Imagination|SM

NY

"Shawn we have to go!" I try hurrying him. It's his show, he shouldn't be the one running behind. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" He rushes. I laugh. He looks like a mess. I mean he would look better just getting out of bed than what he does now. "All ready?" He asked me. "Um I am, but you aren't" I tell him with a weird look. "Why?" He doesn't get it. "Come" I instruct while dragging him into the bathroom. I stand on the toilet so I can reach his hair. I immediately push his head into the sink and hop off my temporary stool to turn on the tap. He literally put half a thing of gel in his hair. My god. I can't do anything with it unless it will do something other than stand up. I wash the gel out of his hair as best I could without wasting too much time. I use the water to help comb and form it in a way that actually looks decent. I redo the buttons on his collard shirt, for really no reason just to flatten it out a bit. "There. That's better." I said hoping of the toilet. I grabbed my purse and phone, then waited for Shawn. We got in the limo waiting outside the hotel, with the rest of his team already in it. When we started moving, the dating conversation and questionnaire came. "So how long have you two been dating?" Geoff asked. "About a month" Shawn answered. He was a pro at this from all the Q&As and interviews he's gone through, in the past 13 years. "Only a month!" One of the guys said quite surprised. I wasn't sure which one it was, but the didn't stop me from blushing in a bit of embarrassment. "Why is there something wrong with us?" Shawn responded back. I could tell he knew I was kind of shay and embarrassed by this. He was just trying to make it interesting. Or at least that's what it seemed like, considering there was many other ways he could've answered that. "No. You guys just seem really close." That voice said. "Have you known each other for long?" "Only since we started dating" Shawn told him. I'm pretty sure that was a jaw dropping moment that I missed from hiding myself. The guys were really getting into this topic, that I wish they would just let go of, when the started asking me questions. "So Emma, what's Shawn like?" "What's he done for you?" "How cheap is he?" "Has he bought you anything?" It was kind of overwhelming, especially when I looked up and everyone's eyes landed on me. I heard the soft, comforting, voice of Shawn's. "You don't have to answer all the questions if you don't want to" he told me. I gave him a "Thank you" face, that was filled with relief. We got to the spot where the boys had to get off, so there wasn't much of an awkward silence after my interrogation. "Guys can you get rid of the cameras?" Shawn asked. "I do t want pictures of Emma and I all over" "No it's fine I'll just get off a little further ahead." I told him. It would be easier that way, and less noticeable. "You sure?" Shawn checked. "Yeah, I'm fine" I told him and him and his team left the limo. I told the driver to drive to the next block and I would get off there. He followed my directions and dropped me off away from Shawn so it wasn't suspicious or noticeable. I showed my pass the the security guy and walked towards the stage. About 20 minutes later the show started and I stood there and watched all the performances. When Shawn was on stage he kept looking, until he found me, then kept making eye contact and looking at me. He's going to make it obvious. I rolled my eyes at him a few times. He saw me. When he was done I found his limo and got in before the other guys did. I guess it waited at my destination, not his. When the crowd of screaming came, I hid myself in the corner trying not to be seen. The guys piled in and the volume level went from peace to lets jam to the radio. Shawn came and sat right beside me. A fan even tried to come into the limo, but was stopped by security and bodyguards. For some reason though, Shawn's bodyguard wasn't there. Maybe he had something in his personal life, that he couldn't make it. Oh well didn't bother me. We arrived at the hotel, without uncomfortable conversations like before. Shawn and I head up to his room to relax. Finally peace.