"Hey, Justin," Shawn said, sitting on the couch, arm wrapped around Camila. "I got your surprise."
"And how did you like it?" Justin asked, turning on his camera.
Shawn grinned. "Couldn't be better."
Justin gave him a mini salute.
"So... for the song. I was thinking..."
"Yeah?"
"I've written a bunch of it, do you want to try it?"
"Sure. Are you free today? I can book a recording room for 2. Bring Camila?"
"Yeah, see you then." Shawn hung up, glancing over at Camila. He stood up, stretching. She got up next to him, and she wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Let's do this."
~Time skip~
Camila's body fit right next to his, and cameras shot photo after photo of Shawn and Camila walking into the recording studio. Shawn tried not to squint in the flashing light, dragging a hand through his hair, and pasting on his most movie-star looking face (Ik, ik it's not that easy but lets just pretend it is).
"Seems like the photographers have come back. I'm surprised they weren't here last time." Justin closed the door behind the couple.
Michael was already in the room, and stood up to greet them. "Camila! I haven't seen you in a while!" He shook her hand, smiling at Shawn. "What do you have for us?"
"Well, I worked on it with Camila yesterday." He grabbed the guitar, and took a seat on the piano bench. Camila slid in next to him. "Okay, so I completely wrote this out of angst, since, you know, it's really hard being a celebrity and everyone's always looking to you, so... don't mind me." He took a deep breath. "One, two, three, four," he whispered under his breath.
"You put me on a pedestal and tell me I'm the best."
"Raise me up into the sky until I'm short of breath."
"Fill me up with confidence, I say what's in my chest."
"Spill my words and tear me down until there's nothing left."
"Rearrange the pieces just to fit me with the rest, yeah,"
"But what if I, what if I trip?
"What if I, what if I fall?"
"Then am I the monster?"
"Just let me know"
"And what if I, what if I sin?"
"And what if I, what if I break? Yeah,"
"Then am I the monster?"
"Just let me know, yeah"
"I was fifteen when the world put me on a pedestal"
"I had big dreams of doing shows and making memories,"
"Made some bad moves tryna act cool, upset by their jealousy."
"Lifting me up,"
"Lifting me up," Camila echoed
"Lifting me up (Yeah)"
"And tearing me down, tearing me down"
"Down, down," Camila murmured, fingers gently pressing the keys
"I'll take responsibility for everything I've done"
"Holding it against me like you're the holy one."
"I had a chip on my shoulder, had to let it go."
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In My Blood
General Fiction(Completely clean story, a tiny bit of fluff) Some people just aren't meant for this type of life. A life where everyone knows your name. A life where you sing in front of millions. Where you inspire billions. It seems as if Shawn Mendes was built i...
