Jess was just the average Shawn Mendes fan who was going to a concert and meet and greet. But when he takes a liking in her, things change. Dramatically.

Being stuck with Shawn Mendes on tour doesn't sound that bad right?

living with Shawn Mendes doesn't sound all that bad, right?

"You know what? Let's do something fun" she smiled at him not knowing what the whole night had plan for them that would change their perspective towards each other. Nova Brooks is an average sixteen year old working in a cafe with a normal life that is until Shawn Mendes came walking through the front doors of Dreamer's Cafe. What can an all nighter out adventuring the city do for both teens? That involves an aftertaste in the end. [Disclaimer: My fifteen year old self wrote this so expect very little errors here and there when reading along with a bit of cliches, Enjoy the story though!]

Brooklynn is fan of Shawn Mendes. One day her friend Jaden sent her a phone number, she said it was Shawn's number. Brooklynn sent a text to this number and her whole life changed after that one text...

It had been an hour since I had gotten the call that changed my life. It still hadn't hit completely hit me yet, probably because it was only 3 a.m. I wasn't crying like everyone was expecting me to be doing. I was just staring out of the window, watching the cars passing as we drove to the hospitial. "Where are we?" my six year old sister asked, finally waking up. "We're driving to the hospitial. You need to go back to sleep, Elizabeth," my dad told her. "Why are we going to the hospitial?" she asked. "Shawn was in a wreck," my mom said simply. "Arden's boyfriend Shawn?" she asked. "Yes," mom said. As the conversation between Elizabeth and my parents went on my breathing got faster and so did my heart. Now that I was hearing it being spoken to a six year old it seemed more real. But it couldn't be, I was going to wake up and everything was going to be fine. Shawn would fine. As we pulled into the hospital parking lot I was begging to wake up. I counted my fingers. 1. 2... 6. 7.. 10. I had ten fingers. I read somewhere that in dreams you have extra fingers. So this was real.