Tour bus [Shawn Mendes]

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I sat on the plane awkwardly. It was a privat jet with just us and a flight attendant.

"How about we get to know each other?"

I rolled my eyes. "How about we don't."

"Look, I don't know what crawled up your ass, but its not going to put me in a bad mood.'  He adjusted himself in his seat and smile to himself. "Not for my fans." I rolled my eyes. "oh the Canadian has an attitude." He chuckled. "Don't get on my bad side and we wont have a problem."

"I don't want to be on any side. I don't want to be here period."

He put his hand over his heart dramatically. "Ouch."

"Screw you." 

"When?"

"You know Your looks make out as innocent, not a cocky bookend."

"Never judge a book by its cover."

"I just wish this 8 months was over already."

"Not as much as me!" he yelled walking g to the back of the plane. I walked over to the little couch and curled up into a blanket falling asleep.