Backstory book for my Instagram Fic "It's You."
IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THAT BOOK YET THEN YOU SHOULD READ IT FIRST.
This book basically explains all of the posts that are in the other book.
G!P Camila lol
I didn't mention that in the last book because...
"Are we actually making a pit stop in Canada?" Y/n laughed as I texted Roger to change the private flight from Paris to Los Angeles to Paris to Toronto.
"Shawn offered food," I told her as my message went through. "Plus I haven't seen him in forever."
"I know. I haven't seen him in a while either," she said as we grabbed all of our luggage and we made our way down to the lobby.
"Well, then this should be a fun pit stop," I said, helping her load her things into the car before I brought up.
"I'm so glad we got a private flight this time," I sighed.
"It wasn't that bad. We weren't even in coach," she said, thumping my forehead.
"You don't even know. You were asleep the whole time."
"Well, you should've slept with me," she sassed, sticking out her tongue at me.
"I have slept with you," I smirked as airport crew loaded our luggage.
"That's not what I meant!" She said, getting out of the car as I laughed.
"Don't be mad at me now. This is an eight hour flight and I need a cuddle buddy," I told her, running behind her to help her onto the plane.
"Shut up," she said, her smile betraying her mad facade.
"C'mon, bebé," I said as I sat down and held out my arms for her to lay down.
She rolled her eyes and laid next to me, snuggling up me and wrapping her arms around my waist.
Neither of us were very tired at first, opting to watch movies for most of the flight before sleeping the rest of it.
Soon enough, we had landed in Toronto and we're knocking at Shawn's front door.
"It's about time you guys made it," he said when he opened the door, giving us both huge hugs.
"Shawn, let us greet our guests," his mom spoke up from behind him, allowing us to enter the house before we began making small talk.
Y/n immediately fell into conversation with Shawn's mom, letting me know she'd be helping in the kitchen before walking off.
"I always forget she's good friends with you and your family," I said to Shawn as we walked upstairs to his room.
"Yea, we rarely see each other anymore," he laughed. "How are you two doing by the way?"
"Amazing," I told him. "We were just in France for two weeks and it was honestly magical."
"Wow, get married already," he joked, freezing when I looked down and blushed.
"No way," he said, rushing to shut his bedroom door. "Spill."
"Is it too soon to propose?" I asked him, making his jaw drop. "I mean we've been dating for almost a year and a half."
"Are you serious about this?" He asked genuinely.
"Yes," I deadpanned. "I mean every time she gets drunk or even tipsy she brings up marriage. I can't help but think of it."
"You really love her," he said.
"I really do," I confirmed.
"How about this," he said as he stood up. "Let's go engagement ring shopping."
"Right now?" I asked.
"Yes," he nodded. "This doesn't mean you have to propose right away, but if you're thinking about it then let's buy a ring. You can carry it around until the perfect moment."
"Where are we gonna tell them we're going?" I asked, motioning to the door.
"We'll tell them that we're going shopping," he said. "Y/n is gonna stay and help my mom with dinner."
"What if she wants to come?" I asked, nervous about this plan.
Shawn just rolled his eyes as led me downstairs.
"Hey, mom," he said, getting both his mom and Y/n's attention. "Camila and I are going shopping. I need a new black polo. I ripped my other one."
"Alright, be back for dinner. You don't want to go with them?" His mom asked Y/n.
"No, I'll stay and help with dinner. Be careful," she told me, walking over and pecking my lips before going back to the sink.
"How did you know she wouldn't want to come?" I asked Shawn as we got into his Jeep.
"She loves to help my mom cook," he shrugged. "Now, focus on rings."
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