Chapter 3; meeting Shawn

Eva...

I take a deep breath and step out of the car, thanking the driver as I do so. It felt as though with every step i take my heart beats ten times faster. (a/n: please have mercy on me take it easy on my heart 😉)
Of course Andrew nervously tapping his foot didn't help, unless you want to count the fact that it made me more uneasy. At this rate, I probably have a heart attack before I even got to meet Shawn.
On the bright side I didn't have to talk to him until dinner, I simply had to go up to my room and get dressed for our first meal together as a tour team, or whatever you wanted to call us.
After checking in and collecting my key for room 309 I head towards the lift, dragging my luggage behind me.

Shawn...

I look down at my phone, scrolling through Instagram and looking at people's snapchat stories. I've only left home for my tour a week ago, but I miss it already. I love my job and my fans but it is all so intense at times, with all the interviews, photoshoots and then of course meeting all my amazing fans who made this possible for me, I just don't get was much time as I used to for all the people I care about at home, and I just always wan to be there for them. All I'm saying is that it can sometimes all get a little too much and it gets lonely when there's no one to talk to. I bury my face in my hands, taking it all in, at the moment everything is just so crazy. I suppose I shouldn't see it in a negative way, I am living my dream after all, and not everyone gets these opportunities. Sighing, I sit there for a while just thinking until I hear my hotel door being opened, I turn around so I am facing it, revealing a gorgeous-wait what? Why did I even think that?
Suddenly without knowing why anger bubbles up inside me, and I begrudgingly get up and walk to the door...

Eva...

Finally, I am stood outside me hotel room, some fans found me and wanted pictures and of course I would never say no to them! I walk into my room only to be greeted by the sight of a tall guy, around about the same age as me. He looked extremely familiar, but why was he in my hotel room?! A look of confusion momentarily passes his face, but goes just as quickly as it came. Getting up from where he was sat he walks over to me.
"Um, what are you doing here?" He says in a hushed tone, seeming as if he's trying to contain anger. Who does this guy think he is?
"This is my room, what are you doing here?" I reply back.
"Look, hunny, that trick doesn't work on me. Trust me fans have tried it before. If you just wanted to get something signed or wanted a picture of whatever you could have just asked or waited with everyone else outside."
Then it hit me, he was Shawn, how could I not have realised before?
"Ok first of all, don't call me that and second of all I don't want a picture with you or you're autograph, this is MY hotel room!"
"Ok whatever you say pumpkin, and sure you do otherwise you wouldn't be here, let me go find a pen then you can go."
"Oh. My. God. You are so full of yourself!" I mutter knowing he can't hear or see me, I then grab my phone out and call Andrew, when he finally answers I tell him to come up to whoever's room it is, so we can actually sort this out for once and for all.

Eventually, Andrew turns up jogging down the corridor,
"What's up?" he asks
"He's whats up" I answer gesturing towards Shawn.
"Andrew, it's not my fault! She just came up here to my room, pretending it's actually her's, and now she won't go." Shawn interjects.
"No-one asked for your input." I spit out
"No-one asked for your presence, but I guess we can't all get what we want." he shot back
Before I could reply, Andrew interjected by looking up from his phone "It seems as though we double booked you two, and the hotel has no more rooms left, looks like you're going to have to share."
"There's is no way I am sharing with that!" Shawn and I say at the same time.
"Come on guys, it's just one night, we're heading to our cabin tomorrow and you'll both have your own room by then. Everyone else is having to share as well and the sofa turns into a bed. Just one night, no more arguments either of you."
And then before we did even get a chance to argue he left, with me stood in the hallway and Shawn blocking the only entrance to the room,
"You going to move or...?"
"You going to tell me why you're actually here and know Andrew or...?" he says copying me but with his own question.

"I'm part of your tour you idiot, I'm the opening act. Andrew's my manager as well as yours."
"Oh-um," he steps aside letting me in to our room, ugh I hated the sound of that "I didn't even want an opening act."
"Well, sucks to be you Shawn."
I quickly get my phone out and text my family, which yes did include Noah, and told them all that I had arrived and would talk to them properly later once we had finished our dinner. When I look back up Shawn was also on his phone, his face scrunched up concentrating on something. I decide to change out of my travelling outfit into something more casual, as tracksuit bottoms probably were not appropriate for a meal out, and I also wanted to make a good first impression on everyone. After all I would be spending the next couple of months with them.

Not too long after, I was changed and came out to see that Shawn was ready also. He must have seen that I was confuse and whilst he had his back turned to me he gave me an explanation,
"You were taking ages, so I just got changed out here, I didn't want to be late because of you." Normally I would have understood, but with the way Shawn said it with such hatred towards me only made me start to dislike him a lot more.
Storming out of the room, I head downstairs, greeted by Andrew and a yellow cab. Seemed as though everyone had already gone and it was only Shawn, Andrew and I left.
I take a seat as does Andrew and a few moments later Shawn swiftly slid in (that alliteration though ;)) and we set off. Let me tell you one thing, the whole journey... it was awkward. None of us spoke, the only noise to be head was either the rare cough or the busy streets of New York.
In Andrews defence he did try to make conversation with Shawn but in return he only got short answers of "yes" or "no", and if he was lucky the occasional "maybe, I don't know." And before he could switch to me we had arrived. Thank goodness!

This was the moment where I met everyone I would be touring with...

Guys, I'm really sorry I wanted to update for Christmas🎄 but I couldn't bc:
A- my laptop deleted everything I had written and
B- I didn't have much time over the weekend as we had family over and stuff.
So I'm sorry I didn't update sooner and that the end was kinda a weird cliffhanger. On the bright side I wrote from Shawns POV?!
Hope you guys liked this chapter, vote and comment if you want to! Love you all❤ and I hope you all had an amazing Christmas and got what you wanted!
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Ps- not edited so sorry for any mistakes.