POV Alyssa
stop number seventeen - Paris, France
I was lying on the bed in my hotel room, reading a book and listening to music. I almost didn't hear the knocking on the door. Sighing, I walked towards the door and opened it. As always, the curly head stood smiling in front of my door, always stepped in shortly afterwards and threw himself on the bed or on the couch.
"You can't just walk into my room every time without me asking you to," I said and closed the door.
"I'm Shawn Mendes, I'm allowed to do this," he said sarcastically.
"I'm Alyssa Miller and could throw you out," I countered.
"But you don't."
"How are you so sure?", I sat on the edge of the bed.
"Because you like me and we're best friends"
"Who says I like you?", my heart began to race.
"If you didn't like me, we wouldn't be best friends," he smiled gently.
I began to laugh and shook my head. Shawn was an idiot.
"Why are you laughing now?", he too began to laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" I answered and looked at him seriously.
"I like your laughter", suddenly his voice got serious again, his gaze too.
I could feel a goose bumps spreading on my skin. My heart began to beat fast. Again I became extremely nervous when he was around me.
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I like your smile. It's sweet how your dimples come out when you laugh. It's sweet how your eyes start to sparkle and how you just seem happy," he replied and looked at me dreamily.
Only now did I realize how close Shawn and I were to each other. At the beginning of the tour we hardly knew each other and now, it was like we were best friends. We experienced a lot together, spent a lot of time together and talked about all sorts of things.
We became best friends in a very short time. Andrew thought something serious was going on between Shawn and me because we were almost stuck together. The whole crew's been acting all weird since Shawn and I were always together.
In the end, it happened once. Every time Shawn walked into the room, my heart started beating hard. As strong as if it wanted to jump out.
"Thank you," I whispered and stroked a strand of hair behind my ear.
I tried to stay as calm as possible. It was exhausting to stay calm when the boy you like so much tells you sweet things. Shawn approached the bed and also dropped himself on it.
"You know I don't just say this to everyone, right?" he asked me.
Only now did I realize that he didn't turn his gaze away from me for a second. His gaze clung to me and never let go. This particular atmosphere came back into the room. It felt like Shawn and I had an electrical connection.
"I know. You tell me that every day," I answered him.
"That's good. We're best friends, so I always have to remind you that you're special," he said and stroked through his hair.
Friendzoned. Ouch.
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Author's Note:
Shawn is so cute in the first second and in the next he friendzones everyone.
That's not fair.
xoxo Lara
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Tour Photographer - Shawn Mendes Fanfiction
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