chapter fourteen
fake
[shawn peter raul mendes]
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"morning baby." i whisper, shaking her slightly and holding out a tray of breakfast.

"shawn what is this?" she laughs slightly, sitting up in bed.

"i felt bad for last night, so i made you breakfast." i explain, handing her the tray.

"why is there half a muffin?" she asks, picking up her fork.

"i got hungry." i shrug, as she rolls her eyes.

"what are we doing today?" she hums, eating the eggs i made for her.

"probably have a lazy day." i whisper back, standing up and walking to my wardrobe.

"then why are you changing?" anya asks me confused.

"i'm cold and shirtless." i chuckle, getting out a t-shirt to put on. i slide it over my body, flattening it out and joining anya back on the bed.

"have you eaten?" anya asks, as i nod.

"yeah i woke up early so i ate early." i reply back, getting my phone off its charger. anya finishes her food, before putting the tray on the table next to my bed, and snuggling onto my arm.

i log onto twitter, replying to some fans and tweeting myself.

ShawnMendes:

thanks for the pic aaliyah!!
tagged: AnyaRose

"when did she take that?" anya laughs, looking at my phone screen.

"a couple days ago. she was gonna send it to my mum to show her book club." i chuckle, posting the tweet. i put my phone back on the table, turning around and wrapping my other arm around anya' petite frame. she tucks her head into my chest, sighing.

"i love cuddling with you." she whispers, looking up and smiling.

"me too." i lean down, pecking her cheeks, as she blushes apple red. "i love you."

"i love you more." she mumbles back to me, holding my torso tighter.

"i'm so sorry for last night hun. it didn't mean anything to me, i promise." i whisper, pressing a kiss onto her forehead.

"i know." she sighs. "what time are we leaving toronto tomorrow?"

"10am." i reply. "it was such a short break."

"it was a decent break, but hey you're gonna be performing again tomorrow." anya reassures. "then you've got all the jingle bell balls and we're free to do whatever until the new year."

"you can spend christmas with me." i smile. "i'll introduce you to my family and we can stay together in pickering."

"that would be amazing, and kelsey is going to her family over christmas anyway. i can get someone to babysit my apartment." anya beams at me, bringing her hand up to cup my cheek.

"and we can go ice skating, and be all christmassy, and we could cook this year." i offer. "leave it to the kids, so aaliyah and my cousins can help too."

"that would be amazing." anya whispers lowly, pecking my neck. "i'm so excited now."

"i can spend christmas with you." i say quietly, smiling to myself. she leans up, kissing me, but pulling away abruptly.

"you need to shave that scratchy stubble." she grimaces, making me laugh. "i'm too used to it being all smooth."

"so you don't want me with a beard or any facial hair?" i ask, laughing.

"no!" anya moans. "you look better with a clean shave but a little shadow, not too much, but i'll have to get used to that. plus you'll look older."

i laugh, purposely scratching my face against hers. she moans, pushing me away, as i continue to rub my face against hers.

"shawn stop!" she pushes me so i roll over to my back, and i laugh, standing up. "for that you're getting no kisses forever."

"we'll see about that." i smirk, standing up and walking to my bathroom.
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twenty four hours. she hasn't kissed me for twenty four hours.

currently, we are in a taxi driving to the airport to get a flight to the amas. anya sits next to me, her hand resting on my thigh.

"can i have a kiss?" i whisper, looking down.

"no." she snaps, going on her phone, opening up a recent conversation with a person called brooklyn.

"who's brooklyn?" i ask, as i see the last text from her clearly flirting.

"beckham, i met him in london." she shrugs, typing something to him. i nod, looking out the window, seeing us pull outside the airport.

"shawn and anya?" geoff asks, as we get out, greeting him. "god i haven't seen. you two in forever."

"geoff we literally met the day before yesterday, i was at your house yesterday." i laugh, hugging him.

"who's she smiling and blushing at?" geoff asks, noticing anya texting away and laughing. i sigh.

"i have competition." i grumble, holding onto my suitcase and guitar case. "she won't kiss me either, what the fuck did i do?"

"let it play out shawn, she loves you remember?" i nod, looking away.

"i guess." i shrug, as anya comes up to us.

"what are you two talking about?" she asks, folding her arms.

"oh nothing." i mumble, walking into the airport, and going straight to check in. i check my suitcase in, and collect bag tags and my ticket, before rushing into security and getting everything examined.

i go out of the security part, and i'm left in the fairly busy shopping and waiting areas, where all the gates are.

"shawn?" i hear a small voice behind me. i turn around, seeing a girl of only about 14, standing there, a smile on her face. "oh my god it's really you!"

"hi hunny." i laugh, hugging her. "do you want a picture?" she nods, getting out her phone and opening the camera app. we pose and she thanks me again, rushing off.

"are you mad?" anya says, approaching me, and standing in front of me.

"no." i lie. "i'm feeling a little tired though." i look at anya, who has a frown painted on her face. i smile slightly, cupping her cheek.

"baby are you okay?" i ask her, as she looks down.

"i feel like you're ignoring me." she says sadly. "and i know i haven't given you a kiss for a day but i didn't mean it, you know that."

"hun, i'm not ignoring you." i say quickly, as she wipes one of her eyes. "anya don't cry."

"i'm sorry i can't help it." she gets out, croaking slightly.

"hun, i love you." i whisper, as she looks up.

"i love you too." she mumbles back, sniffling.

"can i kiss you now?" she chuckles and nods, as i smile, leaning down and pressing a kiss on her lips.

"lovebirds, come on, we gotta get to our gate." i hear geoff say. sighing, i pull away, taking my free hand in hers, walking to the gate.

"got her back then?" geoff asks, walking past mine and anya's row, seeing her asleep as we fly over toronto.

"i always had her."
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"shawn! over here!" press shout from in front of me. "give her a kiss shawn!"

"smile anya!" she stiffens next to me, and i lean down, pressing a kiss to her cheek, making her blush slightly.

"shawn! anya! over here!" we pose on the red carpet of the amas, getting our photographs taken, and sneaking glances at one another every so often.

"lets go to the interviews." i say, putting my arm on his back, leading her towards the interviewers.

"hey shawn, anya, looking as amazing as ever." a blonde interviewer says, laughing.

"thank you." we smile back, laughing.

"how does it feel knowing you're the new power couple?" anya laughs.

"really?" she asks. "i'm a nobody so i don't know why."

"anya you aren't a nobody anymore." i reassure. "and it's great being a power couple, no hate and everyone's pleasant."

"shawn are you excited to see if you've won tonight?"

"very, but i'm up against so many amazing artists, so it doesn't really matter to me if i don't win." i shrug. "i'm excited to meet people though."

"who are you wanting to meet?"

"well i heard halsey was here? and drake! i wanna meet niall in person too, and that probably will happen." i laugh.

"okay well so nice talking to you two, see you soon!" me and anya wave, walking off and entering the building.
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AnyaRose

he got sleepy at nialls
tagged: ShawnMendes