- I thought i'd do a little life update since i've been gone for a few weeks..

well, i've been on school camp, and then exams and then well... i meet shawn mendes last week! pretty crazy!! it was purely amazing, and i recommend meeting him at least once in your life because he is so genuine, lovely and of course, a very gorgeous boy. i thought i would do a short story on a meet and greet experience. (this wasn't my experience fyi)

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"Hi!" He said, his sweet Canadian accent ringing through the air.

Emily felt her nerves kick in, her heart began to beat faster than the speed of her thoughts. Her mind felt clouded and distort, being in the presence of her idol. His face lit up with joy as she walked slowly toward him, their eyes holding each other's gaze.

Emily felt the flutter of butterflies in the pit of her stomach as he stared in to her eyes, she felt slightly intimidated by the way he examined her body. The way his eyes fell from the safety of her eyes all the way towards her feet. She bit her lower lip anxiously as he finished his ordeal. She continued to walk toward him before wrapping her arms around his neck, holding his body close to her. She closed her eyes, capturing the moment.

Shawn wrapped his arms around her lower back, feeling the warmth from her skin. Her skin felt like the surface of velvet, soft and smooth. He felt bad that he was thinking these thoughts on such an occasion.

She broke from the hug, noticing the way he struggled to let go of her. Her heart was raging with happiness, he was here.... Just her, no one else.

"How are you?" Emily asked, holding his right hand gently.

"I'm great, you?" He replied.

"Never better." She giggled as she realised she continued to hold his hand.

They both locked eyes before they glanced down toward their hands, their fingers intertwined with each other.

"I, I'm sorry." Emily said, pulling her hand away from his.

"No."

A shock ran through Emily at the sound of his tone, what did he mean no.

Her eyes furrowed on her forehead as a bead of sweat appeared on Shawn's face. He seemed slightly uncomfortable, fixing his shirt nervously with his other hand. His eyes held a speck of pain in them, but she wasn't sure why.

"Did I do someth...?" Emily questioned.

"Please. Let's take a picture." He interrupted, motioning his gaze toward the camera man.

Confused, Emily turned to the camera man, her face stunned with the abrupt change in the once joyous mood. She found the strength to put on a smile, the fakest smile she had ever done. Even her cheeks hurt from how forced the smile appeared.

"Thank you." She said, walking away.

Her hands fell on to her face, distressed from what had happened. 

"Oh my god, I've ruined it." She whispered to herself.

An immense feeling of guilt hung in her mind, she felt terrible. Her one moment to make the best impression and she had completely ruined it. Flashbacks of his negative reaction to them holding hands filtered her every thought. She felt torn.

The idea of crying made her feel worthless to the core.

To cry over just a celebrity crush.

She blinked quickly, shutting the tears from falling down the innocence of her cheeks. Her heart fell heavy in her chest, its pain flooding through her every vain. Her head hung low, in hopes to conceal the disappointment covering her face.

She struggled to make sense of everything, how could something go from so good to so bad in a matter of seconds? She struggled to find answers, amongst the constant thoughts begging for her attention. The crowd of the girls who had already meet Shawn were all together outside, waiting for the Q and A. Her feet lead her to the group, each step pulling her closer to the girls. She caught glimpse of a blonde girl with brown eyes, although something about her appearance seemed awfully familiar to Emily. Perhaps she'd seen her at her cheer competitions?

Emily tilted her head to the left, her eyes alive with curiosity. The unknown girl turned around, revealing her sweet face. Her sweet brown eyes glowed under the window light that seeped through the outside window.

"Charl?" She muttered, walking up to her.

The mystery girl turned around, her familiar face revealing itself.

"Oh my god! Emily! What on earth are you doing here?" She said walking over towards her.

Charl's face glowed with amusement of the sight of Emily. It had been years since she last spoke to her.

The warmth of a hand sparked Emily's attention.

"Shawn?"

Emily nearly choked as she saw Shawn standing behind her, his fingers playing with each other nervously. A rush of embarrassment ran over her, the heat ran to her cheeks causing her face to fall red. Her heart felt torn between embarrassment and confusion but she didn't know which one to believe? Was this all just a dream?

"Shawn?" She slurred.

She felt embarrassed knowing she had an audience surrounding her, she could feel all the eyes drill onto her body, the vicious eyes of judgement and jealously from the girl's faces was impossible to miss. Although she felt so innocent, what made him reach out to her?

"Can I talk to you?" He asked nicely, gesturing to her.

She broke the eye contact with the girls and followed behind him.

"What's your name?" He directly asked.

"Emily, why?" She questioned.

"I just wanted to, uh.. apologise."

Emily felt a jolt of nerves kick in, what on earth was going on?

"For what?" She muttered silently.

"I was rude to you before, I cut you off and let you go just like that."

She broke out a laugh, as she held her gaze with his.

"... and I saw you let out a few tears as you were walking away."

Shocked, Emily tried to calm herself. Trying to focus on her breathing but nothing seemed to work, especially around Shawn.

"I'm so embarrassed?" She said.

"Honey, don't be... it was all me."

She felt better knowing he felt for her, in some form or another.

Before she could even begin to process everything she saw him leaning in, his arms out beckoning for a hug.

She did not refuse as she threw herself into his embrace, smiling to herself as she nestled her face into his chest.