Bad Reputation. ||Shawn Mendes ||

Tim's

*Alex's Pov*

After everything that happened on Christmas I need a change. I dye my hair back to black and I feel like me again. I also decide to not dress like a slut anymore but not like a dork like I did before now I'm dressing with a happy medium.

"What did you do to your hair?" my mom asks when I walk in.

"What I just put it back to my actual hair colour," I say.

"Honey you are going backwards," my mom says.

"I'm not, I'm not going backwards, I am going back to being me. I'm tired of having barriers and shields up all the time, I'm tired. I just want to be me, I want to be able to breathe, for once in my life I want to know who I am and if you don't like that I will just go and live with dad," I say.

"Alex," my mom yells.

"Mom, just don't," I say walking out of the house to my car.

I text Shawn to ask if he wants to meet at Tim's and he says yes. I jump in my Jeep and head to Tim's. When I get there I order coffee then I sit down and I wait for Shawn. A few minuets later Shawn walks in and when he spots me he comes over.

"I almost didn't recognise you," Shawn says when he sits down.

"Oh right, I forgot about my hair," I smile handing him his coffee.

We talk for hours about random things but there isn't ever a pause. We end up ordering 4 more coffee's and 3 doughnuts.

"Oh I completely forgot to ask you if you wanted to come to a New years party with me tomorrow," Shawn says taking a bite of his doughnut making jam shoot out the other side onto the table which makes me laugh uncontrollably.

"Sure, who's is it?" I ask between laughs.

"Taylor's," Shawn says moping the jam up with a tissue.

"Taylor T or Taylor B?" I ask.

"Taylor Swift," Shawn says which makes me choke on my coffee, "It's in New York by the way so we need to leave at like noon tomorrow for the airport."

"K," is all I manage to say.

"A little star struck Eh?" Shawn laughs and I just nod my head.

Before I know it we are on a plane to NYC for the next two and a half days. We land and we go get our bags. After I grab mine I see a huge crowd of people heading our way well Shawn's way. I start to get nervous and Shawn gives me the signal to put my hood up. He grabs my hand and we start to run. Shawn knows I don't like big crowds so he tries to get through the crowd as fast as possible. He takes a few photos but doesn't let go of my hand. he tells them we are late and then we head outside to where the car is collecting us is waiting. We get in and he gives my hand a squeeze.

"You okay?" Shawn asks.

"Yep," I say taking off my hood.

We keep our hands intertwined until we get to the hotel. We grab our bags and then we head up to our suite which is probably more expensive then my car. When we walk in we leave our bags by the closet and then I head into the bathroom. I walk out to see Shawn face planted on the bed.

"Shawn we need to start getting ready," I say nudging him then laying down beside him.

"It's only 3 and we don't have to be there until 9.30 we don't need 6 hours to get ready," Shawn says rolling over onto his back.

"Which means I need to start getting ready in at least  an hour at the latest," I say looking through Instagram.

"You need 5 hours to get ready?" Shawn says.

"No but it's New York on New Years eve it's going to take like two hours to get there," I say not looking up from my phone.

"Fine we will get ready in and hour," Shawn says picking up his phone.

"55 minuets," I smirk.

"Alex," Shawn says rolling his eyes.

We end up doing a fun fact off. I know it sounds weird but it was actually fun. When Shawn tells me I won I get in the shower. I then dry my hair and start on my makeup while Shawn has a shower. Shawn walks out of the bathroom in just a towel revelling all his abs. He walks over to his bags and starts looking through them viciously.

"Shit," Shawn says sitting down on the bed.

"What?" I ask turning around and seeing more than I should so I look up at the roof and Shawn closes his legs.

"I forgot underwear," Shawn says.

"Yeah I can tell," I giggle, "Why don't you just wear the ones you where wearing?"

"I dropped them in the toilet," Shawn says.

"I'm not going to even ask how you did that," I say applying highlighter.

"I'll just post mate a pair," Shawn says.

"The life of an Canadian teenage popstar," I smile curling my hair.

Half an hour later Shawn's underwear arrives and he runs into the bathroom to get dressed. He walks out in black jeans and a navy button up shirt with the top buttons left undone.

"Well you look very dapper Mendes," I smile.

"Thanks," Shawn smiles putting on his watch.

I walk into the bathroom to get dressed. I put on a silver sequin short dress and some black heels. I walk out of the bathroom and Shawn's jaw drops.

"You okay there Shawn?" I ask giggling.

"You clean up nice, Jones," Shawn grins.

"You too Mendes," I smile.

I grab my bag and phone then we head down to the car. I put on my sunglasses just before we leave the hotel to try hide from the paparazzi. Shawn lets them take a few photos of him but I head straight to the car. He joins me after a minuet or two. It's a good thing I got us to leave early because we get stuck in traffic. We also take a little detour to Mc Donald's because Shawn and I get peckish. We pull up and lodes of people are getting out of cars.