Kaley Barber and Shawn Mendes

Living the Dream : 1

Kaley's POV

The sun shines on my face through the curtains that cover the balcony door. When I turn in the clean white covers, I glance over at the back of Shawn's head. His chestnut brown hair glistens from the morning light. I slowly unravel myself from the sheets that I was in deep slumber minutes before. I make my way to the opposite side of the hotel room as I admire the color scheme of teal, black, gray, and white. My one hand reaches for the bathroom door with the clothes in the other to change into. Because I prefer to look at least decent when I am walking around people, I want to change out of my pajamas before making my way out on the balcony.

I examine myself in the mirror and pat down my messy hair even though it was in a bun. I was a little too tired to change the hairstyle, so I kept it the same way. I check the rest of my clothing and walk back over to the bed. I don't get a peek at Shawn's face, but I know it is him. It has always been him. I walk past him straight to the balcony door trying to make the least sound possible when I open and close it.

The chair makes a faint squeak when it scratches on the concrete flooring. The humid morning air, smell of salt and sea, and the sound of the crashing waves altogether make this moment perfect. I didn't think it could get any better. I was wrong. Meanwhile, I watched the birds and the waves for what seemed like an eternity

First, I was startled by the sound of the balcony sliding door. Moments later, I saw Shawn. HE WAS SHIRTLESS! He only wore sweatpants. I tried to conjure up words I should say to him, but when I try to speak, nothing comes out of my mouth. It is like that feeling that you have an answer to a question on the tip of your tongue but can't say it. It is also similar to when you are telling a story to someone and can't think of the right word you want to use. I felt speechless toward him. I got up as an instinct. He sat down in the seat I was once in. I sat on his lap and averted my eyes back to the beach. Shawn reaches for my legs and cradles me. With every movement of his body I felt chills and the sparks when our skin touched.

This moment was the best I had ever experienced. For a few seconds, we just admired the ocean. Shawn's head tilted down, and he kissed my forehead. I knew I was in love with this boy by how it felt. It was like that was verification that what I felt for him and what he felt for me was there. He started to speak, but I was so lost in his voice and the beautiful ocean waves that I only heard the words "this morning" and "last night". All the other words blurred together like a distant memory from when I was like five.

Randomly, he picks me up and carries me back into the hotel room, and I latch onto him like a monkey. In his arms, I felt so heavy. It was like his arms weren't even there, and I was falling. I felt like I was in the movie spy kids when they fell into that volcano. Just that endless heaviness and flowing air. Then, he sits me down on the bed and grabs my hand while looking away. To be honest, from where I was sitting it looked like one of those tumblr pictures of the guy holding the girl's hand, and she is leading. The only difference was that the roles were switched. Shawn sits with me on the bed after that.

I look outside, and it's night. WHAT THE LITERAL HECK!?! I was so confused. I had just woke up and it was morning. The sky is now pitch black like the middle of the night. "Shawn, why'd it get so dark?" I questioned him as if he would know the answer or at least verify that I wasn't going crazy.

"What do you mean, Kaley? It has been dark for an hour," he stares at me with the blankest expression that no person could read. I was just sitting there looking like a kinder-gardener confused why I can't go outside and ride my bike in the middle of class. I look like the stupid one in this situation even though I am positive it has been light outside this whole entire time.

"What are you saying? It was just morning like five seconds ago." My confusion grows and blossoms in my brain like an infection that is determined to reach every part of my brain until I can no longer decipher truth from reality because of my immense doubt.

"No, it's not. You need to go to sleep," he said more forcefully like he thought I was the mad one here. It was like he was certain that he was right. "Come to bed with me. We'll go to sleep."

"I am not tired. It was literally just morning. I am not going to sleep," I retorted like there was a point to argue anymore. As soon as I say that statement, Shawn and I make eye contact and just stare. We stare incessently for a long amount of time. I felt like I was in the most awkward staring contest. I could not break the stare as hard as I tried. We both just fall back onto the bed in defeat and ...

I wake up. Are you kidding me? That whole thing was a dream. (A/N :// the dream that just happened in this story is not my own creation. I wish it was, but this dream is actually a real dream that Kaley Barber had in real life. She talked about it on one of her videos on youtube. Go check out Kaley Barber on youtube. She is amazing. I love all of her videos. She is truly the best.) I give up. That was the weirdest experience I have had in a dream. I literally can not comprehend anything that just happened. The weirdest part is that it felt so realistic, but sadly, it was all a hoax of my own imagination playing tricks on me while I slept.

I quickly got a note book and wrote the dream down, so I wouldn't forget it. I never wanted to forget how romantic the dream actually was, but I also wanted to remember the confusion of it all. I also wanted to tell someone about it. Sadly no one really wanted to hear it because my mom is tired of hearing about Shawn Mendes along with the rest of my family. I thought maybe that it would be cool to make a youtube video about it.