Exhale.

Shampoo

Wow. He's so much prettier in real life. I swear this man glows 24/7. "No way." Camila laughs. "You're Shawn Mendes" Shawn looks around the coffee shop. "Shh. Please I can give you tickets?? Money?? VIP??" Shawn rushes to speak. "I'm not a fan calm down princess" Camila giggles. "You're not?" Shawn asks. Shawn sits across from Camila and says "Are you sure you don't need anything? I need to get back soon for my concert tonight..." "I'm fine truly. I'll forget this ever happened if it interferes with your little 'Mr. Perfect' act" Camila teases. "Okay you know what just forget about it, I'm not pulling an act okay. I'm not even supposed to be out right now. Just don't tell anyone you saw me here. I don't have my security around" Camila stays quiet. He takes one last look at Camila and storms out of the store. Camila zips up her jacket and packs up her stuff.
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"I have no idea where I'm at" Shawn whispers to himself. He paces down the block only to see a group of fangirls run towards him. "Hey Shawn! Can we take photos with you?" Shawn agrees with the girls. "Yes of course! How did you all find out where I was?" He makes the girls line up as he takes photos with each of them. "Shawn Mendes Updates posted paparazzi photos of you in that coffee shop with that girl" The girls point to the girl walking the opposite direction of where they are at. Shawn's eyes widen, he admires the girl's hair flowing perfectly in the Miami breeze. He didn't think much of her before but solely regrets ever leaving her so rudely after what he had done to her.
"Is she your girlfriend?" Fans angrily ask. "No, just someone I accidentally bumped into the coffee shop. I would never lie to you guys. I have to go now" Shawn waves them goodbye and runs in the same direction as Camila.
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Shawn Mendes is so full of himself she thought. "Celebrities really think everyone is up their ass and for what??" she whispers to herself. She walks through an alley and grips tightly onto her bag for any danger. Shawn runs behind her and grabs onto her shoulder. Camila reaches into her bag and pepper sprays him in the face. "WHAT THE HELL-???" Camila yells at Shawn. "Oh my god" She drops the pepper spray on the ground and watches Shawn drop to the floor in pain. "You're kidding. Why are you following me??" She reaches into her bag for her hydroflask and starts pouring the cold water into his eyes. She grabs onto his head and says "Stay still. Please stop touching your eyes you're going to make things worse" Shawn groans in pain. "It's already worse." he cries out. He stands up and punches the wall several times. "That hurt so fucking bad, Why is running into you literally bad luck" He says. "YOUR fault for running into me first of all, Second of all WHO grabs someone like that without saying ANYTHING in a dark alley??" Camila exclaims.
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Shawn asks Camila if she can take him somewhere to freshen up. She decides to take him to her apartment since it was the closest least populated place nearby. She grabs onto his arm and starts to walk him to her place. "My name is Camila by the way" She says. Her sweet tone comforted Shawn in a way. She made him feel comfortable. "Unfortunate to meet you Camila, I'm Shawn" he laughs off. Camila giggles, Shawn brushes his eyes on his shoulder and tries to get a better look at her. The bright sun blinding the view of her angelic figure.
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Camila opened her apartment door and sat Shawn down on her couch. "Do you want any water or anything??" Shawn looks down at the floor. Tears roll down his face, he wipes his eyes once more with his wrists. "Stop touching your eyes!!" Camila rushes to the kitchen and wets a towel with milk. She runs over to Shawn and helps him place the towel on his eyes. "Hope this helps." She sits by him and applies pressure on his eyes. He sighs in relief. Camila laughs as she feels his hand press against hers. "Here you hold onto that I'll be back with some water" Camila walks back into her kitchen and reaches for a glass of water.
Shawn Mendes is SITTING in my living room. She look back to where he is, in pain. Camila face palms herself. "Out of ALL things. THIS happens" she murmurs. She walks back over to Shawn.
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Eyes throbbing in pain. The heat of the spray is all Shawn can feel. He can't even think straight. "How are you feeling?" Camila asks.
"Better."
"Really?!"
Shawn removes the towel from his eyes and looks straight at her. His eyes are blood red, skin with dark orange and red patches, tears streaming down his face.
"Never mind."
"Can I use your washroom??" He asks.
"Yeah down the hall to the left" He runs inside and locks the door behind him.
——-
Camila looks at Shawn rush towards her bathroom. She stares at the open window in despair. She feels like a total clown.
15 minutes go by as she hears the shower water running. "I just KNOW he's not showering in my bathroom-"
Camila knocks on the bathroom door. "What are you doing in there??"
Shawn starts singing Love Story by Taylor Swift.
Camila laughs and picks up her phone. Text messages and phone calls blowing her phone.
She opens her messages to see people say that she's been caught with Shawn and paparazzi has photos of them everywhere.
Shawn walks into her room with her shampoo in his hand. "This stuff smells SO good" Camila looks up at Shawn in complete shock. "What's wrong?" He asks. Camila raises her phone and shows him the texts. "Yup. That's what happens unfortunately ugh I can't wait to get asked about this at every Q&A from now on" Camila sighs and watches Shawn sit next to her. He puts the phone on her nightstand and reads the bottle of shampoo. Camila smirks and looks up at Shawn. "All my life i've been used to being in the shadows. Never in the spotlight. The plan was to move to LA and thrive off my business. I don't want to be known as 'Shawn's Mystery Girl' I want to be known as Camila." Shawn listens. "How do you do this stuff so easily? Even getting one text freaks me out, how do you deal with millions of comments coming at you all at once??" She asks. "It isn't easy. I promise you all I ever wanted was to make music and make people happy. This all happened so fast for me. It's impossible to slow down, then you just get used to it."
Camila looks up at Shawn and feels empathy towards him. Imagine having your whole career planned out before even experiencing it so naturally. He went from a nobody to one of the biggest artists of our time. Its crazy to think how fast the night can change. He definitely has gone through things most of us wouldn't even have the energy to handle.
"It's getting late Shawn, we should go back" Camila says.
"Right. Can I borrow your phone real quick? I forgot mine and I need to call my team and let them know I'm alright."
"Yes of course!!"
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Shawn races behind Camila as they get into her car. Paparazzi storm in from all different areas and start flashing their cameras at them. "STEP ON IT CAMILA" Shawn exclaims. The tires screech as Camila speeds on the road. "Where are you performing??" "Hard Rock Stadium" Shawn replies. "Got it."
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Camila turns on the radio, of course Shawn is on the radio. Shawn quickly turns off the radio and laughs. Camila turns to look at him and turns the radio back on. She mocks the lyrics to the song and wheezes. "I thought you weren't a fan eh?" "Calm down, I like your music i'm just not dedicated into your life like everyone is" Shawn smirks and looks out the window. "Turn here!" He says. She parks the car and pulls out her hand "That will be $399.99" Shawn pulls out his wallet and reaches into his hundred dollar bills. "I was joking, just get out haha" Camila says.
"Thank you by the way, Are you sure you don't want to see the show?"
"Nahh its alright, I'm getting ready for my flight"
"Right! Well Thank you once again, I'll remember you as pepper spray girl from now on."
"I'm so sorry about that, please don't ever run and grab a girl's shoulder like that ever again" Camila replies.
Shawn slips money onto the side of the car and exits the vehicle. He waves and nods. Shawn's manager rushes towards him and tells him to tell her that she can't go back out until she signs some contracts so that she doesn't release anything negative to the press about Shawn.
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Camila starts to search on her phone a way to get home safely and is startled by knocking on her window. Shawn points down to roll her window.

"Hey uh... Sorry to do this but my team needs to talk to you."