Love Story (A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction)

Chapter 30-Christmas Eve

Kelly Clarkson

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Christmas was very close.

You could feel that walking around town; the shops were slowly sold out, the people were singing christmas carols under their breaths and there was christmas decoration wherever you looked.

You could also feel it in the air. In the past month it cooled down drastically, leaving chances for snow and ice to take their place covering the gardens and streets of Toronto.

I still wanted to walk to the studio ever day, even though the ice on the sidewalks made it hard for people to walk and the freezing air bit my face and really dried out my skin.

I just enjoyed some air before a long day inside.

"So, you and Shawn, you're good again?", Chiara asked me while we were warming up, running rounds through the studio.

"I think so. I mean, we both obviously have to change some things to make this relationship work. I agreed to do Award Shows with him and he agreed to make some more time whenever he was home. But that's all, I mean, we didn't actually get the chance to do any of it yet, we only agreed on doing it.", we stopped running, fell down on the floor to stretch and I grabbed my water and took a sip.

"But, you know, are you doing... other stuff?", Chiara moved closer when she said it, but I didn't understand what she meant.

"I mean, are you dong IT", I almost spit out my water when I got it, and turned terribly red.

"Well... yah. Maybe we do. A lot.", I mumbled, trying to recover from the shock.

"Then you're good. If you're having sex nothing can be too bad."

"Well, you must know."

"What's that supposed to mean", she turned to me and raised her accurately plucked eyebrows.

"I mean... well... I mean, I told you I've never had a boyfriend before Jackson right. And I never... you know... with him. So...", I stammered and blushed even more. Till that moment I seriously doubted that was possible.

"OH MY GOD! He was your first!"

"Shh, yes, he was. But you don't need to tell everyone that."

"Sorry.", she whispered now and got up. I followed her.

"Let's change the topic, what are you doing over Christmas?", I asked Chiara.

"I'm going home to Italy. I miss my pasta. You can come visit me at some point. Get a little tan. You're always so pale.", she patted my cheek like a grandmother and I slapped her hand.

"That's not my fault, I'm german. We're not the tan type. I have skin type 1, I'm like a vampire. Except my parents look like latinos which is rather strange.", I shook my head at the thought. I really missed them. Only a few more days.

"So, what are you doing over the holidays?"

"Going home as well. I haven't seen my family in so long. And for new years eve Shawn and I planned on going to Times Square. He apparently gets a bonus and we can go to a VIP lounge or something like that.", I rolled my eyes and started the music, working on the choreography.

But Chiara chuckled again: "Right, what a horrible burden to have."

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Text me when you landed

the text read that Shawn sent me 2 hours ago. The 8 hour flight from Toronto to Frankfurt had been exhausting, but finally being on familiar grounds again made me forget everything that bothered me today.

Hey, I just landed. No complications whatsoever. Text you again when I'm home. No calls though, it would be too expensive.

I texted back and packed my phone into my backpack. I didn't want to be distracted. I really missed my family.

After what felt like hours waiting for my suitcase and finally exiting the airport I saw familiar faces gathered behind the gate, with a sign with my name on it.

I laughed and hurried to hug the tiny woman with the platinum- dyed short hair and dark tanned skin- my mum.

"Hi honey, how was your flight?", she asked me, while I hugged my dad, an almost bald, chubby, tanned man with slightly grey hair.

"It was alright. Nothing too special happened. The food was as bad as always. I did get a little sick on the flight though. Pretty sure it was because I didn't fly in a long time."

"Yah, and who's fault was that. We asked you to come for ages", my dad whined and I chuckled, kissing him on the cheek.

"I'm here now."

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"Unpack your presents, honey.", my grandma said and threw a whole bag of boxes my way.

"Guys, I said no presents!", I sighed, but obviously took the presents, knowing I'd have to leave them here because I always overpack my suitcase and already had to pay the weight fine on my way here.

I didn't really feel the moment though. I mean, I missed my family so much over the past months and being home felt amazing. But I couldn't really ignore this bad feeling in my stomach.

I really missed Shawn.

I hated always missing someone. When I was with Shawn I missed my family, and when I was with my family I missed Shawn. It sucked.

Also I was still kinda sick, could barely eat any of the traditional potato dumplings and rolled meat my grandma made for us.

I checked my phone again. Shawn had another 6 hours until christmas eve. But there was no text from him. He was propably busy.

"Are you alright sis?", my brother asked me, his arms around his girlfriend and his step-son, his blue eyes full of worry.

"I'm good. I just thought someone texted me."

"Uhh, you got a boyfriend?", my sister- in- law, Deniese, teased me and I grabbed a piece of wrapping paper to throw it at her head.

"Actually I do. He's Canadian. And really nice. I could bring him next time. I'm sorry, I need to use the bathroom for a second.", I quickly jumped up and hurried out of the living room to throw up into the toilet.

As I was done gagging all of my organs out I checked my messages again.

Hey babe. I really miss you. My parents can't wait to meet you. I need to take you to a family meeting soon.

I sighed, but then my heart nearly stopped as I saw my period tracking app popping up on my home screen.

I quickly opened it to simply stare at it for about 5 minutes.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, startling me so bad that I almost dropped my phone into the toilet.

"Are you okay? We're all worried.", my grandpa said and I quickly got up and started washing my hands.

"I'm alright. Just got a little sick on the plane. That's all. I'll be there right away."

I quickly turned off my phone and made a note in my mind to go to the pharmacy next chance I got.

I needed a pregnancy test.