Fate ~ Shawn Mendes

Chapter 22

I heard the faint noise of the door lock as I started applying my makeup for tonight.
Shawn had told me that we would be leaving in about an hour, we hadn't had food so he rushed out for a coffee and muffin for himself with a tea and a panini for myself, knowing that if I didn't have some sort of appetiser I wouldn't be able to handle my drinks well.
"Hey babe." Shawn said entering my bedroom with the takeaway bag in his mouth and two cups in his hands.
"That was fast." I said looking at him in the mirror as I started to do my eyeshadow.
"Have you seen my legs?" He joked coming up behind me and placing my drink and food in front of me, he then placed his hands either side of me on the dressing table and rested his chin on my head.
"I got you something." He stated and I felt his chin move on my head.
"I know, I'm going to eat it in a-"
"Not that. I got you something else."
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him extremely confused.
"Come on." He smiled and grabbed my hand and led me into my bathroom.
Hanging up on the door was a beautiful little black dress, it had a split in the thigh and sparkly straps and I knew exactly where it was from.
"How did you know?" I asked as I ran my fingers down the smooth material.
"You have about 50 screenshots of this dress on your phone Clara." He giggled at me leaning on the door frame.
"Thankyou." I smiled sweetly before walking up to him and wrapping my hands around his neck.
Shawn started to lean in for a kiss but I was quick to stop him.
"No. No destroying my masterpiece." I said referring to the makeup I had been painting on my face for the past two hours.
"Am I not going to be able to kiss you the whole night?" He said sticking out his bottom lip.
"Mmm I'll think about it." I smirked and placed a gently kiss on his cheek before returning to my dressing table.
•••
"Clara, babe, we need to leave now."
I quickly looked at myself one last time in the mirror before feeling content that I was suitable to go out and present myself to Shawn and his friends.
I walked to the bedroom door, my high heels clacking against the brown wooden floorboards.
With one big breath I opened the door to reveal Shawn in a white button up shirt with black jeans and shoes, he looked so handsome I bit my lip as I admired him.
"Holy shit." Shawn interrupted my thoughts.
"What?" I asked holding my arm with one hand as I walked a little bit further towards him. "Is something slipping?" I asked looking down at myself and making weird poses to see over my shoulder hoping I didn't have any toilet paper stuck to me.
"You just look so, so beautiful."
I felt my cheeks blush and a smile crept along my face as I made eye contact with Shawn.
"I'm actually reconsidering my choice to buy that dress, my mates are going to be all over you."
"Good thing I only have eyes for one then." I winked at him and grabbed my phone from its charging point.
"Oh no! Is he more handsome than me? Stronger than me?" Shawn joked.
"He's so handsome that every time I look at him, he takes a little bit more of my heart." I replied.
Shawn smiled a response and gently picked up my hand and intertwined are fingers.
"You look stunning." He whispered in my ear even though we were completely alone.
"You look handsome." I whispered back.
"I'm not even looking forward to the party, I just wanna come home and-"
"Slow it down Mendes." I said holding up a hand and patting his chest lightly.
"And..." he continued. "Lay on the couch and hold you in my arms whilst watching a movie."
"Good save." I gave him a sly look and opened up the door to the corridor.
•••
"Seriously though, if they get annoying or you wanna leave tell me and I'll sort it. Ok?"
"Shawn for the thousandth time, it's going to be fine. I'm going to be fine." I reassured him as I stroked his hand with my thumb.
He raised our hands to his mouth and gently kissed mine, his lips felt so good against my skin I couldn't wait to kiss them again.
"Mr. Mendes, we have arrived. Call me when you would like picking up."
Shawn's driver looked at us through the wind mirror with a smile.
"Thomas, please stop calling me Mr. Mendes. It sounds old, call me Shawn, mate or almost anything else." Shawn smiled whilst exiting the car and coming round to my side.
"Idiot would work just as well as any of those." I whispered to Thomas as Shawn helped me out, earning a chuckle from Thomas as he prepared to drive off and wait for Shawn's call.
"I heard that." Shawn said to me as we walked up the path to his friends house.
"What you gonna do Mr. Mendes?" I smirked.
"When you call me it, it sounds so sexy."
"Don't be getting cocky now." I smiled as Shawn knocked on the door and he gave me a wink just as the door opened revealing flashing lights, loud music and of course drunk people.
Shawn squeezed my hand as we walked inside and he greeted all his friends.
"Charlie!" Shawn laughed into a bro hug he did with a dark coloured guy who was good looking in a pink shirt and white pants. "Man have I missed you!"
"You too buddy!" Charlie smiled back patting Shawn on the shoulder. "And whose this fine young woman?"
Shawn looked over at me and instantly put a hand on my lower back. "This is Clara, my girlfriend."
"Lovely to meet you!" Charlie exclaimed as he gave me a friendly hug. "I'm glad Shawn's finally got someone to look after him!" He joked and we all exchanged laughs.
For about another half hour I was introduced to all of Shawn's high school friends over the loud music and vibrations that ran through my body.
"You want another?" Shawn asked pointing at my now empty red cup.
"Yeah!" I shouted back feeling the drink kicking into my system. "I want a shot of vodka." I laughed as I continued to dance to the music.
Shawn waded through the crowd of people to the kitchen until it was just me, myself and I left dancing amongst the other drunken teenagers. I felt so compacted yet isolated at the same time as I knew no one but had people all around me.
"So your Shawn's girl?" I heard a voice in my ear and I turned to see a black haired boy, just a little shorter than Shawn staring down at me.
"So your Shawn's friend?" I questioned back bringing out the slightly cocky side of me.
"Not exactly." He sighed. "Shawn and I were never the best of friends, we were on the same hockey team and competed against each other for Captain. Long story short we didn't, we don't get along."
"Wow." Was all I could manage to say, I didn't want to say the wrong thing to this guy. "What's your name?" He asked leaning into me.
"Clara." I stated.
"Nick." He replied with a nod of his head. "It's quite warm in here, don't you think?" He asked as started to fan himself by pulling his shirt quickly back and forth.
"Come to think of it, yes."
"Well in a sexy little dress like that..." He started to move toward me and eye me up and down eye stripping me. "...maybe your a little cold."
"Nope." I said taking a step back. "I'm warm."
"Warm? Your fucking smoking." He said and bit his lip harshly. "Let's get some air."
Before I could deny his offer or should I say demand, he had a firm grip on my wrist and was pulling me along like a rag doll away from all the people.
He pulled me into another room, neat and tidy with a bed made and nightstands either side with matching lamps. Colour schemed and white roses in a vase on the trunk at the end of the bed. I knew this room.
"Clara."
And there it was, the voice that still crept into my dreams and that Shawn would replace as he cradled me back to sleep.
"I've been waiting for you."
I slowly turned to see Adam standing behind the door, fists clenched and a tensed jaw.
Nick stood beside him, a smirk plastered across his face as he clenched his knuckles and pulled a black material from it of his back pocket.
"Don't make a sound, you know what happened last time you did that." Adam said sinisterly as he took a step forward, the moonlight that crept through the crack of the open window reflected on something in Adams hand. He brought it to his face and stared at it admiringly, a sharp polished knife that he cherished like a magic wand.
"Lock the door."