Shawn and I both got up to leave, but before I could reach the door, Shawn slammed it shut behind me, leaving only us in the room.
He turned to me and began walking. The look on his face worried me. As he took steps towards me, I took steps backward...
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"Are you guys ready for your date?" Andrew's voice rang through the speaker phone.
It's been 2 weeks so nice our day at the market and it really did seem like something has changed in Shawn. He's been nothing but nice since. It really seems like he's been getting to know me. For the first time, I'm really hopeful in this process.
I've also gotten to learn more about Shawn. I felt bad for judging a book by its cover. He was just going through something when I first met him, and I understand being apprehensive about having a fake girlfriend, especially since it was kind of forced on him. Either way, we've turned over a new leaf and I couldn't be more grateful.
"Yes." Shawn and I both responded, exasperated. Andrew's been on our asses all morning. He couldn't be here because he was dealing with other clients.
Today's date is going to be a stroll through Central Park. We met at Shawn's hotel room a few hours earlier to hang out for a bit, upon Andrew's request. He's been trying to bring us together. I guess his plan worked.
"Good. I trust you guys! You got this!" He cheered us on.
"Okay Andrew. We're leaving now. Bye!" Shawn hung up the phone quickly so Andrew couldn't say anymore.
"Jeez. He needs to relax." He mumbled. I lightly laughed at that.
"Why don't we go and make him proud then?" I asked him, holding my hand out for him to take.
He smiled at me before hesitantly grabbing my hand. Here goes nothing.
We stepped through the hotel door and were on our way. We made small talk as we walked down the sidewalk, commenting on the weather and stuff.
I was about to cross the street into the park, when I noticed a biker to my left coming straight at me. I had no time to react.
I felt my arm being grabbed and myself being yanked. I lost my balance and fell into Shawn's chest. When I opened my eyes, I was met with his concerned ones.
"Are you okay?" He asked, looking me up and down to make sure I was actually okay.
Our close proximity left me dazed, my heart beat picking up its pace. All I could do was stare at him and blink. I've seen this scene so many times in movies.
He searched my eyes when I didn't answer. "Cassie are you okay?" He asked again. I still couldn't say anything.
"Just be more careful next time okay?" All I could do was nod. He probably just saved me from a bad injury. Bikers in nyc were no joke. They sometimes moved faster than cars.
"I'm fine. Thank you for that." I cleared my throat and took a step back.
I don't know why, but I've been having these weird moments with Shawn the last few days. My heart flutters for a split second sometimes when he touches my arm or looks into my eyes. It just lasts a second, but I can't help it.
"Of course." He looked me in the eyes and then quickly back at the road, "Andrew would kill me if you got hurt." I smiled softly.
He then grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. "Let's get going." He gave me a reassuring smile, to which I nodded.
Once we crossed the street, safely this time, we saw a lot more people. I let go of his hand and instead wrapped my arm around his. It would look cuter that way in pictures.
I could see people in the park looking at us and pulling out their phones as we walked by. We both wore sunglasses even though we knew it wouldn't matter. People would still recognize him and still take pictures. Even so, no one came up to us, thank god.
We continued our small talk as we walked, being sure to have smiles plastered on our faces as we went.
"I love Central Park." I took in a deep breath, closing my eyes before slowly exhaling. We entered a more secluded part of the park, where there were less people. We both relaxed a little.
"Me too." Shawn agreed. We walked in silence for a brief moment, just taking in the sights.
"You look nice today." Shawn spoke up, catching me off guard.
I smiled softly at him. "Thanks. You look cute too." I replied before I could think about what I was saying. My eyes went wide.
"Oh I look cute, huh? I told you that you looked nice, but I look cute?" He smirked, raising one of his eyebrows at me.
I blushed in realization. "That's not what I meant." I replied, looking away from him. Why did I say that!?
"I think it is though." He countered. "Don't deny it." He continued to tease me.
I rubbed my face with my other hand and sighed. I just have to own it now. "I guess it's too late to take it back now, so fine, I'll stick with cute." I laughed. I mean it was the truth.
"How cute do I look? Like on a scale from 1 to 10. I need an ego boost." He joked.
"Oh god. You definitely don't need an ego boost. That's the problem here." I said, avoiding his gaze.
He laughed at that. "So what, you call me cute, and now you can't even look at me?" He tried to catch my gaze. I still turned away.
"Hey." He grabbed me to make me look at him, stopping us from walking. Both his hands were on my shoulders, but I still wouldn't look.
"Fine I'll pretend I didn't hear that, now look." He moved his face inches from mine. I had no choice but to look.
He caught my eyes with his. A cute smile was drawn across his face, causing me to smile at the sight. I've barely seen it since we met.
"There we go." He began. "Listen, I already know how cute I am so you don't need to rate me. Im Shawn Mendes. Im a 10, obviously." His smile grew wider, and so did mine.
I clicked my tongue at him, rolling my eyes.
Our faces were so close. His eyes went from mine to my lips and back. It was so quick I almost didn't notice, but I'm a girl...and we definitely notice these things.
He leaned in. Woah woah woah! What is he doing? I know he's not about to kiss me. We only met few weeks ago, and only recently agreed to try being friends! There's no way. My suspicion was right, as instead of kissing me, he reached behind me.
"This was in your hair." He was still so close to my face, but this time, he was holding up a leaf.
"O-oh." Was all I could say. I felt stupid. Why would I even think he was going to kiss me? I'm just being stupid.
The more important question was, why didn't I move away?
He looked into my eyes before winking and grabbing my hand again. He pulled me away and we continued walking.
I can't lie, Shawn is attractive. Very attractive. I'd be an idiot to say otherwise. When I first met him, he was kind of a jerk, and I definitely became less attracted to him, but I figured he was just mad at the fact that he had to have a fake girlfriend. I guess I can see where he's coming from. And now that he's agreed to get along with me and he's showing me that he meant what he said, it's starting to change my perception of him. Maybe we can both make it through this year in one piece after all.
