Can't Let Go

Part 5

•Emily's POV•

"Where the heck is Shawn at!" I thought to myself.

I already aboard on the plane. First class seat A1. Shawn got A2.

"Attention passengers we will be leaving the Sea Tac airport soon. Please get comfortable and be seated." Said the lady at front.

WHERE'S SHAWN! I tried calling him but he's not answering. What the heck!

"Attention all passengers. We will be leaving in two minutes. Please take your seats." Said the lady again.

UGH!

All of a sudden, you saw someone walking through the door.

"Shawn......." I said under my breath.

He sat next to me and smiled. He had something in his hand.

"WHERE WERE YOU!?!?! WHAT'S THAT IN YOUR HAND!?! DUDE YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I WAS! LIKE WHAT IF YOU DIDN'T SHOW UP! OH MY GOSH SHAWN!" I punched him on his shoulder.

"Woah, woah chill." Shawn laughed.

"I got you this." He handed me something.

I had a serious look on my face.

I took the item out of the bag. I was surprised I looked at him.

"Shawn..." I faintly said.

"Wh-what is this?" I shuttered.

"Woman. You have eyes look at it." He said sassy.

"I mean I know it's a sweatshirt but why did you get me it?" I said.

"Emily. I know you. You wanted it but we didn't have time so, you made an excuse of saying when we come back. I could tell you were sad." He said.

"Shawn...th-"

"Ladies and Gentlemen thank you for choosing Delta airline! We'll be landing in Los Angeles in 3 hours and 45 minutes." Said the pilot cutting me off.

"Thank you." I finished before the pilot said anything else.

I placed my head on Shawn's shoulder with my headphones on during the tutorials of safety. The next thing you know it I was fast asleep.

••••
After the 59291748281 hour flight we landed in LA. We headed to the baggage claim to get our bags. Time passed by and I saw my bag. It was a bright blue which attract my eyes instantly. Shawn found his as well. It was dark red. We walk outside of the LA airport to see if we could find our ride. There was a man holding a sign, "Shawn Mendes, Emily Holiday".

"Umm hi we're Shawn Mendes and Emily Holiday." Shawn said.

The man looked at a photo in his hand and looked at Shawn and I. He nodded.

"Welcome to LA." He said as we walked to the car.

It was so sunny. Clear blue sky. Little breezy hitting against our face. Palm trees scenery. Beach waves sound. Perfect place. We sat in the red mustang with black strips.

"I'm going to love this place." I said to Shawn quietly.

The drive was a 20 minute. We reached to our hotel.

"I'm nervous." Shawn shuttered.

The driver took us inside. We saw a man with a huge smile on his face.

"Hello Shawn and Emily! I'm Bart. The manger." Said Bart.

We shook his hand.

"The rest are in a room. They're every excited to see you both." He said.

"Thank you." We both mouthed.

All three of us went to the elevator and went up to floor 12.

"We have the whole floor to ourself." Bart said.

"Oh that's nice." I said.

We landed on floor 12. Walking down the aisle to room 214, that's where the rest are, by knocking the door you could hear everyone screaming.

"Go walk in I'll check on you guys later." He said walking away.

The door opened.