chapter seventy
fake
[anya rose steinburg]
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i can't help but feel even more in love with shawn than i already am, it just seems that he wants to take things slow, or not build up a love relationship again.

he is an angel. he treats me with so much respect and attention even though we ended so badly, and the fact that i've caused him so much emotional pain over the past few months.

currently, i am sitting in my hotel room, scrolling through whatever crap is on my social media, waiting for shawn to "pick me up" because apparently i can't walk to the main area of the suite.

is this a date? or just a casual dinner with a friend? i glance at the clock on the side of the hotel bed, seeing it's just turned seven, so i sit up, hobbling to the door, opening it, revealing shawn.

"anya rose!" he scolds. "you aren't supposed to be walking."

"i'm fine shawn," i laugh, hopping into the main area of the suite. "see, in perfectly fine."

"alright, alright," he chuckles, guiding me to the table with chinese takeout all over it. "people have said this chinese place is good, i'm not so sure if it is," he says. "if it's shit we can order pizza." he pulls out a chair for me, letting me sit down.

"thank you," i beam, sitting on the dining chair. he smiles, sitting opposite me, and opening up the takeout boxes, revealing rice, sweet and sour chicken, noodles, duck pancakes, spring rolls, steamed dumplings and fortune cookies.

"wow," i say, amazed at the food choice, and the scents emitting from the table. "this looks so good."

"well it doesn't look shit, so that's good." he jokes, making me laugh. "help yourself." he hands me a plate, as i smile, taking it, and helping myself to the food, as he does the same.

"so how's tour been?" i ask him, picking up a pair of chopsticks.

"it's been amazing, arenas every night are insane." he says, his eyes going wide. "every night has been so magical."

"it sounds like you've enjoyed yourself so much," i say softly to him, beginning to eat the food.

"yeah, i have," he laughs. "how have you been? how's uni?"

"it's all been great, and i've been good." i say. "it's nice to be away from the city, it's so much more calm and peaceful."

"how's kelsey, peter and the baby?" he asks, as i smile, gulping down my food.

"they are great, little matt is so adorable it's insane." i chuckle. "they're adapting to having a child with them, so that's good i guess. i mean, they are moving out soon, i think-"

"anya you're rambling." he chuckles at me, as i blush, looking down at my plate.

"sorry," i mumble, my cheeks heating up. "anyway, how's the music and stuff?"

"it's good, it's good!" he says. "yeah album three is still in the process, i'm just trying to get everything perfect, you know?"

"that's nice," i comment, finishing up my meal. "wow shawn, this was so good."

"yeah, i'm pleasantly surprised." he smiles, leaning back in his seat. "do you want a drink or anything?"

"i'd love a beer, to be honest." we both share a laugh, the humour slowly coming to a close. "i'll grab a water."

"are you sure? we can order a few drinks from room service?" he offers, standing up and clearing up the hotel table.

"no, it's fine." i answer, nodding my head. "thank you so much for the meal shawn, really."

"it was nothing." he says sheepishly, putting all the containers in the hotel room bin, and putting the plates in the sink of our suites kitchen. "tonight was nice, spending some time with you."

"it was nice spending some time with you too," i respond. "thanks for taking care of me today, you really didn't have to."

"nonsense, i wanted to." he smiles at me softly, walking over to me and holding out his hand. "come on, i'll help you to the couch." i smile at him, holding onto his hand, as he lifts me up, and helps me limp to the sofas in the suite. i sit down at one of them, putting my leg up on the footrest in front. "do you need anything? an ice pack, back rub, movie to watch?" he asks me, handing me a bottle of water. i chuckle, shaking my head.

"shawn, i'm fine," i tell him. "sit down and relax."

"sorry, sorry," he says nervously, scratching the back of his head. "you know it's only because i care for you."

"i know," i reach out my hand, holding his warmer one in mine. "i know."

"do you want dessert?" he asks me, squeezing my hand gently.

"an ice cream sundae sounds delicious right now." i smile, yawning softly. he lets go of my hand, grabbing his wallet and putting it in the back pocket of his jeans.

"i'll be back in about ten minutes, don't move from there." he tells me, pointing at where i'm sitting, as i chuckle. "see you."

he treats me like a princess even though we aren't even together in technical terms. i'm not even sure he wants to get back together, all i'm sure about is that he still cares for me, but that could be as a friend, and that scares me.
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"one ice cream sundae and a beer for anya!" shawn yells, closing the hotel room door behind him, walking towards me, and putting the things down on the table, handing me one of the two sundaes.

"you are truly amazing," i beam, taking the dessert from his hands, holding it in mine. "and a beer? who did you get that from?"

"geoff bought it for me, for you." he chuckles. "no one let me buy one downstairs."

"thanks shawn," i smile, spooning the ice cream. "tonight's been fun."

"it has." he smiles softly at me, eating some of his ice cream, sitting next to me. "no really, i've really enjoyed today."

"me too." i say gently, putting the sundae down on the coffee table in front of us, and grabbing the now open bottle of beer, gulping some of it down. "this is now unbeatable." he laughs at me. "do you want a sip?"

"no thanks, i'm fine with the ice cream, plus the beer is for you, not me." he says, making me smile, replacing the beer with the sundae again.

we finish them in a comfortable silence, the sound of the metal spoons scraping against the glass bowls. shawn finishes first, putting his bowl down, and leaning his back on the couch, sighing. i finish shortly after him, putting my bowl next to his, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"thank you for tonight shawn," i whisper, sighing.

"come on, lets get you to bed." he says softly to me, rubbing my arm gently, as i nod, lifting my head from his shoulder, whilst he stands up. his hands move under my knees, and he lifts me up, putting his other arm around my shoulders, holding me to his chest, before taking me to my room, leading me to the bathroom.

"brush your teeth." he tells me, handing me my toothbrush and toothpaste. i smile, taking them
and quickly cleaning my teeth and washing my face. shawn lifts me up again after i had finished brushing my teeth, and takes me to my bed, placing me under the covers, tucking me in.

"goodnight, sweet dreams." he hesitates for a second, before bringing his lips to my forehead, pressing a kiss against it. "i'll see you in the morning."

"night shawn, thank you for everything." i yawn, resting my head upon the pillow, sighing. "see you in the morning." i repeat, as he smiles sadly at me, brushing my hairs away from my forehead. he walks away, glancing at me once more, turning off the lights and shutting my room door, leaving me alone.

today was great.
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