chapter seven
fake
[anya rose steinburg]
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i give up. shawns fans came up to me on the streets today. they asked where he was so i had to lie. more did too, and again, more lies were said.

currently, i'm sitting in my room, waiting for andrew to call me to come out to where the car is, and it's only 2pm.

"hurry up, andrew texted saying the cars here!" shawn shouts. i sigh, grabbing my things and walking out my room, walking out the door before shawn and heading to the lobby.

"hey chris." i sigh, sitting next to her.

"why did you and shawn come back at different times?" she asks me, folding her arms. i sigh again.

"we fought." she raises her eyebrows. "he likes me, i like him, i said that we shouldn't date because if we do break up andrew and island will still make us date, and i feel like he's only saying it to get to the idea of a fake girlfriend."

"you certainly don't look fake to all of us." she says, rubbing my shoulder. "i'm sorry hun."

"shawn called me that." i frown. "he prepared such an amazing day today and i had to go and ruin it."

"no don't say that, you had equal opportunities get pissed off at each other okay?" i shrug, looking at my nails.

"why did i even take this job in the first place?" i lean back on the seat, looking out and seeing fans waiting outside the hotel.

ShawnMendes: AnyaRose had a great day with this one! love you baby x see some of you at the concert today!!

i like it to show no suspicion, but show chris after.

"see he forgives you!" she says. i sigh, shaking my head.

"just try to call him over." chris makes eye contact with him and waves him over, he looks at me and declines.

"it's just to make it look not suspicious. i told you." i mumble, tears filling my eyes.

"anya don't cry!" she says, flinging her arms around me.

"if i just said yes to being together with him everything would be okay, i'm so stupid." i sniffle, hugging her back.

"shawns an idiot okay?" she whispers. "it wasn't all your fault so stop saying that."

"anya! shawn! why aren't you two talking? fans are looking in!" geoff shouts at both of us. shawn sighs and nods his head at me. i stand up, slowly walking towards him, as he cups one of my cheeks, pecking my lips.

"i'm sorry." i mumble. "i'm so stupid."

"no, it's okay, i get it." he whispers back. he grabs one of my hands and drags me to a corner. "i was stupid too, i shouldn't have said that to you, i'm sorry."

"i ruined the day you planned today." i frown. "i feel so bad."

"don't hun." he says, wiping a tear with his thumb. "it's okay."

"shawn i'm so sorry." i say, looking down. "i don't want to be on your bad side."

"you're never going to be on my bad side." shawn presses his lips to my forehead, wrapping his arms around me. i wrap mine around him, holding him closer to me and closing my eyes.

"do you think you could give me another chance?" i ask, letting go.

"of course." he smiles sadly, pecking my lips. "do you still miss home?" i shrug.

"sort of." i say.

"well i have some good news then." shawn smirks. "at the end of this tour, we're heading to new york, then toronto. you have to come to toronto too, by the way."

"when's that?" he sighs.

"after november." i gape my mouth, stepping away.

"oh my." i shakily say, looking down. "keep me sane please."

"i will." he smirks. "don't worry hun."
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AnyaRose: he's so annoying he stole my pizza username

i tweet out to one of shawns fans who replied to my recent tweet.

"anya stop bitching about me to my fans." shawn calls from the couch, as brian and geoff laugh.

we have brian, geoff and chris in our suite frankly because shawn got given a lot of alcohol today, and it needed to be finished.

"sorry baby." i pout, walking up to him and sitting next to him.

he laughs, resting his head on my shoulder.

"well your fight certainly didn't last long." chris laughs, sipping a glass of red wine.

"i'm so fabulous he couldn't stay away from me." i say, knotting my hands into shawns hair.

"that's true." shawn mumbles. "baby i'm tired."

"i know you are hun." he sighs, shutting his eyes.

"well we're gonna go then, finish this all off tomorrow?" we all nod, as brian, geoff and chris go back to their rooms.

shawn wraps his arms around me, as i giggle, letting him kiss my cheek. "you're cute." he laughs, as i turn around, slipping my hands over his shoulders.

"you need to sleep babe." i laugh, pulling him into his room.

"i'm too tired to do anything." shawn over dramatises in his drunken state, flopping onto the bed. i sigh, pulling his socks off, followed by his t-shirt and jeans, putting his sweatpants on him. i pull him up, taking him to the bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth for him, before i get into my sleepwear, and do my night routine, joining shawn in bed.

he snuggles up to me, burying his head on my chest, hugging my waist. i smile, linking one of my hands around his neck, playing with the ends of his hair.

"will you be my girlfriend for real?" shawn whispers, looking up. i smile.

"only if you'll be my boyfriend for real." i peck his forehead as he smiles widely, a red blush on his cheeks.

