never ever had I thought

Chapter 4

This was not one of those romantic falls you see in the movies, where the boy catches the girl. Or lands on top of her and romantic music is playing. Love at first fall or whatever.

This fall hurt. I fell right on my but and then smashes my foot into what appears to be Shawn Mendes's leg. He didn't fall tho or look like it hurt on him.

Maybe it was the growing pain in my butt, that didn't make me realize that the boy who secretly makes my heart beat fast, is right here in front of me. Or it could be the extremely awkward moment we were having right now making my expected fangirl emotions disappear.

He offers a hand and I take it. "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you like that. Are you okay?" he asks me truly concerned and at the same time trying not to laugh at my choice of music. I pick my iPod up, stopping it. I can't bring myself to say my butt is hurting so bad right now. So I just nod at his question. 

My shyness returns to me in no time and I'm 12 years old. I let go of his hand and the screaming girls are getting closer and closer. I can see him wanting to run away, yet he stands there attempting to put on a smile, making sure I'm doing fine.

I once read that he usually takes pictures with every fan, no matter how many that are standing there. Guess he's in a hurry this time. I can see in his eyes that he's starting to surrender, the girls are now less than 50 meters away. I've never been a fan of chasing celebs. I just don't get it. They are real people just like you. You want privacy right? So do they.

So, of course, I have to help him. And to my luck, Toronto airport has a lot of hallways. I drag him down the nearest one. His hand in mine again. Then I make sure the girls saw which way we are running. We turn right again hoping my plan will work and then another right turn till we are at the same spot as we were before. At the Tourist shop. The girls won't look at the same place twice.

"That's really clever. I haven't thought of that before" Shawn says smiling. As my pain in my butt is fading I realize that I literally just grabbed Shawn Mendes hand a few minutes ago, dragging him along with me. A stranger he knocked over. I would never do something like that normally. That was so rude of me. I'm starting to feel nervous. And when I'm nervous I get weird, awkward and not very good at talking.

"Read it in a book once. It's no biggy" I mumble. We're standing in front of each other, not knowing what to say next...