DADJU - Bob Marley, Maître Gims - Bella, Maître Gims - Est-ce- que tu m'aimes, Maître Gims - Tout donner.

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Picture: Ludovic (You'll know who it is when you read this chapter.)

(Quick question: Do you guys actually look up the songs I listen to while writing?)

Shawn's POV

I really don't want to hurt her, I really don't. But it's kind of inevitable. Beth looks at me and brushes her lips against mine, before letting go of my body. She grabs her bra and puts it on underneath the hoodie.

'I need to tell you something.' I grab her hand.

The rubber band holding her hair together snaps and her hair falls down, onto her shoulder. That's a great start... even the rubber band knows what's coming. She looks at me, waiting for me to say something.

'I'm leaving.' I quickly say.

'Cool, where are you going?' She asks with a smile as she takes a bite of a strawberry.

'Canada.' I take a deep breath. 'For the next three weeks... I need to take care of something.'

'I'm a big girl, it's not like I'm going to die while you're in Canada.' She takes this much better than I expected.

'You're not mad?' I'm surprised.

Normally when you leave one day after you had sex with your fresh girlfriend for the first time, that doesn't really sit well with the girls. And I'm leaving for three weeks. How can she not be upset?

Maybe she doesn't like me as much as I thought she did? What if she does like Bakker and she's going to sleep with him while I'm away? No, no, she wouldn't do such a thing.

Elizabeth's POV

I am literally dying inside. The moment Shawn told me he's leaving for three weeks, my heart dropped to the ground. It feels like our relationship just began and he's leaving already? I just try to be cool about it, Zayneb told me that guys don't like clingy girlfriends. If he wants to go to Canada for three weeks, who am I to stop him?

'Bakker said you never skipped one day in the last three years. What about vacation days?'

Oh my god, is he going to ask me to join him on his trip to Canada?

'Yeah, I got three months of vacation saved up over the years.' I laugh.

'Cool, cool.' He responds.

Cool, cool?

'Do you want to go on a road trip with me through Europe when I return from Canada?' He asks with a straight face.

'Yeah sure, I'll have to look through some stuff at work to get that done, but yeah, cool.'

What is with the word "cool" all of a sudden? I am very happy Shawn asked me to go on a road trip with him, even though I'm a little bummed he didn't ask me to come with him to Canada, but that's fine.

I tried my best not to jump from happiness when he asked me on a road trip. I've never been on a road trip!

'What is really on your mind?' He asks, taking a seat across from me.

'You want honesty?' I ask him.

'Always.'

'I think you should go to Canada, I just wonder why you decided to tell me about it now. When are you leaving?'

'Tomorrow morning.'

I look at the sky and groan out of disapproval. This is the moment for Shawn to say: "You know what Beth, if you don't want me to go, I won't." But of course he doesn't say that.

'I'm sorry.' He says, taking my hand in his.

'No, it's fine, just go and do whatever you're going to do. Just come back in one piece.' I run my thumb over his knuckles.

The soft smile on his face scares me. He's worried about something, I can feel it. The sun is shining down on us and blinds me partly.

'Okay, I'm going home, I have an appointment with Lucifer.' I say, taking a bite of another strawberry.

'You have an appointment with your own brother?' He smiles. 'What are you going to do?'

'Dance rehearsal.' I respond.

'I thought you said you couldn't dance.' His eyebrow rises with a smirk.

'I didn't say that... I said, and I quote: "I can't dance to this music." This music.' I put my finger in the air.

'Lawyers.' He rolls his eyes.

'Men.' I roll my eyes too. 'They never listen.' I laugh.

Shawn's eyes trail over my body, to my bear feet.

'Before you go, I've got a pair of sneakers from my little sister, I think that's better than wearing those heels home.' He says when he stands up.

'I am not comfortable with wearing your sisters shoes.' I put my heels on.

'At least you're honest...' He wraps his arms around me and kisses me before walking back inside.

