HI GUYS SO IM HAPPY BECAUSE I NOW KNOW HOW TO FINGRPICK ON THE UKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alyssa p.o. v\

I am currently laying down in this uncomfortable bunk in the bus. Shawn is sleeping across from me. John and ian are currently coming back from walgreens. They went to get shawns meds but they wont be ready till 2 months. I have been told to take care of that stupid boy. 

I get up and go to the "kitchen" to get a snack. As i make my way over to the counter i hear something move from behind me. great. 

i turn and see a sleepy looking snobby teenager sitting in his bed. 

"hey"i say getting annoyed.

"hey"he smiles at me. f-boy much?

"are you hungry?"i ask looking at him. he nods his  head no. he yawns and gets out of his bed and sits on the couch.

"im sorry..but where did ian and john go?"i hear him ask as i  poor the milk in my cereal. i grab the bowl and towards the couch and sit down. the other side of him.

"they should be here any moment now. They went to get your pills but they didnt have them."i say taking a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.

"w-what do you mean?"he says with his voice cracking. hahah. 

"i mean that they dont have your pills ready yet. it will take 2 months. So for now they learned a way to try and keep you calm."i say while still eating. 

he nods but i see him look off. he hands were shaking and there was sweat forming. he scrunch up his face and groaned in pain. great. i dont know what to do.

"shawn, look at me"i say taking his hands. he looks at me with tears in his eyes. his chest rising and rising as he struggles to get air. 

"breath okay, dont die "i say calm. he nods and tries to breaths

after a few seconds he finnaly calmed down. "are you okay" i ask. he nods.

"okay bye"i say putting down my food and heading to my bed. i sit down and go on my phone. as i scroll through instagram i get a text from my dad.

daddy: hey hun,how are you? how is shawn?

me: good

i turn my phone off and lay down and put it by my side.i sign and close my eyes. 

i remember my mom had anxiety. 

she used to tell me how it felt.

i mean i feel bad for shawn because no one deserves that but i shouldnt worry. like he worries for me? note the sarcasm.

i suddenly get awaken from my thoughts and hear knocks on the door.

i sign and get out of my bed and go to the tours bus door. as im going i see shawn on his phone smiling. what is he smiling about? proubly his girlfriend. As far as i know they have been dating for a few months. She didnt come on tour with shawn this time become she ''was tired". Her name is vennesa. You could tell shes just using him but hes to blind for that. Hes stupid.

i open the door and see ian and john standing there with food.

yay.

"hey guys",i say to the young men standing in front of me. they nod as i move myself from the door way so they can get in. i close the door behind me and see the in and out sitting on the table and john already eating his. i smile at the food in front of me. 

"wheres shawn?"ian asked to nobody specific. 

i shrug my shoulders cunfused because i saw him less then a minute ago.

"i saw him before you came in"i say honestly not caring at all.

john gets up and makes his way around the bus looking for him.

"what if aliens came and got him?"i hear ian say. really? can boys be any more stupid?

"send him a text"i say being the actually smart one around here. 

"oh...andrew and her are related" ian commented.

i shot him a glare while eating my fry.

he puts his hands up in defense.

"i just sent him a text"john says. i nod and continue eating.

*ding*

we hear coming from the bunks in the middle of the bus.

"its coming from the bunks" ian says. 

john goes and checks where its coming from.

i just continue eating my fries. 

"so where are you from?"i ask ian. he stops what hes doing and looks at me.

"uh..canada"he says flat.

"how did you and shawn meet?"i ask remember seeing shawn excited to see him.

"school"he says smiling.

"coo"i say but getting cut off from john walking in.

"i found his phone,but hes not there"he says with an worried expression on his face.

"but look what he was looking at"he says unlocking the phone.

i honestly could care less.

i take another bite and take a sip of soda

"what the heck"i hear ian say.

what?

"what?"i say 

"look"he says showing me the the phone.

i take the phone and check what their looking at.

the phone shows twitter with comments.

i read the comments out loud. "your lazy eye is so ugly just like the rest of you"(sorry for the chessy comments)

"your voice sounds so whinny...no wonder you dont have a girlfriend" but he does.

i say reading them out loud.

i shrug not feeling anything

"so what? every person gets hate"i say used to the fact the all celebrities get hate.

