All these years - Camila Cabello
Shawn's POV
September 2017
My birthday week was a crazy time with some incredible nights, just like most of my nights lately. Something in me had switched and I was letting loose more. I still had pretty much my head in the game and I was making sure to follow all the rules in the book but I figured some responsible fun never hurt no one. I always liked to party and drink but now that I had turned 19 and I was legal to drink in my country, I had nothing holding me back. The birthday party in Toronto was insane and the next day I could barely remember anything, just some flashbacks of the last hours of the celebration, because the hangover was too much to handle.
"You ok, man?", Brian said giving a bottle of water.
"Last night was insane", I sighed holding my head witn one hand.
"I think we drank all the alcohol in Ontario".
"Probably", I laughed.
"Ready to go on the road again?", he asked me.
"I'll need some more hours to recover but I'll be ready".
"That's my buddy", he said patting me in the back and my world spinned around. I had a killing headache.
When the North America leg ended, I finally went back home and just relaxed for a few days this time. I needed the quiet of my hometown. I was craving doing nothing for at least a couple of days. No show, no soundcheking, no interviews, no nothing, just me and my thoughts. This tour had been incredible in so many ways and I was extremely grateful for all the experience, but as I was done with the most part of it, my mind was already thinking about the next album. I had ideas flying around, and some songs half way through but I wasn't sure about anything yet.
At the very end of August, I went back to the States to perform on the VMAS, and while being there something clicked for me. I was backstage after my set and I was just walking the halls of the venue, among all the people and crew, making my way back to my dressing room when I spotted four girls. I didn't know how I felt about them, we never really bonded, not even when we were touring together, but that wasn't important now. It was what, or better who, they remind me of. Camila.
Camila had texted on my birthday. She was touring with Bruno Mars at that moment while also working on her debut album. I had never before seen her so busy but so committed. I knew she was doing what she had to do and had all eyes on her goal. I loved where she was at with her career but my heart also felt a bit lonely without her around, although but now it should've got used to it. I needed to see her, it had been too long and I was running low of the amazing energy she always put in my life. It was like I had an epyphany and suddenly I was excited about something like I hadn't in a long time. I needed to see her.
I was staying in my rental place in L.A. a few more days and I had heard she was here as well. This was the chance I had before going on the road again and then locking myself in the studio.
[S: Hey stranger]
I felt embarrased at the way my heart started to beat after I texted her. I thought after all the time of not seeing each other, I could at least act a little less awkward in front of her, but it wasn't the case. I waited for her to text back for what it felt like an eternity and when it finally came through, my face couldn't almost contain my smile.
[C: Canada!!!! How are u?]
[S: I'm great, yourself?]
[C: Just chilling atm, where you at?]
[S: L.A. Are u around?]
[C: OMG YES!]
[S: Feel like meeting up somewhere?]
