never ever had I thought

Chapter 19

My dad goes with me, not liking that I'm out in Toronto by night alone. Blake is here too. They're gonna go watch a movie. Maybe I'll be back in time to watch it with them. I have a feeling this wont take long.

I see him straight away, it's like he lights up every room he enters. When I see him standing alone with his hands in his pocket I realize I'd expected him to bring someone. Maybe the acting girl. I'm glad he didn't. He smiles and look happy to see me. 

''Hi'' he says again, this time I answer him. We stand still, none of us wanting to start the conversation. 

''Ice cream?'' Shawn says. I nod. He does the ordering, he knows my favorite ice cream is Caramel Vanilla. 

''Thanks'' I say but can't help to continue ''Next time, let me pay okay?''. He quickly turns his head to me. 

''You're talking in sentences now! I thought you lost your speaking skill overnight or something'' He thinks for a second ''Next time? Does that mean you're not mad at me?'' he looks at me from the corner of his eye. 

 I sigh. ''I think you're the one who lost the ability to speak. You've been ignoring me since the day on the bus'' 

I'd rather not talk about what nearly happened on the bus, but I'm feeling it's a part of whatever is causing this problem. 

''Me ignoring you? I gave you space just like I thought you wanted. But you're the one who's been pulling away'' I don't get what he's saying. I asked him to? 

''Jess, you lied to me. I think it's only fair of me to confront you with that'' he says. Not mad, just hurt. The ice cream is now dripping, but I don't care. 

''I've never lied to you. That much I know. So if you'd excuse me I'll go back to my hotel''. I throw my ice cream in the nearest trash can and hear him doing the same. Does he really think that little of me? He's quickly next to me again. He has very long legs. 

''So you didn't write that note?'' I look at him confused so he goes on. ''I'm assuming you didn't write a note saying that I shouldn't contact you and that...'' He pauses. ''...that you don't want anything to do with me''. 

We stoped moving. 

''Do you honestly think I would write that?'' I ask. 

''No I didn't, but then I didn't know what to believe. I'm really happy it wasn't you tho''. He lowers his hand from my wrist to my hand, so we're holding hands. 

''Then who wrote it?'' I think out loud, but I'm pretty sure we both know the answer already. That bi***. She even looks like one. 

''I'll take care of it tomorrow. Wanna get another ice cream?'' Shawn says. I think about it. ''I'll let you pay'' he laughs and I accept gladly.

I order his favorite. Mint choclate chip and mine Caramel vanilla. 

''I don't get how you can eat that'' I say. 

''It's mint and choclate mixed. How can you not adore it?'' he argues. 

''Yeah gross right'' I say kidding. 

''I don't get how people get so hyped with caramel'' Shawn says. I hand him my ice cream. ''Taste it and tell me you don't love it''. 

He takes a bite and even though I see him trying to make a disgusted face I know he enjoyed that bite.

We go for a walk, and I'm glad everything seems to be back to 'normal' if you could call it that. 

Walking around the streets of Toronto with one of the most popular (and handsome) celebrities in the world. 

Shawn offers to follow me to the hotel and I accept. I know my dad wouldn't like me to go around alone. My family isn't gonna be back for another hour. We're standing outside the lobby in darkness.

''Do you wanna go inside? We can make hot chocolate''.

We go to Blake and my room and I put the water on. Shawn sits on the armchair and I stand next to the desk.