Consumed || Shawn Mendes ||

Maybe A Miracle?

The airport was so busy and hectic, people rushing to get to their destinations.

As i tried to maneuver through bodies to get to the baggage claim area i began to feel the sharp pain from my ankle radiating through my leg. I slowed down to try to put less pressure on my left foot. The pain was beginning to become unbearable but i was working against too. I needed to try to sit down but this definitely wasn't the place for that.

Once i reached the baggage claim area of the airport i leaned onto one of the wall dividers waiting for my suitcase to appear in the chaos of suitcases that were thrown lazily onto the baggage claim. I shifted the weight onto my right leg bending my left leg behind me to give it some relief. It helped for a little, but this was uncomfortable after a few minutes. I needed to do yoga. I tried to think of something, anything to get my mind off the pain that was starting to overcome me. I looked to see if i saw my suitcase and after once i saw the familiar red floral scarf on my handle i quickly hopped over to grab it,fighting through the pain with each step i took.

As i placed my suitcase down, clicking the handles to extend up so i can roll my suitcase, I saw in the small distance the tall figure that was his. I would've thought he would have been gone by now, given the fact that he was in the front and is a celebrity. He raised his head up from his phone and he saw me. He gave a quick smile and he said something to his bodyguard and the man that gave him the Motrin while we were on the plane. He started walking in my direction, making me freeze and abruptly turning the other way and trying to walk towards the Exit. My leg was in a radiating pain but i was trying to fight through the pain. But i was failing at times making me irritated and huffing in frustration. I could see the huge neon Exit sign coming up and before i knew it he came sprinting in front of me. Making me pull back and applying too much pressure of my left leg. I groaned in pain as i put my head back to catch me breath and suck up the rush of pain that shot up from my leg to my brain.

"Shit-Are you okay?" He asked with a small notion of concern on his face.

"Ill be fine. What are you doing? What is it?" I asked in an annoyed tone. Clearly not with him but the pain had became unbearable at this point. I closed my eyes shut and let a small pain like hiss.

"You dont look fine. Let me help you". He said taking the handle of my suitcase away from me.

What is he doing? Why is he here still? What was he chasing me down? Im nobody special.

God, this pain was killing me. I quickly placed my hand to my knee trying to get through the sharp radiating pain. I wanted to honestly cry. This was his fault i silently said to myself cursing him. He must've heard my small pain like sounds because he stopped on the side of me and he looked around before signaling towards his bodyguard and the older gentlemen in the youth sweater. They came walking in a slight brisk, I just dropped my head to try to breath though the pain. I needed to get the hell off my foot. I felt so lightheaded, i wanted to throw up. In a few short seconds they were around me, the bodyguard looked over confused at Shawn and then myself.

"Is there any way that you could help her to a car, she twisted her ankle on the flight because of me". He said to the man in the youth sweater. He looked at me in sincerely and he just nodded his head in a yes notion.

"What hotel are you staying into so i can tell the cab drivers outside?" He asked.

"Umm, i haven't made a reservation to any yet. I figured i check once i landed." I said in hushed tone because of embarrassment.

The older gentlemen looked at me in a raised eyebrow and then up at Shawn. He smiled and said.

"Thats pretty ballsy hun. Well we can check to see if there any available at this time." He said as he pulled his iPhone out of his pocket.