He's Like Him [Part 2]

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POV Shawn

"If this is how we react to Shawn Mendes, we can do that, especially when it's Harry." I give the man nodding the paper, because the girl named Anna is more than right with her tweet. "Oh if Harry did it the world would be over." I tell the men without even thinking about my choice of words.

"I had pictures of Shawn Mendes in his underwear in my gallery and my boyfriend deleted them." Immediately I think of Indy. "Oh Indy would've deleted them from your gallery too." I say while laughing and thinking about her. "She hates the fact that everybody can watch me while just wearing underwear." I tell the man. "I totally understand." The man laughs back. "But yea," I quickly change the subject because the man has moved a step closer, "you should tell your boyfriend to smarten up." I say in the camera, it's meant for the girl who has tweeted it.

The man finishes the conversation by wishing me a lot of success and asks me if I want to say something. I say something about new music by accident and the man goes straight into it. "Well I can't tell you when you're gonna hear it, but I've got a lot of new music coming soon," I say nervously and scared to say something wrong, "but I go on tour in a few weeks, so I see you guys in a few weeks. "

"He's just a dream boy, isn't he?" Says the man and then we really stop the interview. I say goodbye to the man as soon as possible and then rush to the room where Indy's suppose to be. I really need attention from my wife right now.

I can't go straight to her, but I see her. She looks at me and I lift up my eyebrows. She's fucking sexy in that dress, fuck. She smiles at me and turns back to Andrew. I give a short interview and can finally go to Indy.

In the hall I see my friends and wife sitting on a table. I sneak up to them and scare Indy. "Hey beautiful." I whisper in her ear when I hug her from behind. She lets out a small scream and looks around quickly, and ashamed, to see if anyone has heard it. "Idiot." She snarls.

"Are you on your period or something?" I ask her teasingly. She looks at me very angry and I immediately know that my comment wasn't dunny. Fucking Shawn, she's almost seven months pregnant, of course she doesn't think it's funny. "Sorry, I was only joking." She rolls her eyes and sits down on the chair again. "Can I get you anything? Something to drink?" She nods, so I quickly walk to the table with drinks at the very back of the hall.

Indy hasn't been so grumpy for a while now. It certainly comes from the hormones, just another two months and then this hell is over.

"Shawn Mendes, long time no see." Sounds a familiar voice behind me. He immediately gets me out of my thoughts. I turn around and stand face to face with Sam Smith. Why do I only find male attention when I want my wife's attention so badly? "Hey Sam, how are you?"

"Great, thank you." He bends over the table in front of me and pours two glasses of wine. "For you, you're allowed to drink here." He says laughing. We toast and take a sip from our glasses. "My wife's waiting for her drink."

"Go, you can't let a pregnant woman wait." I give Sam a, so called, bro hug and walk back into Indy's direction.

Not much later I return with a glass of water and a glass of wine. "I'm allowed to drink here." I say amazed to Indy. "Yea, the age here is eighteen," she says laughing, "just like in the Netherlands." She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her lips on mine. "You're a grown up here, Mendes."

"Strange." I now also say laughing.