𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 | 𝐒.𝐌

Chapter 18

Maître GIMS - Où Aller, Maître GIMS x Dadju - Tu Ne Le Vois Pas.

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At the airport everyone is staring at me because I just can't stop moving. Shawn landed an hour ago and he asked me to pick him up, since I was the one who dropped him off three weeks ago. I'm waiting for him by my car, but I keep walking in circles. I must look like a crazy person.

'Hey Beth.' His voice is soft.

He suddenly appears behind me and when I look at him I almost start to cry.

He's wearing a hoodie, as always, and a pair of blue jeans. He's also wearing black shades, so I can't really see his eyes. A couple of his curls rest on his forehead.

He looks so good, and he looks fresh. As if this is the first time I look at him.

'Shawn...' His name sounds like a sigh when I wrap my arms around his body.

The warmth of his body feels amazing and I've missed it so much. His arms trail up my body and I inhale the scent of pine needles.

I am not sure whose heartbeat it is that I'm hearing, but I just hope it's Shawn's. I didn't realise I was crying until Shawn cups my face in his hands.

'Don't cry, babe, I'm here now.' He kisses me and I've never felt this complete.

Since when do I cry? What the actual fuck?! I'm not even on my period, what has he done to me?

The tears fall onto my blouse, and now you can see two drops of tears that ruin my outfit. God, I'm overreacting!

'I missed you so much!' I hug him again after wiping my tears away.

'I think no one has ever been this happy to see me again.' He kisses my neck.

'I don't want you to leave again, ever.' I say in his ear.

'Me neither.'

We drive to Amsterdam and I curse myself for parking my car in the exact same spot as last time where it got damaged. I just hope nothing happens within the next hour.

'You're staying over tonight.' He says looking back while walking a couple of inches in front of me.

'Is that right?' I laugh, walking a little faster to catch up with him.

As I look to my right an army of paparazzi runs to Shawn. For a moment I think I'm imagining it, but then they start to yell his name, they even know my name.

Shawn grabs my hand and pulls me inside of his building. He closes the door behind us, but the paparazzi just keeps taking pictures.

'Don't look at them.' He orders while we're waiting for the elevator.

'What are they doing here?' I ask when he pulls me into the elevator.

'Someone tipped them off.'

'How do you know?'

'Because I paid every fucking person in the Netherlands to leave me alone, but this paparazzi followed me back from Canada. That's why I was wearing shades.' He explains.

'What are you going to do?' I grab my phone. 'I can call some people and make this go away.'

'You sound like a badass.' He takes his shades off and kisses me. I laugh against his lips.

'I wasn't kidding. I can call some people.'

'If you want to do that for me, that would be amazing.' We step out of the elevator. 'So this is how it feels to have a lawyer as a girlfriend.' He laughs and gives me a kiss on my nose.