Love triangle(sm)

3.

ROBIN
Slouching back on my bed, I open all 43 of my twitter notifications. The first is: Shawn Mendes followed you back! Holy flip he actually did it.

The others are all his fan accounts following me and then there are some dm's.

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DMS:

21:57
Shawn: Hey stranger

Shawn: are you really going to ignore me

Shawn: we were literally right outside your house what could you possibly be doing instead of answering me?????? :(

Shawn: FINE 😠

22:09
Robin: Calm down shawn 🙄

Robin: I'm also still annoyed about the whole Asher situation

Shawn: hahahahahahahahaha

Shawn: hahaha

Shawn: ha

Robin: 🤨

Shawn: aNYWay imma go to sleep now and you should too 😎😚.

Robin: great
Change the subject why don't you

Shawn: Anyway, night stalker

Robin:night muffin 😁

Shawn: #stillpissedtheresnomuffinemoji 😩☹️😭.
(seen)

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Shawn is cute, and funny, and ALSO has a good voice. I know that it's ok for me to think this because, you know, I don't think Shawn can be in a relationship with all his travelling, plus there's a billion girls that Shawn could get with a click of his fingers. I have no idea what the hell happened with Asher either. Boys...smh. I sigh to myself.

I put my phone on my charger and I roll over. My eyes close and I'm asleep immediately.

SHAWN
Robin is really genuine and I kind of guessed that she was a super fan when her eyes widened as I asked for her social media. I chuckle at the thought of this.

"What's so funny?" Aaliyah sticks her face in front of mine.

"Nothing. Just thinking." I reply vaguely.

She rolls her eyes at me and interrogates further, "Well, what about? Its not a...girl is it?!" She gasps and goes into mega breakdown mode.

I'm used to this cus I deal with it with fans; and Aaliyah anytime I mention my love life, even a tiny bit.

"Yes its a girl, but she is just a fan, she won't be properly interested." Im lying to myself rather than to Aaliyah.

"If she's 'just a fan'," she imitates, "why are you so wound up about it and why do you sound so depressed when you talk about how you can't get her?"

She has me. I will keep denying it, but I think she already has me figured out. I roll my eyes in defeat and reinstate my view of my phone screen.

Before long I am yawning my face off, and Aaliyah has already fallen asleep. I carry her to her room, and change her out of her shoes. I put her phone and iPad on charge and go to my room to do the same.

I lay on my bed, and I'm reminded of a tweet i saw: I want to take a nap but the nap doesn't want to take me.

I decide, after a lot of conflict between my consciences, to DM Robin.

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DM SHAWN->ROBIN
02:41
Shawn: 😭
Shawn: can't sleeeeeeeep
Shawn: helllppppp
Robin: ugh why are you so full of energy
Shawn: yay you're awake
Robin: yeah tbh I woke up before and can't sleep either
Shawn: awww whyyyyyyy
Robin: thinking about the crazy events of that party lol
Shawn: well you met me and that's greeeaaatttt
Robin: not just that tho
Shawn: ???
Robin: with Asher silly
Shawn: come and meet me now

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ROBIN
Shawn sends me the address and I hop in my car. I drive to this unknown place and collect my thoughts. It's only now that I realise I am driving somewhere with someone I just met. That literally breaks the first rule I was ever taught. *facepalm*. However, I push this thought to the back of my mind and focus on the fact that...well....SHAWN MENDES!! I chuckle to myself, but I'm interrupted by the SATNAV: "you have reached your destination" 

I pull my phone out of the glove compartment-safety first!-and I am met with even more notifications off Instagram and snapchat as well as twitter. The ones at the bottom are Shawn following me because my links are in my bio and then all his fans following me too. I check my Instagram, which is a photography account, and my follow count is 230k. Wow. Word spreads fast, huh?

This is great, because now I might actually get noticed for my photography. I also have a singing account which isn't in my bio, but that's not happening because Shawn's fans obviously have high expectations from him.

I open my dm's-on instagram this time- and Shawn once again blew me up.

-<>-

DM'S
SHAWN->ROBIN
Shawn: hiya
Shawn: how far away are you
Shawn: helllloooooooo
Shawn: you're not one of those weird ppl that keep their phone away when they drive are you
Shawn: plsssssssssssssss
Shawn:ssssssssssss
Shawn: oh yeah also can we take pics I looked at ur insta and you're sick
Shawn: YO
Shawn: I SHOULD GET ANDREW TO HIRE YOU AS MY PHOTOGRAPHER
Shawn: HISJSKALSLDICJHSHAJWED
Robin: Jesus
Robin: stop messing around with me
Robin: I'm serious about that shit
Robin: also I just arrived
Shawn: wow you type fast you just sent like four messages in like ten seconds 🙀
Robin: ok wru??
Robin: Shawn?!?!

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Oh no. Where the heck did Shawn go? I look around, and my eyes lock with a pair of hazel ones. I scream and almost jump out of my seat.

"Well hey Robin." The person says. I open the door so I can hear him properly.

"Mendes." I greet him, pretending to hold a grudge.

"Anyway, what's up?" He continues, either oblivious or ignoring the fact I was 'grumpy'.

"Eh. I'm fine, but I think I caught a cold."

Shawn's expression turns into sorrow, with a hint of guilt, probably because he dragged me out in the middle of the night while I was sick.

Then, he does something really unexpected. He pulls his sweater over his head, leaving his chest bare. I feel my breath hitch in excitement and my heart is beating faster than a Lamborghini. Yep, you thought I was gonna say Ferrari. Not in this lifetime girl.

I have seen Shawn shirtless in pictures before even though i know he hates being shirtless, and he did it for me. His abs are really defined anyways, but in real life, zayum. He passes me the sweater, which is an in my blood one, and I pull it over my head. Ive alway wanted one of these, and now I am wearing one that belongs to Shawn Peter Raul Mendes himself. It smells so good, meaning he smells good too.

"I've always wanted one of these." I admit.

He wraps an arm around me and whispers in my ear, sending chills up my spine, "Keep it then, princess."

I grin up at him, seeing that he's considerably taller than me. Scratch that-he's a giant of a dude.

I study his face carefully. Once he leaves, I'll only be able to study this face through a screen, if at all. His beautiful sculpted cheekbones and jawline. He could cut me with his jawbone and id say thank you. Kidding but I saw that on a meme. His perfect smile, that people literally pay to see in person, what here, right in front of me, out of his own will. He doesn't  have to be here. This has no impact on his career whatsoever.

This initial thought leads me onto my next question: "what happens when you leave?"

Shawn looks me in the eyes and takes hold of both my hands. It's hard to keep eye contact when his bare chest in within 50 cm of me.

"We are going to make this - friendship work. I promise you, Robin." He hesitates before saying friendship. Wait, what?

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