Escape || S.M.

5- Why

[30-11-2017 // dd-mm-yyyy]
[Maggie's POV]

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"What do you mean you're meeting up with Shawn Mendes?" Sammy shouts from the other side of the room.

The other day when we all had lunch together they ended up knowing about my friendship with Shawn. I made them promise to not tell anyone and I trust them not to do it. It's only in our little friend group.

It's not like Shawn and I are trying to hide an affair, which is obviously not the case, but I don't want to spread the word, because there's no need to since he's just a normal friend and because I don't want to break his trust.

Plus, I don't want to jinx it, usually when I tell someone or brag about something important to me, or that I'm excited for, something bad happens and ruins it.

"He asked me to meet him in the studio. It's only for a bit, I'll be back by 5 pm max." I confirm with them as I'm running around trying to get everything I need and while my legs still hurt from yesterday.

Shawn and I texted for a little while last night, at some point he asked me if I was free today and if I could help him, but we kept talking and I fell asleep, so me being me, I forgot to set an alarm and now I'm late. AGAIN!

"I don't care about that! Please let me meet him!" Sammy runs after me.

"I can't just ask him to come meet you, we haven't even been friends for a week. I don't want him to think I'm using him."

"I know that but try. Please! You know you can trust me." The blonde girl puts her hands together and looks at me with her big blue puppy eyes.

"I'll think about it." I sigh and she starts jumping around.

"Yes! Thank You So Much I Love You."

"Ok, I have to go now bye!"

I really do have children.

•••

"Oh hey, Maggie come in!" Shawn greets me immediately when he sees me in the doorway.

He walks over to me and embraces me in a hug. Oh OK. I wrap my arms around his torso to hug him back and immediately feel my cheeks heating up when I touch his rose-pink hoodie covered torso.

"Hi." I look up at him when we pull away. I've noticed I have a tendency to get shy when I'm around him.

"Hi." He smiles down at me and for a second I see a reddish tint on his cheeks as well.

It's not embarrassing or anything but it's a little weird since we talk about a lot of stuff on the phone. New topics just keep coming up and I feel like we perhaps reveal more than we would usually, but it still feels natural and comfortable when we're talking to each other.

It gets really personal hearing the other person's voice quietly, mostly whispering, his voice gets deeper and raspier as time goes by and when it's time to hang up it almost feels like you're falling asleep next to him.

"So you wanted my help?"

"Yes. I just have these ideas in mind and I need to put them on paper." He tells me as we both sit down on the cream colored couch.

"Oh, I get like that a lot. What do you have in mind?" I open my backpack and pull out my lyrics journal. It's very private but at the same time, I feel okay sharing some of it with him.

"Wow jumping right in eh?" He chuckles.

"The more work we get done, the earlier the album comes out."