Star Swan • [1]

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭

𝗜 𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗬 seat smiling. He looked at me reaching over to calm my legs. "How much sugar did you put in your coffee?" He asked and we both laughed.

"Sorry. I haven't done this in so long."

"That's why I'm here," he tapped my knee. I smiled as he leaned back in his seat.

"Okay. Here's the first one."

The camera started rolling and we were being sat next to each other.

"Hi, I'm Elizabeth swan."

"And I'm Shawn Swan."

I looked at him and started laughing. "Yup. We're married now," I held out my hand. Shawn intertwined his hand with mine and we both laughed.

I was not gonna make it through this alive. "We're doing a wired auto-complete interview." We looked at the camera.

We got the first board which was for me. Shawn held it while I ripped off the paper.

"What does Elizabeth Swan's tattoo say? Do people know this already? I got a fingerprint on my wrist," I held it up. I got it a month ago.

"Really. Let me see," Shawn reached out. I held my wrist out where I got bit to him and he hummed. "Cool. Whose is it?" He asked and I gave him a look. He laughed, "We should get matching ones." He suggested and I nodded.

"Call me when. What was Elizabeth Swan's first song?" I read. Shawn opened his mouth and I paused. He looked at me and we both laughed. "I thought you were trying to answer it."

"We were talking about it the other day... imma say slower," I gasped and hit his shoulder. "Dude! Teenage mind. Close though," I tore off another one.

"How old is Elizabeth Swan?" I let out a heavy sigh. "16. My birthday is in 2 months," I pointed out.

Shawn tilted his head, "I'm invited right?" I laughed. "Of course, my husband has to be there," I teased causing both of us to laugh.

We did a few more on me before we toss that board away and got to Shawn.

We were both a laughing mess, barely making it through one.

"Okay. Okay. "Is Shawn Mendes having a tour this year? Yeah, tickets have been on sale for a while," he answered.

"I'm going to his show tomorrow night," I leaned onto his shoulder. "Unfortunately," he mumbled and I pushed him. "Is Shawn Mendes an actor?"

I laughed almost snorting. "No. He acts like he doesn't love me and it's not working for him so well so no."

Shawn rolled his eyes wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "You're still annoying. But yeah, I think maybe, I don't know. Is Shawn Mendes Hispanic? I'm Portuguese. That's where that Hispanic look comes from."