One of those nights (Shawn mendes)

Nineteen

okay i'm finishing this story up by chapter 20 but i really don't know how i'm gonna be able to stretch the story to that. this chapter may take a crazy turn and i'm very excited for it.
i make sure to leave early in the morning before shawn gets up. i mean i obviously enjoyed my time with him but i don think that i'm prepared to deal with a real conversation involving our relationship status with the hangover that i'm currently experiencing. i head to the closest dinner to the apartment building, i go there for coffee almost everyday before work and they have the best cure for a hangover.
when i get there i sit down at the countertop and order my usual. about halfway through my meal my manager cane rushing into the restaurant. "y/n!!"
"Vanessa? what are you doing here? is everything okay?" i got up meeting her by the door,
"we got the call confirming two more shows in oregon!! the tour starts on Monday, not next month" she screams excitedly,
"you're kidding!! that's amazing!" i hug her "oh god i should probably start to pack Monday is less than a week away"
"that's why i came to get you, you need to approve a few more things and look over the tour bus, pack, as well as..." she trails off as we leave the diner.
i figured i would have had a month or so to work everything out with shawn but i guess touring is a better distraction. i really don't know what i'm going to do about my relationship with him. so a busy schedule and being a world away from him will be a perfect way to get away.
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my first show is in LA during the following week and oh boy i was nervous leading up to it. shawn texted me a couple of times asking to talk and i texted him vaguely what was going on with my tour, but i didn't want to get into anything with him. three hours before the concert i was posting videos of my first concert preparation having mild panic attacks every 10 minutes.
shawnmendes: unbelievably proud of you, best of luck on your first concert.
shawnmendes: you also look flawless in the video on your instagram, i tried to slide up but it wasn't working.
god every time he texts me i want to smile widely and cry at the same time, i miss us being easy. i turn my phone off and get ready to go up on stage, already hearing the screaming coming from the stands.
that was probably the best experience of my entire life. that night i went out and partied with the members of my team, and i was right to say leaving my problems behind was important.
the next show was san francisco which was amazing then we got to my home town where i got to see my mom and friends for a day. my old high school asked me to come talk to people in my old humanities class. meeting kids who looked up to me will never not making me so happy.
"okay i probably should get going soon but i figured you guys should be able to ask me some questions while i'm here, so ask away" i say standing in front of a group of high schoolers smiling,
"do you know beyoncé'?" one kid asked
"oh god i wish, no i am no where near her level of popularity" i respond "okay how about you pink shirt"
"how's your relationship with shawn mendes since the break up?" it was a good question how was my relationship with him,
"it's not bad, we work together on the tv show we are still friends" i vaguely hear one ask about me not following him on social media, "woah you guys did your research, um i unfollowed him after everything and i was fine with him following me but it got to a point where he would send me memes and compliment me. i loved those things when we were dating but it made me sad after the breakup so i actually ended up blocking him.i just haven't gotten around to reversing that" i was able to take a few more questions before i had to drive up to Portland for tomorrow's show. it's weird that i ended up booking a gig at the place i first saw shawn preform and i'm staying in the exact hotel where we met.
it was a completely different perspective being on stage as opposed to being in the back row. "i remember seeing my first concert here 8 years ago which completely changed my life, i'm so grateful that i am able to bring similar experiences to you beautiful people."
at the end of the night i was both exhausted and not even remotely tired. going back to the hotel brought up a lot of old memories especially when Vanessa and the rest of my team headed towards the elevator. "do you know if this place fixed there elevator problem in the past couple of years?" i ask as we wait,
"what do you mean problem?" Brady my body guard turns around to look at me with wide eyes,
"they used to get stuck between floors a lot, this was the place i met shawn" i responded and the whole team started fan girling.
"oh my god you mean this is the iconic elevator from the stories, it's so cute!!" i roll my eyes and the elevator dings, as it opened i noticed a man standing there wearing a hoodie from my concert.
