked.

"Aaliyah, any boys you're looking at?" A blush rose to her cheeks. She looked at me with pleading eyes. I folded my arms and crossed my legs, waiting for the answer. Everyone was looking at her.

"Not at the moment."

"Any that you have looked at in the past?" I asked with a smirk.