We Met On The Train

16.

Faith Elizabeth
By the time that we got there it was close to sunset.
As we parked up neither me nor Shawn moved and I could feel a sense of sadness in the air.
"This is it" I breathed and my seatbelt clicked and snapped back to its resting place as I took it off.
"I don't want it to be it" he sighed and hearing him saddened made me want to cry.
"Don't" I smiled and covered my face, "legit just hearing you sound sad makes me want to cry" I said and ran my hands through my hair.
"Let's just go and have fun with it" he said and I fiddled with the locket around my neck.

We both got out of the car and as we got onto the sand I noticed my mistake of not bringing my coat. 
"Final filming scene!" Nameless director yelled receiving a few claps. "Have fun. Be free. Be cute. Be loving. Let's go because I want a drink before bed when I get home!" He yelled causing everyone to laugh.
Everyone dispersed and me and Shawn walked a bit down the sand as I rubbed my arms.
"Are you cold?" He asked.
"Yeah. I didn't expect it to be this cold so I left my coat in the car" I smiled and he shrugged his black hoodie off before wrapping it around my shoulders.
I stuck my arms through the sleeves and enjoyed the fact that it was warm and big and smelled like Shawn.
I felt our hands brush against one another and I slowly slid my hand in his and interlocked our fingers.

We walked down a bit across the beach and splashed each other with the sea water before sitting down on the sand.
Shawn sat behind me and I sat in between his legs, my back resting against his chest. He had his arms slung over my shoulders and I held his lower arms.
The cameras moved around us as we looked out into the setting sun. It was picturesque. Like something out of a dream or a fairytale movie.
"I'll miss this. And you" I sighed and fiddled with my locket. The cameras rolled on.
"I'll miss you too. But I'm seeing you in London remember?" He said and I nodded.

I wanted to tell him how I really felt. About him and about this process and about how I already couldn't wait to see him again in April. About how I wanted to stay with him, and how much it was hurting me every time I thought about having to leave in a few days. But I kept quiet.
I wanted to tell him that I was falling in love with him. Truly. And I adored him. I wanted to tell him that my heart raced every time he spoke to me, and touched me.
He stood up, walked round to the front of me and held his hands out. He pulled me up and hugged me straight away. I smiled against his chest before we both pulled away slightly just to come together again in a kiss.

"And cut. Well. That's a wrap" Nameless director yelled but I ignored the shouts, ignored the claps and focused on Shawn. I hugged him tight and didn't want to let go. But Andrews voice tore us apart.
"Well done guys. Time to get tour ready" he smiled and I nodded.
"Thank you for letting me be a part of this" I said and he nodded.
"Thank you for doing an amazing job. I'll leave you guys alone. See you at the airport Shawn" He smiled and clapped Shawn on the back.

"Do you want to stay here a while and then stay at mine tonight?"
"Like a sleepover" I giggled and he shrugged. "That would be nice. Thank you" I blushed.

We walked away from the chaos of people packing away cameras to a little clump of trees that hung over the sand.
We found a branch to sit on together and sat in silence looking out to where the sun had just set over the dark horizon.
"I can't really believe that that's it" I said, almost afraid to break the silence.
"It's gone so quickly" he sighed.
"So when are you releasing it?" I asked with a small smile.
"Well after the London shows I have a two month break, so probably then" he nodded and I nodded with him.
"It's beautiful here" I sighed.
"Can I ask you something important?" He asked and my heart started to race

Immediately I thought that my wish for so long was about to come true.
I started to picture how my life would change with this one question and answer.
I pictured travelling round with him, watching all his shows from backstage. I imagined having dinner with his family and him coming round. I pictured us staying up into the early hours of the morning just talking , or watching films in bed.

He took a deep breath in and my palms got sweaty. My heart raced and I had to bite my lip. I tried to keep my legs still, which was a hard task as my excitement was almost too much.

He looked into my eyes and I bit my lip even harder.
"Do you think my fans would be pleased with the video?" He asked and my heart dropped immediately.
"Oh!" I said enthusiastically trying to hide my great disappointment, " Yeah, yeah I think they'll like it" I said and tore my eyes away from him.
"Good. That's all I could want" he said. I didn't react.
We stayed in silence for a few minutes before I could take the self embarrassment no longer.
"Do you want to start heading back?" I asked, still not being able to look at him.
"If you'd like. I guess it is getting cold" he replied before standing up he held his hand out but I ignored it and slipped off the branch on my own.

We walked side by side and every now and then I would feel his hand brush mine. It took everything in me not to hold his hand in mine.  Even though it was a short distance multiple fans came up to Shawn and I and asked Shawn for photos, which I gladly took.
We started to speed up our pace to the car as we noticed the bigger cameras coming towards us.

"I don't know how you do it" I said as he started the engine.
"Do what?"
"The cameras and stories don't seem to bother you. I would have anxiety every time I saw one" I said.
"It doesn't bother me that much. It's just a part of being who I am really." He shrugged and drove away. "It's only if they get offensive towards me or who I'm with then it bothers me more"
"What about me? If they said something about me would it bother you?" I asked. "I'm not famous at all"
"Of course it would bother me. It would bother me to the point where I would say something back"
"Why?"
"Because there's something about you. I can't stop thinking about you"