"i would kiss you but i can't be asked." i laugh, as he shuts his eyes again.

"go to sleep love." i mumble. "night shawn."

"night babygirl." and we doze off, shawns soft snores sending me into dreamland.
***
"good morning everyone i smell a free day." shawn says, sitting at the breakfast table.

"he's exceptionally cheery today." brian laughs to me. "did you fuck?"

"oh my god brian no!" i laugh, slapping his arm.

"guys guys guys! anya and i are dating, for real." he says, holding a muffin and pecking my cheek.

"wait what?" geoff laughs. "i hate her so much! what happened to that shawn?" he imitates, making shawn send him a glare.

"you know i actually thought all of you would be happy for me for once, i'm actually dating someone who will benefit me." shawn sighs, walking out of the restaurant.

"i'll go." i sigh, looking at all of them. i follow shawn as he sits on a couch in the lobby.

"babe? are you okay?" i ask, sitting next to him.

"yeah i guess." he shrugs. "i'm just frustrated you know? like none of them
congratulated us." i smile sadly, taking one of his hands in mine.

"they must be shocked, i wouldn't worry." i assure him. "shawn are you gonna cry?" i look at his glassy eyes and he nods. i pull him close to me, holding him as he sniffles into my shoulder, letting out quiet cries.

"i don't know why it's effecting me so much because it's pointless." he cries.

"shh baby." i rub his back, as he quietens down, letting go of me.

"oh look fans." he smiles slightly, waving at them.

"do you wanna go outside and meet them?" he nods and stands up, pulling me outside with him.

"hey guys." he says. "form a line here and i'll take pictures and talk to you guys okay?" they all cheer and form a line that curves around the purple abstract statue in front of the revolving doors of the hotel.

"anya do you want to take them so we can get full body pics?" he offers, as i nod, standing in front of them, as a tall girl with blonde hair hands me her phone.

"congratulations on winning your awards two days ago!" she says, hugging him and smiling for the pose.

"thank you so much hunny, i love you." he smiles.

"i love you too!" she cheers, walking away and collecting her phone.

some talk a lot to him, others only say hi and thank you, some only hand their phone to me, pose for the picture
and move on. some ask me to come into the photo, and another person to take the photo for them.

the last person who comes to meet him hugs him tightly and speaks really fast about how proud she is of him. shawns cheeks heat up, and he smiles in adoration, knowing that he is succeeding in life. shawn hugs her again before he walks off, taking her phone with her.

"thank you hun." shawn whispers, kissing my cheek as we stand next to the fountain. "that made me feel so much better that my fans are happy for me."

"and your team will be, it's just maybe because of how we act they know it's not fake?" i mumble, rubbing the back of his neck, as he shuts his eyes.

"hmm maybe." he hums, snaking his hands around my waist. "you're the best anya."

i blush, pecking his lips. "you're better." i mumble against his rose coloured lips. his caramel eyes sparkle, as his face heats up. capturing my lips with his, shawn picks me up slightly off the floor, so i'm above him, and our foreheads touching as we kiss.

"thank you for making me feel better." he whispers, putting me down and tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. "really anya, it made my day."

"it's okay, no need to thank me." i smile. "just can we stay in the state we are, not despising each other and not in a fake relationship?"

"you want this thing to last?" he asks, a shimmer in his eyes.

i nod, as shawn connects our lips together, kissing me passionately.

"i want this to last." i mumble against his lips, kissing back with added force. he runs his tongue over my bottom lip and i part my lips slightly, allowing him to attack my tongue with his. i bite down on his lower lip slightly, playing with his brown curls of hair, running my hands through his quid. he pulls away, a bright smile painted on his lips.

"we have a press party to attend to tonight, it would do me great honour if you were to be my date." shawn poshly asks me, as i giggle, rolling my eyes.

"of course." i laugh, pecking his red cheeks. "now can we go back inside? i'm cold and hungry."

"anything you want cuddlebug." he pecks my cheek and we link hands, walking back into the hotel and seeing everyone still at the breakfast table, but a certain brunette sitting there too.

"camila?" shawn gasps, smiling widely and letting go of my hand to hug her. "oh my god what are you doing here? i thought you were touring?"

"we are, but we decided to stop over in london, and surprisingly we are staying in the same hotel." she laughs, hugging him back. "how have you been canada?"

they talk for the entire breakfast, and i can't help to feel mad that shawn didn't mention me as his girlfriend, or even introduce camila and i to one another. what made me even madder was he went off with camila somewhere after breakfast, and left me without any kisses or hugs or even saying bye.

we just got together, i really shouldn't be feeling this jealous, plus he's dating me right?

i hope so.
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guess who's going to the tate which is next to shawns hotel today?