We Met On The Road To Recovery

37.

Faith Elizabeth
I got ready for Camila's concert in record time. I shoved on some makeup, a black mesh crop top with roses patterned on it and some red flared trousers.
I shoved on some vans, grabbed my phone and some money and ran out of my apartment.
I jumped in a taxi and he drove me to the arena in record time.

"Hello?"
"It's Faith. I'm at the arena where do you want me to go?" I asked.
"Ooh ok. There should be a VIP lounge to your right do you see it?" She asked and I nodded.
"Yeah I see it"
"Go there and go up the stairs I'll come and get you" she said.
"Cool. See you in a second" I said before she hung up.
I walked over to the lounge and at the top of the stairs there she was.
A pang of jealousy hit me as I saw her. She was stunning. No wonder Shawn hadn't asked me to be his girlfriend, he was most likely waiting to get her back.
I swallowed down the thought and gave her a hug.

"Thank you for this" I said as she gave me a pass and led me down some stairs.
"No problem! Although I should tell you something" she said and my heart started beating faster.
"What?"
"I have a little surprise for you" she giggled and I immediately thought I was going to have a panic attack.
I hated surprises.
"No no what is it?" I asked following quickly behind her.
"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it" she grinned.
"I'm really not keen on surprises" I whined.
"Oh you'll like this one" she sung.

We walked a bit further until she led me into a large dressing room.
My eyes landed on her outfits as she went to sit down on the sofa.
I softly ran my hand over the colourful clothes and admired their sparkle.
"These are gorgeous" I smiled and she nodded.
"I love getting all dressed up it's the best feeling" she smiled.
"I'd love to be able to do what you do" I sighed and sat down next to her.
"What do you mean?"
"I'd love to have your bravery. I mean you must be seriously brave to stand and sing infront of all those people every day" I explained and she nodded.
"You're brave. You're very brave. Just in a different way" she smiled and held one of my hands.
"Can I be honest with you?"
"Of course"
"I've never really had friends. Apart from two. But even they've left me now. So I just wanted to say thank you for being there, or I would be lonely tonight. And I'm sorry about how I've previously acted towards you. I know it was wrong." I sighed.
"Well I'm your friend. And if ever you need me just call me. And I understand about what's happened in the past. I wouldn't hold it against you" she smiled as a lady walked in.
"Time to get ready. You go on in an half an hour" she said.
"You can stay in here I don't mind" she said to me as she walked over to the clothes.
"Yeah because I don't actually have a seat" I giggled and she sniggered.
"Oh shit yeah" she smiled and I just shook my head.

Her show was amazing.
We were getting into the second half and I was stood backstage watching.
I could never sing infront of that many people. Never ever.
"Now this is a surprise for all of you, well, one person in particular" she said and I frowned as she winked over at me.
What had she done?
I looked around me and froze as I saw the tall familiar frame running towards where I was stood.
I felt my eyes widen as we stood about  a foot apart.
I admired the way he looked in the T-shirt and jeans he wore. He looked more handsome than ever. I rung my hands together and finally met his eye as one of his hands grasped my T-shirt and pulled me to him.
"Hello" I squeaked out and he just smiled, cupped my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine.
I gasped as he kissed me but kissed him back without a doubt in my mind. I melted into him, never wanting that feeling to end. I placed my hands on his waist as we kissed. I felt like I was floating. It was just him and I.
"I would like to bring out a very special guest, Shawn Mendes!" I heard Camila yell and I let out a small whine as his lips left mine. Shawn nudged my nose with his before grinning and running out onto the stage.
I placed my fingertips to my lips and sunk to the floor as my knees went weak.
We didn't say a word, and yet the kiss said a thousand.