two weeks later-
it was six am, and i was in bed, sulking in my thoughts while calling a sick jocelin, but i was alive. hallelujah.
so much shit happened to me.
first of all, i got the flu. yes, you heard me right, the fucking flu. the stupid ass flu gave me a sore throat, chills, fatigue, many headaches, a runny nose, and fevers of a hundred and three, i even threw up a few times. i almost died, okay that's an exaggeration, but i'm technically not really lying.
second of all, since i got the flu, i had to cancel my flight to new york because the doctor at the hospital said i couldn't fly. oh yeah, how could i forget, i had to go to the fucking hospital because like i said, i almost died. the mendes family was there for support because apparently my whole family back home had the flu, so no one could come and be with me.
my mom kindly said i was not to return back home until a day before christmas eve because she didn't want me to bring my 'foreign' germs over there. i wasn't complaining because my stay in canada extended, yay.
the mendes family would not let me leave. karen and manny would come over to my hotel room countless times just to check on me, they were so sweet. aaliyah would come when she could, but because she had school, it made it hard.
shawn on the other hand, would come in the morning and stay with me the whole day. he would wake me up and tell me breakfast was ready, and it would usually consist of soup or fruit, and if i finished it, he would go buy me coffee. i didn't have much of an appetite, so i didn't get coffee often. then, we would watch movies all day, and he would order room service. i would get some sometimes, but as i said, i didn't really have an appetite most of the time.
let's just say, the only reason i wasn't that big of a baby was because shawn was my support. you have no idea how many times i told him to go away because i didn't want to get him sick, but of course, since he's shawn, he never listened, and i'm glad he didn't.
getting closer to shawn was the best thing that happened to me in the past two weeks. when i was at my worst, he was there and we had barely met.
and you must be thinking, 'i'm surprised you two haven't made any moves'. actually, i guess you can say we've 'made moves'. i mean does cuddling count? if so, then yeah, i guess. we also flirt like all the time now, but i don't know if we mean it, like if i mean it. does shawn even mean it? i'm honestly not in the right mindset to think about that at the moment.
since i was leaving back to my small little town near la soon, shawn said we were going to do one last thing together, just us. aaliyah couldn't come because she was doing last minute christmas shopping.
today should be interesting.
a while later-
i had just finished getting ready. shawn got to my hotel room an hour ago and didn't give me any details on where we were going. the only things he told me were to dress warm and bring socks. how weird was this boy?
my look consisted of a black long sleeve, high waisted jeans, a teddy bear fur coat, black peep toe boots, a lace up choker, an apple watch, rings, and big sunglasses. my hair was in a half up half down style and my makeup was enough to cover up the fact i was sick for two weeks. [outfit below]
when i was getting ready in the bathroom, shawn was on my bed, but once i got out, he was on his snapchat recording me, "damn, look at my best friend looking like a full course meal!"
i quickly turned around before he could see me blush, "shut up, peter pan!"
once he posted the video, he put his phone away then grabbed me and hugged me from behind, "how are you feeling?"
i rolled my eyes playfully, "you've been asking me that every day for the past two weeks,"
he kissed the top of my head, "because i want to know,"
"i'm feeling better," i responded with a smile, "definitely feel like my regular self again,"
"well, i'm glad," he said before letting me go, "we should get going now, i don't want to be late,"
"let's get going then," i said while grabbing my stuff.
arriving at the parking lot of surprise-
after about a twenty minute drive, we made it. about halfway through the drive, shawn made me put on a blindfold. i really didn't want to, but i couldn't say no to him.
he helped me get out of the car before taking off my blindfold. it was an ice skating rink, i can't believe he remembered. a while ago, i mentioned to him that i've never been ice skating. ever since i was little, i've wanted to go, but my parents never took me because they thought i would get hurt. a little backstory, i get hurt really easily, i'm just naturally clumsy. i trip and fall on my own feet, it's that bad.
while walking in, shawn kept an arm around me, he was indeed a gentleman.
once we got inside, shawn went to the front desk and got our ice skates, that was when i started to get nervous.
"ready?" shawn asked while handing me the ice skates.
"i guess so," i responded, clearly nervous.
"don't be scared," shawn reassured me, "i'll be with you the whole time making sure you don't fall,"
and with that, we went to the rink. with the help of shawn, i learned to skate. i did fall a few times though, okay, more than a few times, but it was exhilarating.
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cassiegutierrez: i learned how to ice skate today and only fell a few times, be proud👏 pc- shawnmendes
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jocelinponce: surprised you didn't die💀
fanaccount1: i thought she died already
shawnmendes: don't let this picture fool you, i was leading her the whole time😒
cassiegutierrez: ikr jocelinponce shut up peter pan, no one asked🙄 shawnmendes
fanaccount2: get away from my man please
aaliyahmendes: really glad you're still alive😂
cassiegutierrez: thanks ig😂 aaliyahmendes
after ice skating-
after surviving ice skating, i suggested going to tim hortons. shawn, of course agreed because he wanted tea and a muffin, but there was nothing new about that.
when we got to tim hortons, shawn and i went in line and i started shivering.
"are you cold?" shawn asked me.
"yeah, but i'm fine," i responded.
he extended his arms, "come here,"
i leaned into his chest, and damn, he was warm and he smelled good too.
once we got our order, we sat in a booth and both of us sat on the same side, which i didn't mind, at all.
he took a deep breath, "i can't believe you're leaving soon,"
"i'm going to see you again," i said while putting my head on his chest, "don't worry,"
"i know, but-" he started saying but i interrupted him.
"but nothing, when you come to la, i'm sure you can take a little detour to my little town, it's only an hour away," i said.
he put his arm around me and put his head on top of mine, "i'm going to miss you,"
"i'm going to be texting you all the time, so be ready to be bothered twenty four seven," i said, trying to reassure him he wasn't going to get ready of me that easily.
"i really hate this," shawn said.
i raised my eyebrows, "hey, hate is a very strong word,"
he leaned back, "that's why i used it,"
i gave him a small smile, "we still have a few days together, we're going to make the most of them,"
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authors note// thanks for reading my sixth chapter in traveling | shawn mendes. please make sure to vote and comment. bitch got sick, haaa. chapter dedicated to shassie, ahhh. hope more chapters are like this in the future. expect weekly updates.
xx, c