"I can't believe they did that to you, I'm really sorry. It's all my fault. I'm sorry." Shawn's hands continued to slide up and down my sides, inspecting.
"Mykenna, we're going to go out to the show, we have to, but I will be right back with some ice. Stay tight." Aaron patted my knee and hustled out the door into the main area followed by Taylor, Carter, and Matt.
"I'll see you soon, I promise." Matt whispered in my ear before walking out. Shawn was still on his knees in front of me, giving my torso a precise look.
"Hey, hey Shawn, it's alright. It was not your fault." I grimaced at the feeling of talking, and moaned as I grabbed my side. Aaron ran back in and carefully handed me the ice pack before leaving, going back out to the screeching fans. I didn't even get it fully on my side before realizing it was not going to help.
"I'll tell Bart I need a cab, you can't stay here, we're going back to the hotel. I can miss this event it's fine I'm not worried." Shawn gave me a quick, rushed nod, and slipped out his phone.
"No, we can't. No. You need to be here. The fans." I stuttered, barely able to get out the short sentences. I was not about to let Shawn miss something like this because of me. He looked down at me with sad eyes.
"I can stay. I'll stay. It's alright. I'll stay back here." I huffed and stood up carefully, grabbing my tank top which was next to me on the floor.
"No, you will not sit back here by yourself. I forbid it. If you're staying, you're going out there with me." He helped me slide the tank over my body, and helped me up from the chair. He was helping me a lot lately. We walked slowly over to the door opening, and Shawn told me to wait at the bottom of the steps. He walked out onto the giant stage, and the crowd erupted in screams. Jack and Jack had been singing, so Shawn waited for them to finish before reaching for the mic.
"Alright guys, sorry I wasn't out earlier, I had a very important matter to take care of, but I'm back. What'd I miss?" He smirked, making the crowd go wild. They loved him, if only they knew him like I did, they would really love him. Not that I do, I wasn't ready for something like that. Plus, he JUST broke up with Caleen. And for some reason, I really just didn't think we would be that good together. He had kissed me when he was with Caleen. I didn't want a guy like that. No more cheaters. That didn't mean I couldn't like him, however. I watched from the steps of the stage as Shawn sang a couple of songs, singing perfectly.
On the last verse of his 3rd and final song, Matt came up behind him, with his hand full of what looked like whipped cream. Oh, no. Smack cam. Nash was recording the whole thing, of course they had to have proof. I smiled as I heard the sound of Matt's hand connecting with Shawn's right cheek. Matt hollered smack cam and started doing a little dance, licking some of the whipped cream off of his hand. Oh gosh, Matt was such a cutie. Now, I could maybe see myself with him.
The crowd was laughing and pointing, many of them taking photos. Shawn stood up from his chair and set down his guitar before running off to the side bathroom. As he passed me, I saw his face, and he looked like he was not in the mood. The smiled slid off of my face and I did my best to hurry after him. I walked into the men's bathroom, because I didn't care, if Shawn was this upset. I saw the last stall's door shut, and knew it had to be him. I knocked on the door and heard him sniffle.
"Please Shawn, it's just me. What made you so upset, it was only a joke." I whispered and leaned slightly into the door. I felt the lock slide and pulled back, Shawn opened the door and gave me a sad look, the whipped cream still on his face. I saw a tear on his face and noticed his red eyes. Oh, gosh.
"They made me mess up. I screwed up the song, and I couldn't even finish it. All my fans, they were there to hear me sing. I let them down. He looked down at the floor and I saw another tear slip down his cheek. Him crying made me feel like crying, he looked so small and vulnerable. I felt my face go red and I started crying myself. He was such a sweet guy. All he wanted to do was make his fans happy, and this wasn't even his fault and he was this upset.
"Kenna, no no, why are you crying? What's wrong?" Shawn cupped my face in his hands and looked deep into my eyes, wiping away my tears with his thumbs.
"No, its just, I'm, you're so sweet and caring and cute and sweet and did I say cute?" I laughed and he smiled at me.
"You're so gorgeous when you cry, I'm sorry if that sounds rude at all." He was telling me I'm cute, ha as if. I stepped out and grabbed a paper towel, slightly wetting it down under the sink before using it to wipe the remaining cream off of his cheek. He nodded a thank you and stepped back into the stall, and out down the toilet lid for him to sit down on it. Shawn held his head in his hands and once again sniffled. I stepped back into it and bent down the farthest I could go without my ribs hurting too much.
"Shawn?" I grabbed his hand as he suddenly stood up from the toilet and slammed the stall door behind me, locking it.
"Um, what're you doing?" He bit his lip and shook his head. This was a small stall, and with both of us standing up, there was barely two inches between us. I gasped and looked up into his dark eyes. He immediately put his hands on my sides, gently, and pushed me into him so that I was completely touching him.
"Don't say anything, until I tell you to." Shawn remarked, in a deep raspy voice. Gosh, I loved when he used that voice. I was about to nod when he lifted me up and set me down on his lap as he returned to his seat on the toilet. I bit my lip and slid into him closer, making him raise his eyebrows. He slipped his hands farther around my back and locked his fingers in place. I winked and gave him a small peck on each cheek, making sure to linger a little on the smack cam side. Mmm, whipped cream was my favorite.
I started kissing all over his cheek, wanting to keep the flavor forever. I was enjoying it so much, before realizing how low I had gotten on his face, it was now the middle of his neck. I thought maybe I had gone too far, but after looking up briefly to see his eyes shut tight. I guess he was okay with it. I kept at it, partly because I was very proud of myself for actually doing it, and partly because he tasted like god damn whipped cream!
I pulled back after I had enough, and gave him a small peck on the nose. Shawn opened his eyes and met mine, with a look of longing in his eyes. He quickly shook his head, moving one of his hands to the back of my neck.
He slowly leaned me in closer to him, "Oh, it's not over with. Sorry to tell ya Kenna, but I've been waiting a whole week for this. I'm not going to waste a second."
He leaned forward and gently kissed me, and I felt the sparks again from the first time. It felt like the first time, that's how exciting and fresh it was. He didn't rush anything though, he took his time and did it right. I had always wanted a guy like that. My hand slipped under his shirt, like usual, and I felt his perfectly sculpted stomach, the boy must work out like a lot. HIs hands raced up my thighs, lightly slipping beneath my skirt. I felt him smile into my lips as he fought to bring his tongue into my mouth. I felt like being stubborn, in order to tempt him as much as I possibly could, so I didn't give him what he wanted. Instead I lifted my mouth off and kissed him quickly one more time, before slowly climbing off, and standing up.
"Let's go, you got a show, dear." I whispered in his ear and grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the bathroom and into the hallway.
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