"did you just go to y/n concert?" i asked smiling, "are you a fan" the person didn't look up but mumbled a,
"i did, and i do she's extremely talented, and fairly attractive in my opinion." my eyes widened and i turned around to look at him.
"why thank you, i'm sure you know who i am" as i say this the elevator stops,
"well that answers your previous question, they did not fix the elevator situation." Brady whines. i'm busy focusing on the guy in the hoodie,
"and i'm sure you know who i am" he responds taking off his hood. "i'm actually shawn mendes"
"oh my god the shawn mendes? can i get your autograph!?" i scream sarcastically,
"oh shut up, i just came to visit you since this is the first place we met and you kind of left before we got to talk." he responds.
"and now we're stuck in an elevator together, again" i add "what do you wanna do play 20 questions?"
"i actually do. why did you leave before i woke up? or text me these past couple of weeks?"
"that was two questions"
"humor me" shawn says dryly,
"i don't know. i was drunk and said things i don't know if i meant and i knew you would read into them so i left. i didn't want to do this over the phone so i haven't wanted to talk to you recently." i look down at my shoes, "did you ever tell the record company this hotel has faulty elevators?"
"no i didn't. i kind of like them, i actually told them it was the best hotel i'd ever stayed at, i wanted to be able to come back here and reminisce when i was on tour." he smiles looking over to the corner we had first kissed in. "do you think you'll ever mean the things you said? you told me that week you didn't want me to get over you but if your just stringing me along i have to know"
"i" i sigh "i told you i was trying to get there, when i looked at you all i would see was the bad and the heartbreak i had from losing our baby, i wanted to be able to look at you and only see the good. when i was drunk i did i meant it in the moment, but when i woke up i had this awful feeling about everything."
"wait you said you WERE waiting to see the good, does that mean you're not waiting any more?" his eyes were wide looking at me,
"...it was my turn, but um. when you used to text me my heart would drop and when you sent me good luck texts these past few days it's just made me smile. walking into this elevator and seeing you didn't make me want to sob like it would have three months ago, i was happy to see you. like i said i just needed to take the time for me and sort things out" and i am so glad i did, i actually feel like i could be ready to be with him. "how do you feel about all of what i just said?"
shawn stood there for a second trying to process everything before he fumbles in his jacket pocket and pull out a small box almost throwing it in the process. he gets down on one knee and it clicks what is happening right now, "shawn wha—" he cuts me off.
"y/n! it's my turn to ask a question" he whines hand shaking a little, "i figured since we were in the moment it was worth the try" my eyes start to water and i laugh slightly. "y/n, you taught me how to love, this year without you has been the worst time of my entire life, i know that you can live without me, but life would be better if you didn't have to. so here goes the actual question, y/n y/l/n will you do me the honor of letting me make you a mendes?" my whole body is shaking as i slowly start to nod,
"yes. i would love nothing more than being a mendes! yes!" i shout slightly as he slides the ring on my finger and rises to kiss me. the rest of the elevator cheers and honestly i had forgotten there was an entire group of people in here.
we were stuck in the elevator for another 20 minutes but we spent the whole time celebrating and watching brady's video of the proposal. exciting the elevator on our floor suddenly i don't feel as tired as i did before,
"going back to bed right now does not sound appealing right now" i sigh remembering the night we met,
"we could go on an adventure, i know a pretty cool spot" he says catching on,
"remind me to wear waterproof makeup this time" i glare and smiles leaning down to kiss me,
"come on" he says dragging me down the stairs letting the rest of the team go to bed. probably best too i don't think they need to see everything that happens there. 🎼 "she was just a stranger with the ass of an angel, now she's agreed to be my wife for the rest of my life"🎼
"gotta say not your best work, wife and life is an easy rhyme, i thought you were the good song writer out of the two of us" i laugh even though i know the first lyric was from his awful drunken song he wrote for our six months after half a bottle of tequila.
"oh haha." he stops and looks into my eyes intensely "i love you."
"i love you too"
what? so many twists and turns in this chapter, bet you weren't expecting that. anyway i think the next chapter will be the last 🥺