Arranged Marriage - Shawn Mendes

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It was time for Shawn to leave for tour. We were standing in Gatwick airport in customs waiting for our hand-luggage to be checked so we could finally board the flight to Portland- after many hours of stress and arguments (mostly between many people in Shawn's team and Andrew). I had never been outside of Europe before; finally I could say I've been to America! I thought to myself gleefully, a smile becoming plastered over my lips. Once I realised I looked like a bit of a weirdo, creepily smiling to myself, I changed my attention over to Shawn who had been next to me for the whole time, he was snapping his fingers in front of my face trying to get my attention. "wh- what?" I quickly jumped back into reality as Shawn chuckles, shaking his head, "were you even listening? you looked so lost I was about to slap you or something- well I wasn't going to slap you, but I was close to it!" he exclaims as I look up to him, rolling my eyes, "maybe if you had something interesting to say, I would listen" I raise my eyebrows at him, as smirk slowly creeping onto my face, Shawn's face immediately drops- his mouth hangs low and his eyebrows scrunch up. "Excuse me! E-X-C-U-S-E you!" he spells out as he crosses his arms "I'll have you know missy, I am exactly one month and thirteen days older than you; I'll be having none of that attitude" his hurt expression had disappeared at this point and a triumphant look had waltzed onto his smug but highly good looking face. "Age is just a number sweetie, you really do manipulate my decisions" I say as Shawn turned his full attention towards me "Baby there's nothing holding me back" his face relaxed into his normal happy state, as he walked over to me just as I turned to head over to Hannah, he grabbed my black vans backpack and pulled me back towards him, spinning me around "are you sure there's nothing holding you back" he snaked his arms around my neck pulling me in for a bear hug- his built figure crushed me backwards making my back curve in a way that it had never been before- a massive crack escaped from my spine. Shawn jumped back whisper-yelling with a high pitched tone "EW! You're SO gross!" he covered his ears making me burst into fits of laughter, "That's not funny! That's DISGUSTING!" he complained like a mum at a supermarket. I grabbed onto his shoulder as I was about to topple over in giggles. "You really do have a way with words; sassy Mendes is really jumping out today" I continued to laugh as he tilted my chin up towards his face "shut up" he pecked me lightly as I pushed him away,

"dork".

On the plane, Shawn continued to annoy me- more than usual; he was like a child that follows you around everywhere, the difference between Shawn and a child, however, is that the child is much smaller and less annoying and you can give the child to the other parent, unfortunately, Aaliyah, Karen and Manny had all disappeared back to Canada a few days ago; so just my luck being: I was completely stuck with the wining baby-man, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes. Five hours into the twelve hour flight, Shawn had decided it was nap time, so he had been sleeping on the for the past four hours, which meant I have been very bored for the past four hours; I just wanted him to annoy me again. I decided to take a nap with him, resting my head on his shoulder (which is very comfortable) and heading off to sleep.

For the majority of the next two hours, I had drifted in and out of consciousness until I felt Shawn's shoulder move from under my head making my head move towards the arm rest as the connection to the right side of my cheek was made. To say the least, I was in pain. Shawn decided that it would be a fabulous idea to wake up just at that instance; my hand over my cheek; on the verge of tears. He looked at me for a few seconds, pondering what had happened. It was then evident that he had connected the dots as he quickly moved my hand kissing my cheek multiple times whispering "sorry" with light laughs in-between. "You're so nasty, I was enjoying my nap and your big ass arm had to move" I laughed slightly, wincing as the pain in my cheek worsened as I moved my mouth. "I'm sorry, oh my god, do you need some ice or something?" he asked as I shook my head "no, its fine, I'm just in a bit of pain" I smiled at him a little bit as he shook his head, "ill get you some ice". He called over one of the cabin crew, she was very pretty- blonde hair in a perfect bun, and a perfect smile. "I made her hit her head, can she have something cold to put on her cheek please" he smiled as I slapped his arm softly "don't expose me like that!" I gasped as the woman giggled slightly, "sure let me go get you some, don't want any more accidents like that again" she smiled walking back to the trolly and getting some ice and putting it into a sealed bag.

"This is all Shawn's fault guys" I say into my instagram camera that I had opened, I pointed my phone over to Shawn, "what do you have to say for yourself?" I questioned "It wasn't my fault you have a big potato head" I rolled my eyes turning off the video and putting my phone down, "remember when you told me I had a potato head when we were going to Oberhausen and we barely knew each other, mad times, innit" Shawn snickered "innit" he imitated me "yeah, I remember-" he was cut off by the pilot "we will be landing in three minutes, be prepared".

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