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Hellooo!
I am so excited to be finally writing these chapters. I thought that this was still so far away, yet here we are!
Question of this chapter: what's your favourite animal/s?
Mine are dogs and horses. This is another lame question, but I will certainly search on the internet for some interesting ones!
Funnily enough, just as I was going to start to give my final runthrough before I posted this, Shawn tweeted this, and I just thought it suited quite well with the topics discussed in this chapter. So that's the reason for the image above. Aargh he is too good 😍
I hope you enjoy! :)
Xxx,
Sara
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Sadie's POV:
Nearly two weeks had gone by since school had started, which had happened a month after I came back from Canada, and I was slowly returning to my routine. Not many things had happened since we came back, the first week of school being just as useless as the last, as there were no proper lessons and half our year group was still traveling. But by the second week, I had received some homework already, and there had been a project assigned for the following week.
It was good to be back though. I had missed my friends, and we were full of stories from our holidays to tell. And when they had seen my promise ring? Lets just say that their reactions were completely priceless.
"WHAT THE HELL SADIE ARE YOU ENGAGED?!" Mike yelled once he had seen it, catching the attention of everyone in our registration room, which was quite full by that time. Violet and Bailey stared at my ring too, just as the whole class did.
"No!" I laughed, not understanding how this was a legit question. For god's sake, I was fifteen. "People, this is a promise ring."
Mike letted out air in relief. "God, I thought you had gotten pregnant or something, which caused him to ask you to marry him. Only possible explanation."
I stared at him, not believing him. "Ok, what is people's problem? First Aaliyah, then my mum, and now you? Don't you freaking understand that I am FIFTEEN?" I sighed.
"Awww Sadie, that's so sweet!" Violet said ignoring Mike, as she analised the ring with a dreamy look. "He gave you a promise ring."
I smiled at the memory, however I decided to use this dreamy look to tease her. "Maybe Sebastian can get you one one day?" She looked at me as I mentioned the boy that she was dating. The boy didn't go to our school, I never saw him or even heard of him, though bam, two months of holidays go by and she has a boyfriend. It was a bit of a surprise to me as she just dropped the bomb so casually a day before while we were talking about our summer. One second we were talking about New York, where she had travelled to, and the next one she was like, "Oh, by the way, I'm dating."
Shortly after that day, I had recieved a huge surprise on the fourteenth. As I had arrived to school that day and went to get my books in my locker, I was startled to see that it was overflowing with rose petals, and accompanying them, there was a heart-shaped box of chocolates, and a cute teddy bear. I really didn't get what was going on, but I my cheeks hurted from smiling too much as I read the little card that came with the bear.
I couldn't thank him at that time as school had started, but when I got home, I saw that I was overflowing with texts and Shawn had tagged me in a tweet.
So sorry I can't be with you today! Wish so much that I could. Love you so much ❤️❤️ @SadieSalvay48
I still wasn't getting what was going on when I just afterwards received a call from Shawn, which I immediately answered.
"Princess! Did you recieve the chocolate? And the teddy bear? Sadie really you can't imagine how much I miss you and I am so so so sorry that I can't be with you today, I really hope you understand, you deserve so much more than this and I am sorry, please forgive me I love you so much and-"
"Woah hold on there Shawn. I love you too and I wish you were here, and I of course understand that you can't be here. Yes I received the things and thanks, but why the presents and why today is any different?"
Shawn stayed silent after I said that. "Why is today different? Sadie, haven't you seen what day is today?"
"Um, the fourteenth of February?" I asked, still not catching what was special about today.
"You really don't realize that today is Valentine's Day?"
I stayed in complete shock as I processed that, and pieced everything together. I couldn't believe that that was happening.
"I can't believe this." I simply said.
"Yes, me neither! How could you forget about Valentine's Da-"
"No Shawn, it is not that. Just a quick fun fact: did you know that not every country celebrates Valentine's Day in February?"
Now the one who fell silent was him, and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh god, you're kidding right?" Shawn said as he too started to laugh, and I could imagine him facepalming himself.
"I'm so sorry Shawn, I should have remembered..."
"No, I should be the one who should have at least researched this. It's your country and I should know things about it. I'm so-"
"No way you are saying sorry Shawn. What you did was sweet, no matter if it is Valentine's Day for me or you. Thank you." I smiled. After that, we had spent the whole afternoon talking, whilst I ate the whole box of chocolate, which were my favourite by the way.
I now was sitting on my bed with my homework already done, so I decide to pick up my guitar and I start to play. I felt like learning a new song, so I went on the internet and searched for the chords, teaching myself "When You Love Someone" by James TW. I was so focused on learning the song, that I only noticed how much time had passed by when my room turned too dark to see things properly, and I stood up to turn the lights on.
I was completely alone in the house, Marta had gone home already and my parents hadn't arrived, and neither were they arriving soon. They had gone back to work intensively as soon as they stepped back in the city, work calling them both. Nothing that I am not used to already.
I strum with all I have and sing along into the night, only stopping when my phone starts ringing. I pick it up and smile, accepting it as quickly as I can.
"Hi Shawn," I say.
"Hi princess, how was your day?" He asks me. He sounded a bit tired, and looking at the clock on my bedstand, I calculated what was the time for him. It was past midnight fkr him already.
"It was fine, I was just playing on the guitar when you called. How about your day? You sound tired."
"I am a bit, it's just because I spent the whole day composing."
