Travel // Shawn Mendes

thirty-seven

Jen was being nice to Aidan. Well, almost.

We were finally in California, and after Jen had a morning meeting to discuss the show she would be a part of, all five of us were spending the evening at the pier by our hotel. Five of us being me, Jen, Shawn, Aidan, and Caleb.

Back to the Jen-kindness thing, Jen actually smiled at Aidan when he said hi to all of us. She didn't say hi back, but she smiled. That was serious proof of an improved relationship. I really thought Jen was going to replace me for Aidan.

That is, until ten minutes later when they began to fight.

"This is why you're a disappointment!" Jen exclaims, screaming at her dropped ice cream but directing the words to Aidan.

"Well, it was your fault."

"M-" Jen sputters, unable to father the right words, "my fault?!"

"Babe," Caleb starts, but after one look from me he shuts his mouth. Jen did not like to be stopped when she was in an argument.

They continue to bicker for another minute, and I watch as Shawn nods his head over to the little girl who was being dragged by the arm by her mother. Her bright eyes were entranced by the fight, and she watched with an open mouth.

Finally, Aidan caved. "You know what? Fuck you."

He began to storm back to the place we had bought our ice cream.

"Hey, don't say that sh-" Caleb begins, but Jen cuts him off by yelling something even better in an environment with children everywhere.

"Kiss my ass, bitch!"

Shawn and I back up, pretending as if we didn't know her.

"Mhm, is that just chocolate?" I ask, looking at his ice cream. I decided not to get one, which had been the worst mistake of my life.

"Yes, it is," he responds. Without another word I lean my head into the cone, licking the ice cream before Shawn pushes it towards my face even more.

"Hey!"

Shawn laughs as I wipe my upper lip with my thumb, and I give him the evil eye.

"Is there any more on me?"

"Yeah," Shawn says, smiling.

I groan, beginning to pull out my phone. "Where?"

"Don't worry I've got it."

And like that, Shawn is kissing me.

Speculations and rumors of the famous Shawn Mendes having a girlfriend were very loud in tabloid news, but a paparazzi was yet to take a picture of us. Neither of us, however, cared if they did.

I push Shawn off, and he pouts.

"There are children present!" I scorn, and he looks at me as if I had told him I wanted a bee tattooed onto my forehead.

"They're too busy walking away to care," he says, and I shake my head.

"I'm talking about them." I point to Jen and Aidan.

Jen was licking her new ice cream as Aidan continued to argue with her.

"You're an idiot."

"And your head is shaped like a dorito chip," Jen retorts.

Aidan scoffs before answering. "You know, my sibling would like you if you weren't such a prick."

"Oh, who's your sibling, Ferb?" My best friend licks her ice cream, unbothered, and I mentally give Jen a point in the scoreboard.