When the plane landed I was more sad than happy.
Yes sure I was finally in America, my dream destination.
But still, the thought of never seeing Shawn again made my stomach twist in discomfort.
"So,", he started after security and after my which felt like three hours of visa checkups, where he actually waited for me patiently, "can I get your number? I'd hate to lose touch with you."
"Sure.", I said and gave him the number of my american phone.
"Cool. I have to go to the cab station. What about you?", he continued as we stood there in the middle of the crowd with our suitcases and bag-packs.
"Me too. The staff of my school picks me up there."
He nodded and we made our way out of the airport...
Where we were immediately greeted by hundreds of screaming girls. As I put my hands over my ears Shawn grabbed me and led me through the crowd. He apologized to them for not being able to make photos cause he was already late.
At some point there was this gigantic man coming towards us, leading Shawn -and therefore me as well- through the crowd towards the cabs.
As we got out of this crowded mess I let my hands fall off my ears and looked at him. "I knew I've seen you before. You're Shawn Mendes.", I stated and he looked down, "you could've said something."
"Would you have wanted to know me the way you did if you had known?", he mumbled, still not looking at me.

"Propably yes. But now I feel stupid for not having realized sooner. I really like your music.", I said to comfort him and a little smile appeared on his face as he looked into my eyes again.

"SHAWN", a voice sounded over the New York pandemonium and strong arms wrapped around him from behind and lifted him up.

"Brian. Hey man. Long time no see", he said with a smile and hugged the slightly shorter, darkblonde man tightly.

"Who is that cute girl over there. Good job man. Really stepping up your game", he mumbled in Shawns ear, but still audible for everyone around us to hear- including me. I smiled shyly and  turning red I looked down.

Shawn stepped towards me: "Her name is Nathalie. She got a scholarship to AADA here in New York. She was my seat neighbor during the flight", he smirked at Brian, who still eyed me curiously. I let my eyes scan my surroundings. I saw someone wave a sign with my name on it and I waved back. I needed to get out of here as fast as possible. I felt so much attention on me and it was making me dizzy. "Shawn, I'd better go.", I said and looked at him.

"Yah, sure. You don't wanna be late, eh?", he said with a sad look on his face. He gave me a hug, which was awkward, but still nice.

I turned around and walked towards the young woman waving at me. I felt peoples eyes on my back, which bothered me, but knowing who's eyes it were made it less nervewrecking than it usually was.  After loading my stuff in the black Mercedes the woman opened the door for me and I got in. Before closing the door however I turned around and met eyes with Shawn:

"Don't forget to call me"

And the car door closed between us...

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Regina Belle