Chapter 9

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~~~~~kindly put on your playlist ~~~~
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I woke up on my bed. All I remember from last night is that as the movie ended Shawn pulled the covers on the top of me as I slept. He was still sleeping. I had a shower. I wore black jeans a white t-shirt with a jeans jacket on the top of it. I got my superstars on. I made a bun on the top and let the rest of my hair lose. I went to him. He was still sleeping. He was smiling as he slept. What a cutie! Stop staring! "Shawn! Shawn! Shawn Peter Raul Mendes! Wake up!!!" I shouted at his ears laughing. "What the fuck?!" He said as he got out of bed. I was just laughing. He rubbed his eyes. He ran up to me and lifted me up. His hand were in my waist. I was upside down on his shoulder. "Put me down, you jerk!" I said as I hit his on the back. "Ask nicely First!" He said. "Please!" I said sounding like a baby. He let me down. I was right in front of his face. His hands were still on my waist. We were sharing the same breath. He was actually breathing heavily. "Hi." I said. "Hey!" He said still breathing heavily. The door knocked hard then it opened and thanks god then I was away from Shawn. "Come on Shawn! You have to go to choose the stage!" Andrew said in frustration. I was super embarrassed from what happened between me and Shawn. The problem that it wasn't the first time.

We bought some Brazilian food to the stage we chose and ate there. I was eating as he was sitting in front of me fixing his guitar strings. He started playing a song. I remembered that song from one of his concerts. It was called particular taste. His voice was a blessing. He was really good. As I listened to him I spotted someone. It was weird. I didn't care and completed eating. "So? What you think?" He asked as he took my sandwich and took a bite. "Good! Very good actually!" I said with a mouth full of food. We both laughed at my way of talking. It was nice of him to sing to me. Only me.

He was butting his shirt as he looked in the mirror. I was just sitting on a chair behind him. My jacket was on the back of my chair. A guy came inside and told Shawn to hurry up then went out again slamming the door behind him. Which made me jump in my place. He laughed as he saw me. I stood up to face him. Shawn was taller than me. I was like his neck's height. He looked down at me. And... we're sharing the same breath again. "Good luck out there, Jerk!" I said smiling. "Thanks, Toni!" He said smiling as well. His hands were now on my waist. He was super close to me right now. I mean our noses were touching. Shit! I could feel his body heat in mine. I was just looking straight at his eyes. There were more like the green color with the yellow honey color. I could now feel his lips. There were warm. He tasted like honey and pure air. If I could taste this everyday damn I would do it. My hands went to his neck. And then to his curly hair that I was wanting to touch since the first day. His hands went to my thighs lifting me up. I placed my legs around him. His hands still hold my thighs. I kissed him like I was waiting for it. Just waiting for him to make the move. I could feel his tongue ask for permission to enter. Then a knock interrupted. He let me down and I watch him walk away to the door. He stopped at the door way and looked at me. He then winked at me and went on. I though about that kiss until his concert ends.

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