I follow him down the stairs and he insists on walking me to my car. The dress I wore yesterday is completely wrinkled, and I just shove it in my purse, before leaving Shawn's building.

Shawn grabs my hand, and I suddenly don't feel comfortable holding his hand in public, I don't really know why.

'Is everything okay?' He asks when I let go of his hand.

'Yeah, I just need to grab something.' I lie.

The car keys are somewhere in my purse and I search for them to make my lie the truth. When I find them I'm happy to see my car standing in the same spot as yesterday.

'Oh for fuck sake!' I scream when I see a big line carved on the door of my car.

This is the reason why I hate Amsterdam, I don't get why people want to visit Amsterdam, let alone live here.

'What happened?' Shawn asks, standing behind me.

'Look at this shit.' I point at the big scratch.

'I'll pay for it.' He says, looking at the damage.

'That's not the problem. I can pay for it, I just want to kick the person who did this in the face.' I touch the door and curse again.

That's going to be expensive. I worked my butt off to be able to buy this car, and I always took care of it. One fucking day in Amsterdam and someone ruins it. What did I ever do to them?

'No, you were visiting me, so I'll pay for the damage.'

'No, Mendes. It's my car, my responsibility, and I'll pay for it.' I open the door. 'If you want to do something for me, find out who did it.' I kiss him before getting in the car.

'I can get that done.' He says with a smile.

I start my engine and it makes a roaring sound. I step on the gas pedal and it makes that sound again.

'Show off.' Shawn mouths at the side of the street.

'A girl's gotta have something, right?' I say with an American accent when I open my window.

He waves when I take off.

It's hell, leaving Amsterdam. There are fucking people walking everywhere, I even considered running over a couple of them for a moment, but decide against it.

I turn on some music and listen to a couple of new songs I just downloaded.

'I've been hurt before and that's why I close the door! Scared of the dark and broken hearts... I got phobias.' I sing while driving on the highway. 'I can't let you in 'cause I'm crawling in my skin. Oh, I've been scarred by broken hearts... I got phobias.' I wave at a truck driver, driving past me.

The truck driver waves back and honks at me with a big smile. When did I get this happy all of a sudden? My car is scratched and Shawn is leaving tomorrow, I should be crying.

I drive past the car garage close to my house and ask how much it would cost to fix the damage. The price isn't as high as I expected it to be.

'It be finish next week.' The dutch guy says in poor English.

'Okay, thank you. I'll see you next week then.' I hand him my car keys.

The streets are packed with people as I walk home. It's saturday morning and a lot of families are visiting the city with their children.

Children, they're cute, but a pain in the ass. Do I want children? I never really asked myself that, because I never thought I would be in a position that it would actually be possible, someday, in the future.

Do I want children with Shawn? No. Yes. No. I don't know. Is there a future for us together? Or is it just all nice and good now and will it end within a couple of months?

'Elizabeth!' Lucifer screams my name from the other side of the street.

He walks to me, and when I see his three best friends with him I want to run. Why did he invite them for god sake?

I turn around and consider walking away, acting like I didn't hear him. But he looks me in the eyes and he knows I saw him.

I used to have a crush on his fucking hot friend Ludovic when my ex-best friend introduced me to him a couple of years ago in Scotland. After that Lucifer and Ludovic became friends. If Lucifer only knew what happened between us...

And here I am, standing in oversized clothes from my boyfriend, who's about to leave the country.

'What the fuck are you wearing?' Lucifer says, touching Shawn's hoodie.

'Clothes.' I roll my eyes.

'Liz!' Ludovic hugs me. I softly push him away.

'No.' I shake my head and brush over the hoodie, removing the imaginary dirt of Ludovic's body.

Lucifer's other two friends just look at me and shake my hand real quick. I always remember them as the "silent brothers". They never talk, I don't even know if they're brothers. I've never heard what their voices sound like, but to be honest, I don't really care.

'Stop staring at my fucking sister.' Lucifer sounds angry.

'I haven't seen her for so long... She's a woman now.' Ludovic says.

'Doesn't mean you're allowed to stare.' Lucifer says again.

