One Night || Shawn Mendes ||

7

Three weeks later.

"I missed you so much Kitty Kat!" My mom bear hugged me with a million smooches, making me wince at the pet name she gave me as a kid.

"Ahh, mom I missed you too!" I laughed trying it dodge her kisses.

"Enough Kelly don't smoother the girl." My dad said detaching my mom from me and giving me his million dollar smile.

"Hi daddy." His arms extending big for me to crash into.

"Hey kiddo, glad you came home." He kissed my forehead and gave me a tight squeeze.

Once we broke from the huge love fest we walked into our family home.

I always loved this place it just felt like whenever I was here I was in another world.

The peace and ease it brought me was always like being a kid again and first moving here. At first I hated it, but when I stepped out into the patio and saw the beautiful view of the lake and the calming effect it had on me, I never spoke ill will of moving here again.

"Lex should be home soon, she's at band practice right now. She's going to be over the moon to see you." My mom spoke giddily as she clapped her hands together and went into the kitchen. "The roast is in the oven, the stuffing is just about done and the cranberries sauce is made, now I just want to bake a cake — my dad and I started laughing together.
"Mom it's not thanksgiving. I'm only here for a few days." I laughed. My mom pouted and she shh my dad waving her apron at him. "Jesus Kells, don't you think you over did it a bit hun?" He held his chest as he chuckled a little more walking towards my mom who made a face but caved when he pecked her with kisses on her cheek and hugging her.

I admired my parents marriage tremendously, it was something out of a fairytale honestly. My mom and dad met in high school, dated broke up senior year because of college. My mom came home over some break ran into my dad again and the sparks where still there but my mom was dating someone else Robert. So for two years my dad and mom maintained a friendship until one day Robert broke my moms heart and my dad was the one who pieced it all together again as my mother would always say. My mother always said, my father was her saving grace and my dad always says he loved her before he knew what love was. She was his definition of love, of course till me and Lexi came
Into the picture.

My phone instantly began to vibrate breaking me out of my train of thought. I answered it before looking at the name.

"Hello."

"Hi babes, I know your with the parents I'm sorry to bother you but like I miss you and I just want to make sure your not leaving me in LA forever. Right?"

It was Vanessa, she was on a war rampage since I booked my flights back home. She thinks I'm never coming back.

"I'm coming back, I can't leave you to fend for yourself in the LA streets." I laughed into the phone.

"Ugh, thank god! I would have to follow you."

"Thankfully my parents love you." I laughed.

"Speaking of following, your boo dm me the other day asking how you where? I guess you never texted him, huh."

Shawn.

After my apartment that day I debated countless times on contacting him, but I must admit my pride really pushed me to not do it. I couldn't, I shouldn't . It was never going to work out, there was nothing to work it. It was what it was and that's it. No sense in making it complicated.

I couldn't deny countless nights, I tossed in bed wondering about him, what he was doing this very moment as me, was he thinking of me? Nah he probably long forgotten me, which I couldn't blame him. Though the thought did hurt honestly, but I got over it. But the breaking point for me was I guess when I saw on my finsta as Vanessa called it, because it wasn't any photos of me just a photo of some carton girl I used it to follow Shawn and a few update accounts. But one of the update accounts had a video of Shawn and very similar looking blonde haired girl with a tight pony tail at a night club in LA holding hands leading the way to the exit. Rumors swirled that they were hooking up and his fans found her Instagram and apparently a day later she posted a bouquet of flowers he sent to her. So with that I chose not to contact him. I couldn't lie and say at that moment I was jealous and slightly hurt but after a good boxing session I was okay, or so I keep telling myself?