Second Thoughts ( A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction )

Chapter: 6

I turned the corner to see someone being mobbed by cameras and interviewers.
"Samantha, do you reconize that guy?" my mom asked.
"Uh, I don't think so. He has a guitar case so he must be a musician,"
"Okay, let's get out of their way."
We moved over to the far left side of the hallway because they were taking up the whole hallway, and I could tell the guy just wanted to be left alone.
"I just got home now, please don't ask for any interviews right now," I hear the guy say in the background with a stern voice.
I turned around really quickly because I recognized the voice. Now that I could see him without all the interviewers, I realized it was Shawn Mendes. I told my mom that I was going to sit somewhere until dad came from the plane.
I sat down beside THE Shawn Mendes, I didn't even say anything for like two minutes. I was so excited and scared at the same time. I put my guitar down, I realized we had the exact same guitar case.
I dropped my song book on the ground and went to go pick it up, Shawn grabbed it first and handed it to me.
"Thanks," I say. My face was getting hot but it wasn't that noticable.
"Don't mention it," Shawn says in a sweet tone.
"You're Shawn Mendes, right?" I played stupid for it didn't seem like I was a total fangirl.
"Yeah I am, the one and only," he says laughing.
"I see you have your guitar with you?" He says questioning why I have it.
"Yeah, I carry it everywhere with me just in case I gain inspiration," I say.
"That's so cool! You're really dedicated. I love meeting people like you," Shawn says with a delighted tone. "What's your favourite song to play on guitar?" He asks like he's actually interested.
"By far, I enjoy playing Blackbird by the Beatles," I reply shyly.
"WAIT! Are you Samantha Grace?! The girl I tweeted the other day?" Shawn says with a schocked expression.
"Yeah I am, the one and only " I say, mocking him with what he said earlier and he laughed.
" I really like your guita- " he was cut off by the paparazzi.
I threw my song book in my guitar case that is beside me and then I looked back to see if my dad has came off the plane yet, but it looks like it was delayed because he still hasn't came. When I looked back to the big group surrounding Shawn and I, I realized Shawn has left and most of the interview people left along with him. I grabbed my guitar which was moved over to where Shawn was sitting and I moved back to sit beside my mom.
"So, who was that boy you were talking to?" My mom asks suspiciously.
"Well mom that was Shawn Mendes " I say with the biggest smile on my face
"No way!? Actually!?" My mom says with excitement, I've never heard my mom actually be excited for me, but I guess with dad coming back, she was in a very good mood.
"Flight 723 Iraq, has just arrived," I hear the airport attendant say.
In the next few minutes I'll get to see my dad! It's been almost a whole year, now I'll have someone in the family that actually supports my decisions musically.
"SAM!" I hear my dad yell out.
"DAD!" I start crying while I run up to him and give him the biggest hug. I couldn't believe he was finally home!
My parents are both reunited and it was the best feeling in the world to see them like this again. I grabbed my guitar case and flung it onto my back, the straps got a lot bigger so I had to re-adjust them, though I don't know why.
We all went to the parking garage and jumped in the car.
"I finished my song on the way here dad, wanna see?" I ask my dad, excitingly.
"Yes of course, honey, but I'll look when we get home. I'm very tired, is that okay?" my dad says.
"Yeah, it's fine, dad!" I say with happiness in my voice.
We got home and got out of the car, I went up to my room and set my guitar case down. It became really heavy; my acoustic guitar was hollow so it was very light but made amazing sound. It was pretty late when we got home around 10pm, so I just hopped into bed.