Wallflower // s.m

six.

ADELAIDE'S POV

. . . 1 Year Later  . . .

It's been a year since that day I danced with Shawn at his party, and a lot of things have changed.

Shawn's party...wasn't exactly a celebration for just an award. He was also celebrating the fact that he was picked up by someone and was leaving soon.

Yes, Shawn was going to be famous. He was asked to go to a touring performance called MAGCON, which apparently stood for "meet and greet convention", to sing and perform at shows, then meet the fans as well.

I was happy for him, I guess, but I made him promise me-I know it's cheesy-but I made him promise me that when he comes back, he comes back as the same person; not some boy who let the fame get to his head.

I didn't know if he kept it this past year; on all social medias and crap, I've seen so much about MAGCON and how much people and fans are loving it. The fans are skyrocketing daily, and more and more people are knowing about them everyday.

Oh, and then there's me.

Still the same old wallflower Adelaide Jordan, just working at Nat's Coffee Shop daily for money, and then sulking on my own at home. It was a good life, I guess, my grades have been spectacular and I still manage to stay in the shadows despite that.

I wiped down the tables after a messy child and his parents, apron strewn across my body and hair up in a messy bun. The TV was on in the top corner of the far wall, blasting some news report. A flash of a cheery face and brown hair caught my eye.

"Nat!" I called to the girl who owned the coffee shop-who was currently baking muffins. "Can you turn the TV volume up?"

Nat's dark brown haired head nodded, leaning across the counter and grabbing the remote control, pressing the volume buttons three times.

"...'Vine' star Shawn Mendes has currently announced he's releasing his first ever single soon, dates and times currently unknown." The News lady explained on TV. "Fans from around the country, maybe even the world, are excited for this

upcoming single, his amount of followers and fans skyrocketing daily."

"You can say that again." I grumbled under my breath, not loud enough for Nat to hear.

"You can watch an exclusive interview with Shawn Mendes at the website written in text down below, including details about his new single and how his Meet and Greet tour, known as 'MAGCON' is going, with other vine stars including Matthew Espinosa and Cameron Dallas."

The Newswoman rambled on as I walked over and got a clean cloth to wipe the rest of the tables, not caring anymore. Shawn was getting bigger each day, or as the two of us said; fame skyrocketing constantly, but that doesn't mean he's not gonna be the same anymore, right?

The Shawn I want is the Shawn who invited me to his party, the one who took my hand so we slow danced as a club track played, the one who held the longest conversation in my mouth's history, the Shawn who always cared.

It's not like I thought he would most definitely change. Maybe I did. Its just him being famous would make it even harder for me to still be at least acquaintances with him when he comes back.

I often think I worry too much.

. . .

The next morning I woke abruptly to my phone ringing it's cellular ass off at the top of it's lungs. I groaned and rolled over, unlocking my phone and answering the call with a quick swipe. The caller was a surprise.

It was Shawn.

"Adelaide?" His voice breathed into the phone, calming me down and causing a smile to spread across my face.

"Do you realize you woke me up, Mendes?" I question teasingly, as if attempting to infer fury.

"Well I'm sorry, Jordan, but guess what."

"What." I groaned.

You have an upcoming single? Knew that. My mind shot at him.

"MAGCON, it's coming to our hometown. Jordan, I'll get to see you again."

. . .

IM SORRY IF THAT CONFUSED U ITS 1 YEAR LATER OK

fun fact i wrote this on the way home from a katy perry concert ((blasts 5sos's greenlight uR LIKE THE PERFECT MIXTURE OF MEGAN FOX AND KATY P)) and ashhdjkfkdkdjdkfkfkdosl

ANYWAYS

THANKS SO MUCH FOR 1 K YA LOVELIES !! M-S-L AND I APPRECIATE IT TONS. <333

- redflannels