"yah, but shawns anxiety level is up high right now. he takes it seriously"john says.

shoot

"where do you think he is?" ian asks.

"have you guys checked the bathroom?"i ask.

i look at them and see their eyes go wide. they head there way over to the bathroom and knock on it.

when i left to open the door for john and ian, i remember seeing shawn smiling at his phone. why would he smile at the comments?

"shawn are you in there?"i hear ian yell at the bathroom door.

i sign and finish my fries.

"shawn open up"john says gently to the door hoping the young teen age boy is in there.

"i hear you"i an says making me laugh.

i get up and make my way to my bed. i lay down and go on my phone. 

"SHAWN" i hear john yell giving me a headache.

i hear the door open and i groan.

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shawns p.o.v

"you cant keep on doing this" john says to me.

Earlier this morning i got a text from my mom and then i went on twitter. they werent very nice. i couldnt take it any more and it got me. like yes i know know i have a lazy eye or im tall. it sucks.

"i know its hard"he says. that got me annoyed. The thing is, is that he doesnt know. he doesnt know how my anxiety is at night even with m pills. how it keeps me up at night and eats me alive.

"get your self together"he says. i nod with tears running down my cheeks.

"get dressed were leaving in a few" he says and  i nod.

i get up and see ian still here.

"look man. im here for you" he says getting up and leaving me alone.

why did he leave me?

i get up and wipe the tears off my cheeks and get ready.

We get out of the bus and head towards the building where the interview will be held at. Im honestly not that worried or anxious at all. 

"theres going to be two other artist there too. i think it is camila cabello, uhhhh oh ugh um no actually just her. be nice and friendly"john informs me while smiling at the last thing he said.i nod and turn my back towards them, seeing john holding a few papers and ian and alyssa talking.

"how long is it?"i ask. "an hour"he responds. i nod and walk beside him.

we walk in the studio and see a few people. Like 15 people all with cameras  recording different parts of the room. great. 

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN SHAWN MENDES" the interviewer yells in to the mic standing on the desk. i smile waving to the cameras in front of me well all around me. theres like 5 people with cameras and the other ten are observing and recording. 

"hey, hows it going man?" i say to the freakishly old man thats coming in for a hug . i return back.

"i-im getting old"he says laughing. Which makes the whole room burst up.

"your not that old"i say joking back. 

"okay..in 5-4-3-2-1 CAMILA CABELLO" he yells in to the mic once again making my head hurt.

i hear loud claps just as i heard when they called my name. i shockily jolt up from my slouch and turn to see camila standing there smiling. i honestly dont know her. it sucks. i look down trying not to make human interaction with anybody except for john and ian who are now in a separate room from this room but still in the room behind a glass wall. ian is on his phone and john and alyssa are talking. . i just dont know her. she hates me and thinks she knows me. but she doesnt, 

"hello? earth to shawn?" i hear a voice call out. i snap  my head and see camila already sitting and the interviewer staring at me. 

"w-what happend? im sorry"i say looking at them. 

"oh, its fine. we asked you if you know camila?:he asked. i swollow the salivia in my mouth and nod yes as i take a seat.

"u-um. i dont know her know her. but we went on tour together"i say looking at the smiling girl across from me.

"yeah, the austin mahone tour" she says looking at the interview.

i nod in agreement "wow" the interviewer says to us.

i look at the glass wall. ian is talking with john now and alyssa is on the phone with somebody. maybe andrew.

i put my focus back to the interview and listein to the convosation.

"no, i dont know how to play" camila says. 

"maybe shawn could teach you" he says refearing to how camila doesnt know how to play the gutair.

they both look at me. "uh, sure why not" i respond. i look at her and she smiles so big. "really?" she asks. "uh..i honestly dont know"i say laughing. following with their laughter.

"so. we have here that camila your coming out with a single?"he asks. she nods and explains the inspiration to it and blah blah. im just really tired.

"good bye. thank you for having me man'' i say leaving the room.