Because I Had You

11

Camila's POV

Song: Why by Shawn Mendes

March 19, 2019, Paris, France

"Camila, wake up" I heard Shawn say as he gently shook my body. I had the biggest headache in the world, I looked up at him not saying a word. I stood up from my seat and followed him off the plane.

I was in Paris, the city of love, heartbroken crying over a stupid boy. I have always wanted to go to France, but not like this. I had always pictured going here with my friends and even my future boyfriend. And just having an amazing time, so far it wasn't anything like how I imagined.

There was fans waiting at the airport for Shawn, it was about five in the morning. How long have they been here for? I excused myself and went to the bathroom, I definitely looked like a mess. I didn't want anyone to see that I have cried.

Maybe I could have played it off like I was crying because I missed my family. Or it could have been because I was scared of getting on an airport. Maybe I watched a sad movie and started crying.

As I walked passed the mirror I took a long look at myself. My eyes were puffy from crying the whole time, my hair was a mess. I didn't look like myself at all, how could someone do this to you?

Why was I even crying over Finn? I felt almost free in a way, but at the same time I was heartbroken. My first ever real relationship and look what happened. Maybe it wasn't so much that he broke up with me, it was why he did it.

I would never cheat on someone I wasn't that kind of person. Shawn wouldn't either, he wouldn't have let it happen anyways. Maybe I wasn't meant to be happy, I might as well be alone for the rest of my life. I mean I couldn't make anyone stay.

I could feel the tears threatening to spill. Okay, I was done crying. I'm in one of the most beautiful cities, I probably will never come back.

I let out a sigh and quickly fixed my hair, I splashed some water on my face. Hoping that it will help with the redness. "You okay?" Shawn asked once I got back to the group. "I will be" I answered giving him a small smile.

"Wow" I said in awe starring out the window of the car we were in. We were in our way to the hotel, but the view on the way there was spectacular. "Look at the Eiffel Tower!" I said pointing out the window "beautiful, right?" I asked looking over towards Shawn. "Yeah, you really like Paris don't you?" He asked I nodded my head in response.

We had gotten to the hotel and even from the lobby there was a view of the Eiffel Tower. Everything here was so beautiful I wanted to walk around and enjoy the view. But at the same time I wanted to stay in bed and cry all day.

I knew if I stayed alone all day that's what I would do. I was tempted to ask Shawn to stay with me, but I didn't do that. I guess I would be alone all day until the show.

I sat in my hotel room finishing up some homework for school. I went on Instagram for a bit and went on Netflix. I would do this if I was home. "Come in!" I shouted once I heard a knock on the door, I was too lazy to get up and open it.

"Camila?" I heard "what do you want?" I asked once I saw Shawn "I wanted to see if you were still alive, you haven't been answering your phone." He tells me, he then sits down on the bed next to me. I was laying down on the bed with my computer on my stomach. "I am" I answered simply "we leaving?" I asked the show was soon.

"In like an hour" he replied "what are you doing?" He asked me "watching High School Musical 3" I said "I know you prefer camp rock over high school musical, you freak" I tell him. "You remember?" Shawn said laughing "yeah, I'll never forget the day you told me. I was so offended!" I answered giggling.