chapter three

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Amelia: hey. u home? need to talk

Shawn: yea

Amelia: cool im omw

Shawn: okay

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"I know."

I tugged on a strand of my hair. "You... know?"

I had gotten home a few minutes ago, and I told Shawn what Andrew had asked. We were sitting cross-legged on my bed, Vin stretched out in between us.

"Andrew ran it by me first. He told me you'd think about it," he said, scratching Vin's ears.

Vin wiggled happily, and I sighed. "I don't know. It seems shady."

"It's really not. People do it all the time. Taylor Swift and Harry Styles were PR," he laughed.

"No way," I replied leaning back on my elbows. "That was so long ago."

"Yeah, well," he started. "PR works."

I lifted my watered-down, melty iced coffee off my bedstand and took a sip. "You think?"

"Yeah," he answered.

"I-"

"You know, Andrew has friends in the modeling business. I'm sure if you agreed, he'd put in a good word," Shawn interrupted.

"Shawn Mendes. Are you bribing me?" I asked, and he tackled me into the fluffy pillows on my bed.

"Yes."

Once he was comfortable, head resting on my stomach and arms wrapped around me, he looked up at me.

"Please? Pretty please?"

Who can resist those eyes?

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 02, 2020 ⏰

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