- Uhm...I'm sorry b-but I can't go eating dinner with you. - I say trying to not sound rude. I'm really sorry but I don't want to ruin my relationship with Shawn again. I don't ever wnat to be with out him again...losing Shawn was the worst thing ever. - Oh, what a pity. Why can't you? - he keeps asking me. I take another sip of my water and lay down the glass. - Because I'm already going to eat dinner tonight. I'm sorry. Jordy looks up at me with puppy eyes and pouting lips. I can't look at him, that breaks my heart. - Okay, then tomorrow, promise. - he says seriously but kind. - Well...uhm. - I look at him and his expression is like...nah I can't say no. - Yes, okay. - Promise? - he says and winks at me. - Promise. - I say chuckling and he jumps up and kisses me on my cheek. - I'll pick you up at 8 tomorrow! See you! - he says and walks out of our house. Wait, did I really said yes? I hope Shawn doesn't mind that. Sophie comes back and grabs something from the table. - Stop! - I say looking seriously at her and she turns around slowly. - Why did you let him in? Now I have to eat dinner with him tomorrow! - I say looking suffering. - You could've said no. - she says and begins to chuckle. - No, he did that...that expression of a puppy and you know I can't resist that look! - Oh yeah, I forgot. Then learn to resist it! - she says chuckling. - I hate you. - I say beginning to smile. - And I love you too. - she says and walks upstairs. Damn it, what did I do. I bet he thinks I'm interested in him, but I'm not. I go into living room as suddenly my phone vibrates in my pocket. I take it out and turn it on, I've got a message from Shawn. I decided to sit down and text him back. He's answering pretty fast!
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I love him so much, that's unbelievable. While he's having the interview I'll bake him some muffins. I think he'll be happy about it. I walk into the kitchen, turn on the radio and grab the things I need for the muffins. While I'm making the better I'm becoming a heart attack because „Treat You Better” is played in the radio. I'm so fuck*ng proud of him! - What the hell are you doing? - Sophie asks. I scream and turn around. - Oh my god you scared the hell out of me! - I say and she begins to laugh. - Are they for me? - she says and points at the muffins in the oven. - No, they're for Shawn. They are his favorite! - Oh god, I wish you were my girlfriend. I begin to laught and does she. I love her so much. About 2 hours later I finished the little present for Shawn. I made him the muffins and a photo collage of the pictures we've taken till now. I don't know if it's too kitschy, but I hope not. Suddenly I get another message of Shawn. Shawn: Could I pick you up in about in hour? I can't wait any longer, I miss you so much. He's such a cutie, of course he can. Jasmine: Of course, I'm excited. Kiss xx Shawn: xxx I can't wait to see him either. He's my home.
