Shawn has been touring for weeks now, and it's been hard on your guys' relationship. He has promised to keep in touch with you over the course of the very long months ahead of you two, but it's really just updates where he is, when he's going on stage and goodnight messages.
Your phone buzzes, knowing it's Shawn, you expect an update on what's he's doing next. You unlock your phone and not surprised, it's an update saying he's in some city in France, and he's going on stage in 30 minutes.
Okay Babe. Anything else? How was your day? It's like I haven't REALLY heard anything but tour updates these past few days. Don't get me wrong. I'm so proud of you and I'm your biggest fan. It's just been hard
I know, Honey. It's just that it's the start of my tour, so I'm super busy. I promise I'll tell you about my day after the show... Okay?
Hey... Cheer up Y/N... I'm going on stage now. Bye, Love.
You set your phone down and hold the sleeve on one of Shawn's hoodies you stole from his closet. It still smelled like him, and tears start swelling in your eyes. You try holding it in, but it was a fiery pain in your heart that you can't muster up the strength to hold all of these emotions in. You missed Shawn, and that wasn't going to change.
Your phone buzzes, so you unlock it to surprisingly see a text from Shawn.
Can I facetime you real quick Babe?
Before you could respond, Shawn was calling you on Facetime. You wipe away the tears and click accept to see his face pop up on the screen.
"Hey Y/N." Shawn says with a large smile.
"Aren't you on stage?" You ask.
He laughs and nods. He turns the camera to face the crowd of fans. "Say hello to my girlfriend, Y/N"
The crowd shrieks and screams your name so loud and untimed, it was just a jumble of sounds all at once. It sounded as if they were casting a spell on you -- cursing you and your cow.
Happy tears fill your eyes, and your heart races to see all those fans of Shawn's to welcome you and are there to support your boyfriend. It felt as if you were there in person, feeling the vibes and energy of the concert.
The camera was back on Shawn. A wide smile was plastered on his face. "I love you, Y/N. I'll talk to you after the show." He blows you a kiss and ends the call.
You put the phone against your chest to feel closer to him.
You've never felt prouder and more at ease than you feel now.