Shawn Mendes

Ariana

SHAWN MENDES

CHAPTER # 6

Right now, I am craving some chocolate ice cream,probably a chocolate sundae from Mcdonald's will do, yes!

"Cinna, buy me my usual from Mcdonald's and a frappucino from Starbucks."

Cinna tries a little bit too hard to cast me a weird glance. I think he should be used to it by now after all the years he has

spent with me. Weird how people never get used to certain things.

The phone ring blasts, which is a song from my recent album, and seeing the caller Id, I can't help but roll my eyes. This

the producer is a little bit too much punctual.

"I"m almost there, you do-"

"No, it's not what I called about. Its that the dates have been postponed due to some inconveniences and I'm really s-"

Too late to apologize! I cut the phone call. Bastard!Moron!I spent hours preparing from it and now all went down the drain due

to some apparent 'inconveniences'.Great!

"Cinna, we are going home. Just buy me the Victorious series on the way."

He nods respectfully and we continue to weave our way through the busy streets of New York.

Two hours later we are on our way back when I spot Harry around the corner of the street in his usual ragged glory. I really

like the guy, he is probably my age and is pretty cute.

The car habitually stops right beside him and I give him a hug while sitting in the car and he hugs me back with the same

enthusiasm. I hand him the frappucino and he accepts it gladly. I know it's his favourite.

"How are you, Harry?"I flash him my dimples, he says he likes them.

"Oh, I am just as usual, here and there, you tell what's going on? Any new concerts coming up?"For a beggar, he has a pretty good

accent and fluent speech. Also, his pronunciation is very clear. There are reasons I'm impressed by him but Cinna doesn't

understand, says he's a fraud. Anyways, who believes him?

"Nuh, none."

He starts looking sideways, as if in an attempt to hide something. What?

"Harry, look at me."I turn his face towards me."Is there something you want to tell me?"

There is a pained expression on his face."Ari....is it bad to...hurt those who...trust you?"

I look at him, dumbfounded,lost for words. He is always so happy, bubbling with excitement.

"What's with philosophy, Harry."

"Nuh, nothing, I was just being stupid. Anyways, you should get going and thanks for this."He flashes me the Starbucks cup and

walks away.The car lurches forward and I see him disappear in the mob of million heads.

"Mom!I'm home."

"Oh honey, this arrived for you earlier."

She hands me a beige envelope, I tear it open to reveal a pitch-black blank paper. Utter bullshit, I have already enough on my

mind to deal with this crap. But almost unconsciously the poster about a rubic abductor I saw on a wall flashes into my mind.