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[1.5] welcome to nyc

welcome to nyc

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     I feel something shaking my shoulders, and as I slowly opened my eyes I see that I'm leaning on someone's shoulder an as I look up there is a brown-haired boy looking down at me. He looks familiar. I must recognise him from somewhere. Shawn Mendes. Suddenly I remember what happened earlier on the plane ride and a smile spreads across my face. "Hey Blondie, we've landed so I guess you'd like to get out." I nod as I start to get up from his grip and comfortable body. I see that most of the people have already left the plane and it makes me wonder how I could have slept through landing. I guess I was tired.

I pick up my bag from under the seat in front of me and I get up from my seat and into the aisle. I see that Shawn is a few metres in front of me talking to who I assume is Brian, his friend, Andrew, his manager, and the bodyguard. I find my guitar-case in the overhead compartment and when I get it down I see that the others are already in the front of the plane. I start walking after them telling goodbye to the flight staff as I pass them in the door.

A few meters outside the gate stands Shawn talking to the lads, waiting for me with guitar in hand. I smile as I walk over to him and the others. "Andrew, this is Adria. And here you have Brian. And my bodyguard John." I shake hands with them both before introducing myself properly. We just stand there talking about the flight for a few minutes before Shawn changes topic. "You want to join us saying bye to Brian, Adria? He's taking a flight home in an hour so we'll just follow him to the gate." I tell him yes because I have nothing to do and why not?

After saying goodbye to Brian, we find our luggage and we start heading out to where the cabs are. Before we reach the door, a few girls around 15 runs up to us. "Hi Shawn! And Adria, hey! I didn't know that you were friends, but anyway, could I take a picture with you? Would that be okay?" I look over at Shawn who nods as we stand next to the girl and take her picture. The girls who we assume are her friends asks us for the same thing and we quickly go through with it and we talk to them for a few minutes. It mostly consists of them telling us how much they love us and our new music. "Goodbye! Have a nice day you two."

We then head out to where the cabs are. Shawn insists that we all take the same cab and to be honest I don't mind that at all. Andrew sits in front scrolling through his phone while the brunette and I sit in the back talking. "Can I have your number so we can talk about doing something tomorrow?" I nod and he hands me his phone to give him my number. I save it under plane-buddy, send myself a message so I have the number and then hand it back to him.

Soon after, the two others reach their destination and their hotel. I tell them both goodbye and goodnight seen as the clock is like 7 and we probably should sleep for a few more hours. Before Shawn steps out he wraps his arms around me and I hug him. He thanks me for the great time and I do the same. As the cab-door closes I tell the driver the next destination and it only takes about ten minutes before we arrive and I pay him before bidding him good night.

Once I get inside I sort out everything about my stay before I go up to my hotel room. It is quite fancy but I don't mind because I'll be here for a week. The bathroom looks very nice and apparently my room is in the corner of the hotel and therefore, two of my walls are just windows, and a door leading out to a balcony. The view of Manhattan doesn't make it less cool. I smile at the sight of the king-size bed, the tiredness taking over my body. I place my luggage down and decide that I just want to go to sleep as soon as I can, so I open my suitcase and find my toiletries and new underwear.

When I go inside the spacious bathroom with mirrors everywhere I notice that I'm still wearing Shawn's hoodie. It is dark blue and has five white letters written across the front. I haven't seen one of these before, but like it a lot and as I take it off I look at the tag in the back. "A portion of the artist proceeds goes to march of our lives. Thank you – Shawn." Apparently, it is a merch hoodie of Shawn's and I decide it here and now that I will buy one myself, because it is his, and because the money goes to a good cause.