It was 5.15 and I was still waiting outside work for Shawn. I'm starting to get impatient and the familiar feeling of disappointment washes through me like a wave. I begin to walk down the streets full of people towards the diner where I had originally planned to meet Blake and Nadia.

I hear a car honk but i ignore it and keep walking, then I hear my name being called from the street. "Avery" i hear and turn around. I see Shawn pull up on the pathway and motions for me to come over.  "Not so good with punctuality it seems" i say getting into his car.   "I'm so sorry, a group of fans stopped me outside the studio and i lost track of time" he apologises softly. "That's okay" i tell him, "you're here now". He simply smiles at me and turns up the radio. The chain by Fleetwood Mac was playing and we begin to discuss how much we both love the song. After 10 minutes of small talk we sat in a comfortable silence. I stare out the window as we drive through Toronto. I truly adored this city, despite being full of home sickness. "So you're back in the studio then?" i ask Shawn. I knew his tour had finished 6 months ago which means a new album is in the works. "yeah, i had a bit of writers block since tour finished but i had a crazy wave of inspiration and idea, it may take a bit longer but i think i might be in the midst of making the album I've always wished to make" he tells me. I can see his love and passion for music in his eyes. "that's great, what was your inspiration?" as i ask him this a small smile creeps onto his perfectly sculpted face. " I can't tell you just yet", i nod in response to this. "Wouldn't want you posting it on your fan account" he jokes with a sly smirk.  "hey" i smack him lightly, "i do not have a fan account" i let out a laugh.                                         "Oh yeah?" he raises an eyebrow,"so you wouldn't mind me having a look through your twitter?" my face burns with the suggestion, my tweets weren't weird by any means but i don't think id want him to see them regardless. "i was just being supportive" i say in my own defence. "You know I'm only kidding with you" he says while pulling the car over outside what i think is his place. "I actually think it's sweet how supportive you've been" he places his hand on my leg causing my body to relax.  I give him a reassuring smile and hop out of the jeep.

As we enter the condo Shawn tells me that he had planned on taking me to an Italian restaurant for "the best pizza in Toronto", but says he's tired after a long day at the studio. I didn't mind, I was pretty tired myself so we decided to sit on his couch and binge watch 'How I Met Your Mother' and order in. The conversation with Shawn flows so well, and surprisingly the feeling of 'what the fuck I'm with Shawn Mendes' has gone. I feel like I've known him for years, which I guess I sort of have, I just feel so comfortable with him.       "
"one more episode?" he asks me and i check the time on my phone, when i check my phone i see 7 missed calls from Nadia and the fact it is 1.18 am. "shit, I've missed 7 calls from Nadia", as i say this a text comes through.     'I'm staying at Blake's tonight, forgot to leave a key out so use yours xxx'. I reach for my bag and search for my keys but they're nowhere to be found. "Shawn i really hate asking but Nadia is gone back to Blake's and I've no key to get into the apartment, would you mind if I stayed here if that's okay?"
"yeah that's fine, let me go grab you some sweats and a hoodie" he says with a smile which I return.

I put on the clothes Shawn gave me, which were super cosy and we sat on the couch just talking about everything and anything.  "so have you been enjoying your summer?" he asks holding eye contact with every word. "i mean yeah i guess, I get super home sick though. I thought i would be fine but Nadia and I rarely see one another as our work times over lap and now she's met Blake and I'm happy for her but i don't know"
"You feel lonely?" he says apologetically. I break eye contact once again.                                   "Yeah" i say looking at the floor. Shawn lets out a gentle laugh and takes a drink of water.      "You find it hard to keep eye contact" ah shit. Now i feel awkward.                                                      "Yeah sorry if I seem rude"
"you don't" he assures me. "i find it funny, we can work on it" he says and we both laugh.          "Do those stairs lead to a balcony?" i ask pointing tot he black stairs outside the large window. He nods and tells me to follow him. When we reach the top of the stairs I'm confused as there is nowhere to go but a rooftop. "let's sit on the edge"
"No thanks i'd rather not die" i say with utter fear making him laugh.                                             "C'mon, I do this all the time" he pleads,"trust me" he says softening his gaze. So I do, I trust him, not letting my anxious side get to me, I sit with him on the rooftop.                                            "this is so pretty" i say and says hums in agreement. We sit in a silence but i feel his gaze on me. I turn and look at him and he looks away, so i do the same. Then i feel he eyes back on me. "do i have something on me?" i question him. He says no but remains his eyes on me. I meet his gaze and feel myself getting lost in his hazel eyes. I feel him leaning in and I the same. Suddenly he plants his lips on mine. The kiss was gentle and sweet but full of passion and starvation. When i pull away we both smile. "see" he says, his forehead against mine, "the power of eye contact".