Rose [S.M]

Big girl face

"How can you still be tired?." Shawn laughs as yet another yawn comes out of my mouth. We have landed 10 minutes ago at LAX airport. I literally slept for the whole 5 and a half hour flight.

"It's one of my many qualities." I can sleep anywhere. I doesn't matter what or how, I can sleep. So, in my opinion that is a quality. Especially if you are constantly on the road. You need all the sleep you can get.

I stand up and fold the blanket, when the plane stands completely still.
"What time do we have the meeting with Andrew and the creative producers?."

"At noon." I totally forgot that there was a time difference between Toronto and Los Angeles. I was already completely freaking out because I thought that we literally had half a hour to get to the building where the meeting is being held but thankfully, LA is 3 hours back on Toronto. So, its 8:30 AM in the morning here, instead of 11.30 AM. After all the traveling I did, I still haven't figured out the different time zones.

"At noon?."- Shawn repeats. I nod my head and grab my bag to leave the plane. "Great. So, we can go back to my condo first and freshen up."

"Yeah. I cannot go to a meeting, looking like this." Sweatpants isn't really appropriate for a meeting. Luckily, I was smart enough to put a crop top in my handbag. In comparison with Toronto, LA is so extremely hot but I am not even wearing a bra at the moment. If I would have wore the sweater, you wouldn't have seen that I am not wearing a bra but now with this crop top on, you can see the outlines of my breast. I can already picture Andrew's face if he saw me walking in like this. He would freak out.

"You look gorgeous." You know what they saying, right? Love makes you blind. Well, that is certainly happening to Shawn at the moment. I look like a junky and not a cute one.

"You need glasses, dude." I mumble as I walk down the stairs of the private plane. I will probably never get used to this whole money thing. I don't want to know what he had to pay for this flight today. You can probably pay for someone's school intuition with that kind of money.

At the bottom of the stairs are the two pilots standing. "Thank you so much for flying us safely today." I say politely.

"No problem miss. Have a good stay in Los Angeles." One of the two man say.

"Thank you Sir." I give them one last smile as I walk over to the waiting van. A familiar bald head gets out of the van. "Jake?." Grumpy papa bear!!

"There they are. The little love birds." Right... of course he knows. "You guys look good." I stand on my toes and wrap my arms around his neck.

"I missed you, papa bear." I really did. If you spend so much time with someone, you miss them when they are not around you.

"Surprisedly, I missed you too."

"Surprisedly." I say in a mocking tone.

"Don't push it." He jokes and wrap his arms around Shawn in a 'bro' hug. You know, one of those weird hugs man do.

"Let's go guys. There are already fans and paparazzi waiting at the gate." And there we go again.

"Watch your head babe." Shawn stresses as I almost hit my head at the roof of the van.

I smile at him as I take a seat. As Shawn is seated beside me, Jake close the door and jump in the passenger seat. He turns around in his seat as he eyes Shawn's hand that is laying on my knee. "When did this happen?."

I look at Shawn. Dude, he is working for you. You are the boss here. So, the floor is yours.
"Umm... yeah..." amazing Shawn... couldn't have said it better myself. <— note my sarcasm. Thanks.