"Oh, then I guess it was a good day, right?" I suppose, but he sighs.
"Not that much... I am having a lot of trouble with words."
"Author's blocks are completely normal, Shawn. Don't worry, I'm sure you will soon get inspired and write like four songs in a heartbeat." I comfort him, taking the guitar off my lap so I could lie down on my bed.
"Sadie, I actually wanted to talk to you about something related to songwriting..." He pauses, trying to look for the right words. "Do you remember that melody that you came up with and we played back in Pickering?" Shawn asks, and I nod, forgetting for a moment that he wasn't here with me.
"Yes."
"So, I wanted to ask you... Would you mind if I made a song with it? And then, like, recorded it? I would put your name in the credits of course, and-"
"Shawn, I have told you already that you can do whatever you want with that." I answer, smiling. I really didn't mind him using it. Actually, I felt like it was an honour to have him actually use it in his next album. I never thought it was good to that point.
"Thank you, that's awesome. But still, I haven't managed to find the right words. Did you by any chance write some?" He asks me.
"Nope, and I don't think I will, Benito."
Shawn sighed. "Ok, well at least I tried. Thanks anyways." There is a silence as we don't know what else to say, I could hear shuffling on the other side, and by the sound of it, it made me guess that he was in bed already.
"Hey, you know who's birthday is coming up?"
"Who's?" I ask.
"Yours!"
"Shawn, we are still in February," I chuckle, "it is still too far away."
"Exactly, it gives us a lot of time on planning it."
"You know how I am, I don't like anything big. Just something small with my friends, like going to eat pizza or the cinema. Also, aren't you going to be touring at that time? It is right in the middle of the European part of the your tour, isn't it?"
He sighs, and by the sound of it, he was muffling a scream of frustration with his pillow. "Ugh you're right, I didn't realise that. I am so sorry Sadie. I am such a horrible boyfriend, not even being with you on your birthday-"
"Stop it. You are a wonderful boyfriend, and I understand that you can't. This is your job. How could I be mad at you for something like that?"
"Still Sadie, I should be there..." We both fall silent, as I try to look for more comforting words. But he starts again."Ok, lets talk about when we are seeing each other instead of when we are not."
This catches my full attention, so much that I sit up on my bed. "What are you talking about?"
"So you said that your Winter break is in July, right? And the American leg of my tour is at the same time, so I was thinking-" the door bell suddenly ressonates through the house, and I freeze at its sound, panicking a little. I wasn't expecting anyone, and there was no one in the house except me. Shawn is waiting for me to say something, but I didn't really absorve his words as I was paying too much attention at who was banging at the door.
"Sadie?"
The door bell ressonates once more through my house, and I am pretty sure that Shawn also heard it. "Aren't you going to open the door?"
"I wasn't expecting anyone, and I am alone in my house."
"Then ignore it, it's better if you are scared." He concludes. Sadly enough, whoever was at the door kept insisting and insisting. The door bell rang once more, twice, three times, and the sound of it was irritating me already.
"I'm gonna get it. I'll call you later when I am done, or you're going to sleep?"
"I'll be waiting." He assures me. With that we quickly say goodbye, and I end the call. I go out of my room and down the stairs, the fact that the whole house was dark in the night really making me feel more scared. I couldn't help but to feel panicky. Since the Jason fiasco back in my school, I felt so vulnerable when I was alone, and I went into complete alert mode. Funnily enough, I didn't feel like that back in Pickering when I walked alone from Brian's house to Shawn's.
Not really thinking properly, I follow my gut and go to the kitchen, where I open the drawer and take out of it a frying pan, one which I feel could serve as a weapon. The door bell rings once more, making me all jittery and nervous.
Finally having courage, I go to the front door of my house, and put my eye in front of the hole, but it was pointless. I could only make out a dark silhoutte in the night. I decide to still open it as I felt like I knew that person, but either way I raised the frying pan into a postion that would make it ready to get slammed onto the person's head if that was necessary.
I unlock the door, and I was right. I knew the person. Though I wasn't very thrilled to see him. On the contrary: I went into full defensive mode.
"J-Jason? What are you doing here?"
The blond boy in front of me was so different from the boy that I had guided through school on his first day, I could have said that they were two different people if I hadn't known otherwise. The boy I had once been friends with was cheery and smiley, his eyes bright whenever he laughed. But the one in front of me was a complete wreck. Even though I had tried my best not to, I had certainly noticed how Jason was so beat up when I saw him in the school corridors. He had circles under his eyes, and even if it was boiling hot outside, he still wore long sleeved shirts. And I had never seen him smile again.
"Sadie, please, I swear on my life that I am not doing anything." He says with his eyes wide, looking at my raised frying pan and probably noticing my body language that clearly said "take a step closer to me and I will beat you with this pan." "I just want to talk."
"To talk? Jason I don't owe you any sort of talking."
"Please Sadie, I beg you. I need to sort this out." He pleads. He looked like he was about to fall onto his knees at any second, the desperation in his voice clear. Jason looked so lost. Whenever I looked into his eyes, I had never seen the same Jason I knew before the "incident". But right now, I could see the smallest, the tiniest twinge of the old smiley Jason that I used to call me friend.
I take a deep breath, not believing that I was actually doing this. But deep down I somehow felt that the boy I used to know was still existing inside this mess that the Jason before me was. And that this Jason was trying to rescue himself with this talk.
"Fine." I say. "But we're talking here outside, no way you're coming inside. And I am still staying with the pan."