His hair is the messiest it has ever been, and his eyes are so tired yet so damn beautiful, as they locked with mine. His cheeks are so red.

I just don't understand why he was driving like that, either he forgot how to drive or- he gets out of the Jeep and I take a step back to give him space.

"Do you wanna take a picture with Shawn?" All I can do right now is stare, I can't get one letter out of my mouth "let's find Shawn first, we can't take the picture without him, can we?"

wait. what?

Oh. He didn't forget how to drive, he's..drunk. But where is Andrew and the team or any of his friends.

"Shawn! Shawn!" I don't think he had anyone with him cause no one would've left him drive while being this drunk. He's literally searching for himself.

I look around to see if anyone could help him but it's almost 1:00 A.M and the streets are empty. I look back at Shawn and run the quickest I can to catch him just before he hits the ground. Even when he's drunk he's still Shawn and still trips over nothing.

Note to self: find a way to get taller & bigger, maybe use magic.

I help him steady himself. Let's just back up everything,shall we?

Okay, so I was driving back to my apartment when a Jeep was about to hit my car, and when I get out of the car, I find myself standing with my idol, the one person in the world I've always dreamed of meeting, high and completely losing himself, and here I am now in the middle of the street where there is no one to help me out with my drunk idol.

"Shawn! I want to meet Shawn!" He steps closer to me and looks down as I'm really small, his face a few inches away from mine and even tho I know he's so high, I still get nervous and I feel weak. God. How is he so beautiful? "Do you know where I can find Shawn Mendes?" He says clueless and I let out a sigh "oh my god Shawn, I can't believe this" just as the words leave my mouth he turns his neck in less than a second. I swear if his neck was a person it would've left him a long time ago, "WHERE IS HE?"
"I mean- you" I let out another long sigh "come with me" I say pulling him toward his Jeep and push him into the passenger's seat.

I go quickly into my car parking it near a closed café before taking my phone and back pack and going to Shawn's car and sliding into the driver's seat.

All I could hear right now is my heart beating out loud, I could feel it through my whole body.

"Give me your phone" I say turning to face him.
"Why? Go-gonna take a pic a-and spread rumours about m-me saying I raped you?" He stutters with his words and his voice is cracky.

It sounds different, not just drunk words, but it's like he was holding those words deep inside him not letting anyone hear them but himself.

"WHAT? I'd never do that!" I say defending myself. Besides I'm the last one who'd do that. He saved me. "Just give me the phone" He nodds handing me his IPhone.

I go immediately to his contacts searching for the first person who comes to my head.

"Hey Shawn, why are you calling this late?"

Oh my god why am I so nervous,? Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Um hey, it's not Shawn" I. Hate. Myself.

"Who are you?"

"Long story short, I was driving back to where I live and, um- Shawn- he was going to hit me with his car and when I went to see who it was I found him completely drunk" I tell him the story as fast as I can without taking one single breath in the middle. Yes, that's what I do when I'm nervous.

"Is he able to drive?"

"No, actually he wants to take a picture with Shawn Mendes and won't shut up about it"

"I'm going to send you the location to his house, get him there" what? Me? Driving Shawn to his house? Holy shit.

"I will" the words leave my mouth before I could even think.

"Please, don't post anything about this on social media or tell anyone"

"I won't" I really won't.

With this he hangs up and I look at Shawn who's humming a song that I can't seem to recognize.

His phone's notifications go off so I open it to find a text from the number I have just called.

Andrew:
This is the location to his house. Tell me when you get him there.

Shawn (me):
I will.

After driving for what's like 35 minutes I glance at Shawn in the passenger'sseat to find him sleeping, his mouth slightly opened, and his hair still messy.

A smile creeps on ny face and fades away as his words replay in my head. Over and over again.

Spread rumours about me saying I raped you.

Saying I raped you.

I. Raped. You.

Oh my god. Why does this hurt me so bad? What if he means what he said?

Shut up.

No I won't.

You're over thinking.

Maybe, but what if he's really hurt?

He's not.

"Your destination is on the right" I look at Shawn's phone to find that we're at his place.

I turn off the engine and take the keys and his phone in my back pack before I get out of the car and to his door to get him out.

I hope he's still high.

"Shawn?" It comes out as a whisper that he didn't seem to hear so I repeat his name a bit louder "Shawn"

"Yea mom"

Great, he's not sober.

"C'mon we need to get you in" I say pulling his LONG legs out first then pulling the rest of his body, sliding his right arm over my shoulders.

I slam the car's door shut and pull him toward the door of his place. Well, I try to.

Damn. He's so tall.

When I reach the door, I push Shawn on the wall next to the door and stand next to him steadying him until I get his keys, that I took from him a while ago, from my back pack.

Once we're in he goes sttaight to the couch and falls on it. "Shawn, let's get you to your room" I say pulling him with all my strength until he's standing, eyes closed.

He's so clueless.

"How much did you drink?" I mumble to myself pulling him to his room. "There." I say, louder than I meant, laying him on the bed and taking his shoes off.

Black shoes. Yup. That's Shawn.

I slide my back pack off my shoulers and take his phone out putting it on the charger, I found on his nightstand, before sending Andrew a message.

Shawn (me):
We arrived and he's sleeping now.

Seconds later he replies.

Andrew:
Thank you.

Andrew:
Remember, no posting anything about this on social media or telling anyone.

Shawn (me):
Sure.

Shawn (me):
And please don't tell Shawn anything about this.

Andrew:
Okay.

I delete the chat and put the phone back in it's place then look at that sleeping angel.

I hope he didn't mean what he said.

I place the covers on him since it's freazing over here and close the window of his room.

I turn around to see the most beautiful pair of chocolate eyes staring at me lazily....

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*This chapter was supposed to have a different ending but I thought I'd leave you hanging.. o0ps

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