A/N: double update because I should be writing an essay for English (and one for History) right now but all my brain can think is ShawnShawnShawn so I'm hoping that now I've got this out, I can write my essays. Anywho. Enjoy. Oh! And this is quickly crossing over with my stupid fantasy of one day being an actor and working with some people I really look up to, so ignore me name-dropping in this. It's purely for my entertainment lol
The rest of the evening leading up to the dinner is nothing short of a blur. My anxiety is running higher than ever as I try to focus on not vomiting, my brain still telling me this has to be some complete sick joke, that Andrew doesn't actually want me to have the part or anything to do with this movie.
Kate has the time of her life, I'm sure, trying to calm me down.
"Do I need to call Shawn?"
"No, for Christ's sake, I'm fine." The last thing I need is Shawn showing up. Because I know he would. He's busy with interviews right now, but I know the second my name popped up on his phone, he'd drop everything. And while that is sweet, I don't need him doing that. I can handle myself. I need to show that I can.
"Okay," Kate doesn't sound at all convinced. "We're almost there."
"Okay."
"I'm going to sit next to you," she offers. "It'll be Andrew, me, you, Joe, and two others, I believe."
"Others?"
"I think Lily and her boyfriend might be joining us."
"Why?" Are we allowed to bring boyfriends? God, was it expected that I bring Shawn?
"No, Matt, he might be in the movie too. I didn't see the final cast list, but I think I heard Andrew mention him."
"Okay," I breathe. "Should I know any of these people?"
My best friend smiles softly. "Not at all. They might be familiar, but if you don't, it's okay. It's always a good ice breaker when someone has no clue."
"Awesome," I chuckle. That makes me feel a little better, knowing that if I don't recognize any of them then it can at least be something to joke about. I hope none of them are hurt if I don't recognize them.
I'm bad with faces, really. I've met a lot of people. It's hard to keep everyone straight.
"We're here," the driver announces, nearly scaring me half to death because I completely forgot he was up there.
"Thanks Jim," Kate smiles. She turns to me. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be," I reply with a smile, thinking if I smile then it'll trick my anxiety into going away. A smile means everything is okay. Think of Shawn. He smiles in the most hectic moments to let me know it's all okay. And vice versa.
I slide across the seat to exit on the passenger side, being sure not to step on my dress as I get out of the car. Kate shuts the door behind us, grabbing my arm and linking ours together, something we've always done, but haven't in a while.
"I just realized it's been a while since we went out," I murmur to her as we make our way to the door. A man opens it for us, letting us inside.
"I was thinking the same thing," she replies once we're inside, out of the loudness from the streets of New York City. "But just think, we'll be able to hang out all the time on set."
The thought does make my heart beat a little faster. "You're gonna be sick of me."
"I was thinking that!" She laughs, leaning into me. "It's going to be amazing."
"I can't wait," I say, our conversation ending as she steps up to the desk, asking if Andrew Moore's party has been seated yet.
A look of surprise crosses the man's face when he sees us. "Right this way," he says, leading us off to the left.
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Professional Publicity Stunt » Shawn Mendes✔️
Fanfiction{A Shawn Mendes fic} Rylie Banes. You know her. You've seen her in pictures. You've seen her on the arm of a million different celebrities. And you always shrug it off. But it's her job. And Shawn Mendes is her next client.
