Chapter 9- For Worse

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Shawn Mendes *POV*

     "Would you like to go out for breakfast? I think the fresh air would do you good," I offered, hoping it would take her mind off sorrowful thoughts.

     To my relief, she accepted. She timidly requested that we go to Starbucks, to which I happily aquiesced. As we drove, she remained utterly silent. I sighed, worried.

     When we pulled into the parking lot adjacent to the Starbucks, I disguised myself by putting on a pair of shades. I know, I know, not exactly discreet, but what else could I do? Katie noticed, and I saw her chuckle. I shrugged.

     I held the door open for her, and she jokingly said, "Why thank you, sir!" to which I replied, "You are most welcome, madame."

     Making my way to the counter, I asked Katie what she'd like to order. "Caramel frappuccino. Tall, please."

     I repeated her order to the cashier, adding my own. I handed her my credit card. "Shawn!" Katie whined. "I could've paid for my own drink."

     "I brought you here, and I'm prepared to act the part of a gentleman." I pretended to straighten my imaginary tie.

     "You remind me of..." her face fell and I chastised myself for reminding her of memories she'd rather forget at the moment.

     "My, but that's a compliment," I smiled. "Oh, please don't cry."

     That earned me a shy, half smile which gave me a rush of adrenaline. What was happening to me?

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