When you love someone - A Shawn Mendes fanfiction

Chapter 6

I stepped out of the car at mrs. and mr. Browns. I was surprised of how big everything was. Big driveway, big house, big hedge, big garden, big windows, big door, huge stairs.  Even mr. brown was huge. There were two men there. The originale, mr. brown, was just an older verson of what I guess was his son. I´ll call the older one Mr. brown 1 and the other one Mr. Brown 2.

«Oh hello Joy,» Mrs. Brown smiled a wide smile an looked at my grams, «Henry» She still smiled. And went down to shake our hands, first grams, than grandpa, then me. 

«Oh, you must be Kimberly, the nice twin» What. Did. She. Just. Say. The nice twin? What was this? Okay, I had to keep calm. 

«Oh, no, actually I am Amy, the other twin» Her smile fell of her face for a second and a half. 

«Hahaha, your grandma told me you were funny, I actually though you were Amy for a second there, that would have been embarrassing for me. Then I remembered your sister din´t talk to your grandma anymore!» The whole Brown family looked nervous.

«Well, did she mention that Kim ran off four month´s ago? I am Amy, and what you said was, and should be embarrassing for you. I am really sorry that I am not Kim, but lets make the best out of it, shall we?» Her red cheeks became withe, just as the rest of her face. 

«Oh yes indeed we shall, I am really sorry Amy. Please do not take what I said personally» She still looked shocked, and her soft voice were shaky. Seriously, how was I supposed to not take it personally? It sounded pretty personally to me..

«It´s okay. I have an suggestion. What if we all just carried on, and pretending this never happened?» I raised my voice just enough to be heard by everyone. This lunch smelled shit already, and I had not even smelled the food yet. Yaiks. 

Mrs. Brown spun around herself a couple times before she opened her tiny moth and yelled; Dylan, c´mere! Show amy around please!

Then she turned back to me «Dylan is my grandson, he is nineteen, I think you two will get along just fine» Her sugar sweet smile was back, and the sign of nervous feelings was all gone by now. Like she had actually forgot what she said thirty seconds ago. When I said forget it, I did not actually mean that she would give herself a stroke of amnesia. 

When Dylan showed himself it was kind of a punch in the face for me, cause the person Mr. brown 1 and 2 looked alike, was Dylan, the older boy from the coffee shop. He looked confused, before he recognized meg, and his face lit up.

«Amy! The coffee girl!» He had the wide smile, that kind of was showing on his whole face, and even body. I mean, I think I would be abel to tell they he smiled, even with a bag on his head. Even with a bag on my head, THAT´S how wide he smiled. 

«Yeeeey, it´s me» I said in a mix of a flat and sarcastic tone. and glanced over at him. Suddenly I felt an embarrassment of being her, of dressing like this, of pretending to be something I´m not. 

«Well follow me then Amy Harris» He spoke loudly in a royal tone. And guided me inside. I wish I was not the kind to over think stuff, but how did he know my last name? 

«Thank you» I smiled. He smiled at my smile, and it was just too much. I did not belong in this fake world of happiness, boys and unicorns. So why did I start feeling pleasure from it. Why did it start making me feel like it was real? Because it was not, and I knew it too well. 

The lunch went by. First a little awkward, but then the flow started, and did not stop. We were not the only guests, just the first ones. So when the house was full of people, I felt a little more comfortable of being here. I ended up in the sofa by my self. This was not a lunch anymore, it was good damn 6 pm, and dinner was served. Yes I ate, the food was really good, and there were thousand different cakes in all different colors, shapes and tastes. Wonderful. But when I was finished eating and just wandering around, alone. I found myself at the couch again, alone. 

Then, out of nowhere, Dylan showed up. He jumped right in to the big, red couch,  which matched everything around here. He sat two spots away from me, that was kind of like rejecting me, even though I had not hit on him, like ever. But surprisingly we started talking, and we talked for a while. I knew I needed a distraction in my life, maybe he was the one I was looking for? No I did not like him - like him, but if I died it out and got to know him better, maybe I would…

A shock hit me. I was crazy to believe something would happen. He was kind of hot, he was older. I was young inexperienced, not hot, at all… Chubby, troubled, wired. Plus, I had a better half, that was like me, just better in any way possible. 

«So, did Starbucks contact you?» He was chewing nervously on his bottom lip. He´s eyes were like glued at mine. and I realized that we were sitting a lot closer now then when we started this conversation. 

«Eh.. yeah.. They did, I eh, I got offered a position, staring up already at monday» I tried to avoid he´s eyes, but it was almost impossible. 

«Cool, me too!» He had this wide face´n body smile again. I freaked me out in a good way. Is that even possible, being freaked out in a good way? If it was, then that was totally what was happening. 

Wait, were there two positions? How could I not know about that? Never mind, please do not answer that. 

«There were four. Apparently we got the ones for the troubled kids. I heard that the bond girl got a nervous break down in the middle of the interview. So what did you do to get a spot in this program?» Program for troubled kids? That was how mom got me that interview, well it makes sense. I did not know about the program, but he did not have to know I did not knew either. 

«I skipped school for three straight weeks without telling anyone, how about you?» I sounded like a psycho, a total psycho. But than again, maybe I was…

"I got kicked out of school vandalism, several times. But do not get me wrong, really. I am a nice guy, I promice" He giggled. I sunds wrong that a guy giggled, but he did. It was 100% giggeling. 

"Oh I believe you" I just kind of looked at him in a wierd, creepy way of trying to be cute. 

"You know, it might be a lot to do at work and stuff, so maybe it would be nice getting your mind set at something else in the afternoon?" Dylen asked.

"What do you keep in mind?" I smiled my best flirty smile. And hoped for the best.

"Well there is this little nice restaurante right around the corner for Starbucks, and I would like to take you on a date" He looked be in the eyes hopefully. The first thing that came me to mind was that he was meaning as friends. To get to know eachother better, since we were ganna work together and stuff. 

"Yeah? A date? You mean as friends or?" I was really, truly confused. 

"No silly. I mean like a romantic date. between to people that are attracted to the on and other. And I am most certainly attracted to you." It was the cutest thing anybody had ever said to me. 

"I like you too. I´d liked to go on a date with yu to Dylan, when do I meet you?" I smiled bothe silly and foolish. 

"I pick you up at seven moday night. Just text me your adress" Dylan glanced at me, with a flirty look in his eye.

"That´s a date"