Canada (Shawn Mendes)

Chapter 4.

*Johana*

Shawn and I are in his living room sitting on the couch. I am being almost completely silent.

"You dont talk much do you?"

Not when I'm in front of my freaking crush.

"N-no I-I do. Just not much." I looked away.

He nodded. "Well I'm not going to sit here all day. Wanna go to the park or something?" I shrugged and nodded.

He smiled. "Leggo..." We stood up and walked to the door. Shawn opened the door for me and I walked out, him following closely behind.

How am I not freaking out, you may ask? I don't know.

We walked down the street and honestly I thought I was being watched. When we stopped for a second I shifted a bit.

"Are you okay?" The cutie next to me said. I giggled a bit and nodded. "Why are you giggling?" He smiled. I shrugged and he just laughed. I smiled showing my teeth.

We walked across the street to the park and I walked over to the swings. I sat on one and Shawn sat on the other. Suddenly I burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Shawn laughed.

"Just... Cause." I shrugged again.

"She speaks!" He yelled. I laughed before I pulled out my iPod hearing it go off.

It was a kik message from Abby. "Can I... get a... picture?" I blushed. Shawn's smile grew wider.

"Sure..." I handed him my iPod not really trusting myself and he took the picture.

Abby asked what's up and I sent her the photo.

"S-sorry..." I blushed. I need to stop blushing...

"Your fine." He winked and I'm pretty sure I started blushing harder.

I started to kick my legs a back and forth so I can swing. Soon I got high in the air. I squealed and started laughing.

My iPod started beeping so I slowed the swing down and jumped off. Good thing my iPod didn't fall out.

Shawn tweeted. It was a picture of me freaking blushing and he called me a cutie. Oh. My. God. I can't cry now.

"What's up?" I shook my head.

"Nothing. Just.... My friend texted me." He looked a bit skeptical but he nodded anyway. "We should get back."

"Nope," He shook his head.

"What? Why not?"

"Because.... I want Starbucks."

"Coffee?" I smiled and he nodded. He stuck out his hand for me to take. I just looked at it blushing.

"Give me you hand." He laughed and I slowly took his hand. He smiled and I felt something but I wasn't too sure what it was.

We walked down the street hand in hand and I swear someone is watching us. I just don't know who.

Then my questions were answer when I heard a camera click. I looked that way and there was a guy in black with a camera.

Paparazzi.

I his myself in Shawn. He looked confused. I pointed and I was so close to crying. Shawn saw and wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me even closer. We got into Starbucks and I got a coffee, Shawn getting the same.

We sat in a corner away from the windows. "I'm sorry..."

"It's fine." I shook my head.

"No its not. Its going to be in a bunch not magazines then your going to get hate." He shook his head. A tear slipped out of my eye and I was quick to wipe it away. Bit it was too late as he saw me. "Hey," he came over and sat next to me and pulled me into him. "Don't cry please." I just shook my head and wiped my tears.

"I should be getting home." I pulled away and grabbed my coffee. He nodded and grabbed his stuff too.

When we got back to my house I unlocked my door and said a quick 'bye' to Shawn. I walked in and closed the door.

I put my back against the door and smiled a bit then ran to my room.

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Its a bit longer than other chapters but here you go.

Bai guys!!
~Jamie xx