Love of my life

Chapter 3

on my way back to the hotel i feel the vibration from my phone again. i open my phone and smile like crazy. its a text from shawn. "this first chapter is insane. loving it so far." said the text. "it only gets better" i text back. i look up from my phone and see that in outside the hotel. i walk in, greet the man at the front desk and make my way upstairs. i throw my backpack on a chair in my hotel room. another text message appear on my phone. "i have some time off later tonight. wanna get some ice cream?" shawn texted. i got a warm feeling. this amazing boy wants to go out with me. "i'd love to. when?" i reply. "how about 8?" "sounds perfect. lets meet at *address?*" i replied. "i'll be there"

i decided to take a nap because i've been traveling and exploring the entire day. i slept for like an hour or two when i suddenly woke up. i check the time and i still got 2 hours till i have to meet shawn. before i jumped in the shower i stepped out on the balcony so watch the beautiful country i'm currently in. i stand outside, resting my hands on the fence. the sun is still out. from my hotel room i could see so much. houses, parks, shops, trees, mountains and a little river. i hear people chatting and laughing. i see so much love. so many couples kissing and holding hands. love is beautiful.

after just observing and taking everything in, i hop in the shower. i only take cold showers though, they are the best. you're left with so much energy afterwards. i dried my hair, brushed my teeth and cleaned my face. i decided not to wear makeup, you know. i'm beautiful without or you with. i sprayed on some perfume, and walked over to my suitcase. what do people usually wear on a ice cream date? dress? jumpsuit? just causal jeans and a top? i decide on a flowery dress. its deep down my chest but i like it. i got back into the bathroom and curled my natural blonde hair. i put on some white flats. i grabbed my phone to see what time it was and gosh it's 7:45, it's time to go.

i arrived at the location and i saw shawn standing there. i walked towards him super nervous. "hey" i say to him. he gives me a hug and greets me as well. "you look amazing y/n" i blush. "thank you, you look pretty great yourself." i told him, definitely not lying. he looked amazing. he was wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt and a mustard denim jacket. he always had a smile on his face. he looks so gorgeous. "ready for some ice cream?" shawn asked me. "i'm always ready." i said jokingly and smiling. shawn giggles.

we walked down a beautiful little street and on our right was the ocean. "do you know what my favorite thing in the world is?" shawn suddenly said. "no i don't, but i would love to hear it" i reply. "i love stars, and oceans." he says. "you know the ocean is so mysterious, so full of life, excitement and history." shawn continued. "thats true, its so relaxing to just listen to the sound of the waves after an exhausting day." "yea, its really relaxing. it helps my anxiety and stuff" shawn admitted to me. "yeah, anxiety sucks." i continue the conversation as we sit down on a bench near the fence that leads to the oceans. "panic attacks, and anxiety attacks is so emotionally draining. i hate it." i admitted.

"you deal with anxiety too?" shawn asked me. "yea i do, it sucks. it's really hard to deal with. but it must be hard for you having to deal with anxiety while trying to please your fans?" i ask him, kinda knowing the answer. "yes, it's very hard. but you know i'm dealing with it. i have the most amazing family and friends to help me" shawn said looking at me, and then staring out at the ocean. "i wish i was close to my family.." i said kinda sad, looking down at my hands. "you're not?" "no i'm not, it's kinda always been like that. i've always kept things to myself, so they don't know much that's happening in my life. and they never have. my parents were arguing a lot too, and when they split up they blamed it on me." i told him. "that's so messed up. i understand that it may be difficult to open up after something like that." "yea, it's not easy." i moved out when i was 16, and got an apartment." i told shawn. "and how old are you now?" "i'm 20" i tell him. "you're born in 1998 too?" shawn said smiling. "yes indeed sir." i said in a british accent. "when's your birthday?" "august 8th 1998" i tell shawn. his eyes widened and he smiled. he looked kinda happy. "that's so crazy. that's literally my birthday too" "really?" i said. "yea" wow. that's cool.