Consumed || Shawn Mendes ||

The Traveler

As i arrived to the venue i could see the massive swarm of people already waiting on line to enter. There were so many girls everywhere around and loud chatter surrounding tonight's event. As i walked to what seemed like an never ending line towards the back , i became very anxious about the whole idea of me actually being here, and i was alone. I was used to being alone for most things in my life but for concerts i always had one person accompany me. But none really knew i had traveled to Paris for a Shawn Mendes concert, they would've given me such grief.

I was brought out of my thoughts by a blonde with a wide brim smile. She was in front of me on the line and she wore this obnoxiously big long fur coat with moon boots and massive chains around her neck. Obviously her styles is very eccentric and she can clearly over do it. I suddenly felt under dressed for a concert. I returned the smile and began fidget with my phone.

"Hi, i love your motocross jacket". She said eyeing me up and down and still smiling, which made me a little uncomfortable.

"Oh well thank you. i like your jacket as well". I said actually meaning it. She took out her phone and began checking something on social media before huffing and puffing. I looked at her confused and she saw my face. She broke the silence.

"Oh i was just trying to see if Shawn was posting something on his social media. But he hasnt , so it must mean its almost time to go in". She said a matter of fact, like if she knew him on some personal level. I caught myself laughing at the fact that she thought she knew his day to day so well. She looked at me with a raised eyebrow before returning back to her phone. I ran my fingers through my hair and i cleared my throat.

"So is this your first show?"I asked biting my annoying hang nail on my pinky.

"God no sweetie, this is my third show so far. and i have seventeen more im going too". She stated in a very confident conceited tone.

"Gosh, that's a lot. That's impressive honestly. How do you have the time and money to travel to so many places?" I asked a little envious but more curious as to how that was remotely possible for someone who looked know older then me if not only by a few years.

She smiled so confidently and she pulled her slick gel down hair back more and she proudly boasted, "I have two jobs and thankfully they are so understanding and plus i also put in massive amounts of over time during the holidays".

"That's amazing." Was all i could say. Parts of me found that hard to believe but who was i too question a stranger. She was very pretty despite looking a bit stuck up. Maybe we could be friends in another life.

"Omg thank you, people call me all sorts of names and i get so much hate online but i dont care. I want to support Shawn as much as i can while Im still young and can travel." She said.

"Yea, that's very true. I only went to a few shows at his last tour. I never met him until recently." I blushed as i thought of the momentary encounter we had. God how could a total stranger give me these butterfly like feelings. He didn't even know i existed. I was just another fan.

"Oh that's cute, I met him so many times with my friends. I actually met him at his hotel last night." She said as she took her phone out to show me their picture together. I looked at it and i smiled, it looked a cute a little forced on her end but Shawn did look good with his famous curl resting over his forehead and that smile that captured millions. It was a very cute like photo.

"So you know his hotel and stuff. I never met him like that. I wouldn't even know where to start in searching how to find his hotel and stuff. But that's amazing that you got to see him before the show. so whats your next stop after Paris"? I asked truly intrigued now.

She started moving as the line started to move fast now. I guess the doors where now opening.

"Take my Instagram down and ill definitely let you know where his hotel locations are when hes in whatever city your in. I gotta go , see you inside maybe. Im front row." She said starting to sprint away towards the doors and disappearing into the mass crowd of girls running the same direction.

I grabbed my small clutch and started casually walking through the maze of bodies toward the security check point. I looked for the blonde girl again and she was already through security check and running to her new destination. I didn't know this was an Olympic sport. I laughed to myself as i placed my clutch through the bag check and walking through the metal dector. Once i was cleared i grabbed my clutch and headed towards the merch pop up shop.