Shawn gingerly gripped the fine grained pebble that was once in my hand. The surface was smooth.
"Shawn?"
"Yeah Kelsey?"
"Can you teach me to skip a rock?"
"Of course."
So Shawn taught me how to skip a rock. I did what he told me and it wasn't anywhere near as good as when he had done it.
"It's okay Kelsey."
We sat quietly before he spoke.
"Skipping rocks in kinda like life, you want it to go halfway across the water. Sometimes you fail, or the waves are too big, but you'll get there eventually."
When Shawn said that I realized that he was a lot smarter than many people knew. His fans loved him for his voice, his looks and his personality but few got to see just how wise and intelligent he was. Summer was almost over and I didn't want him to go on tour again. I guess that this summer would just be a wave, I'd forget about it.
"Kelsey, I'll really miss you when you leave."
"I'll miss you too, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes."
We both smiled and for the rest of the night we skipped rocks.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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