Lucifer and Ludovic, their names sound like they're straight from a fairy tale. "Lucifer and Ludovic on adventure together" I laugh at my own thoughts.

Ludovic only got better looking over the years. He gained some weight and muscles, he also got taller. He has brown hair, with sea blue eyes. His hair is longer than it used to be and he even has a beard now. Wow, time has flown by, but damn, he's still as hot as I remember. Too bad it all has a nasty aftertaste.

'What are they doing here?' I ask, facing Lucifer.

'For the dance rehearsal.' He acts like I already knew that.

'Do you expect me to learn three dickwads... - no offense -' I look at Ludovic and the silent brothers. 'How to dance on a Michael Jackson song?' I say with a high pitched voice to Lucifer.

'This three dickwads...' He points at his three friends. '...went to the same dance school as us, so they can do...' He searches for a word. '...something.'

'Jesus fucking Christ.' I whisper. I rub my temples. 'Okay then... follow me.'

Walking back home feels like forever. I hear Lucifer and Ludovic laugh about a couple of dumb jokes they tell each other.

'What are you doing?' Lucifer asks when I open the door of my apartment, but don't enter it.

'I'm calling dad. I haven't spoken to him in a couple of days.' I dial his number.

'I'm getting something to eat.' Lucifer goes inside.

Ludovic's eyes scan my body and he smirks before following Lucifer inside. Gross. I only like Shawn smirking and scanning my body like that.

'Look who decided to call.' My dad says when he picks up the phone.

'You could've called me too, you know?' I laugh.

'Nah...' He laughs.

'How are you, and Sheila?' I ask him, leaning against the wall.

'Fine, we're getting married I think.' He says without any excitement in his voice.

'You think? Dad, I think you should know if you're getting married to Sheila.'

He laughs.

'Potato-potahto.'

'Jeez dad. Find out if you're getting married or not!' I laugh. 'Anyway, just wanted to check how you were doing Did that. I love you.' I say.

'Yeah, love you too. T-T-Y-L.' He says.

'Did you really just say T-T-Y-L?' I burst out in laughter.

'Yes, it means "talk to you later", Adriana always messages that to her friends.' My dad says.

'Exactly, messages... You can't just say T-T-Y-L, that's weird.' I laugh.

'Fuck off Liz.' My dad hangs up the phone.

Strange man, but love him to bits.

I walk into my apartment and see the guys moving my furniture around, making space to dance. Lucifer pushes my couch against the wall. The picture on the wall almost falls to the ground.

It's my favourite picture of mum.

'Hey! Look out man. If that picture fell, I would've thrown you off of this building.' I scream dropping my bag onto the ground.

'Than you would've got another dead family member.' Ludovic says.

'Hey!' Lucifer and I both say at the same time.

'Watch your mouth.' I warn Ludovic.

I can't remember him being such a dick. He was way nicer when we were younger. He got arrogant or something, and I don't like it.

'My apologies.' Ludovic says to both of us, taking his leather jacket off.

'It's okay.' Lucifer answers for both of us.

I walk to my room and look in the mirror. Should I just keep Shawn's clothes on? They're comfortable and if Ludovic asks about them I can tell him Shawn Mendes is my boyfriend.

Yeah, I'm just going to leave them on.

'Okay. I finally found out how my surround sound system works.' I connect my phone to the speakers.

I show the guys the video on YouTube so they know what I'm going to teach them. It looks a lot like the dance I already performed on stage once, but different. I roll my sleeves up before starting the music.

'I got the number of a girl named Susie.' I hear Ludovic say.

'Player.' I whisper under my breath.

Hours pass and it feels like they haven't learned anything.

'How fucking hard is it to snap your fucking fingers at the same fucking time when you're fucking walking?!' I snap.

'Jeez. Calm down.' Lucifer says.

One week, I have one week to learn them this shit and within three hours I'm already pissed off.

We start again and this time we finally get somewhere. They know the first seven moves of the dance and it relaxes my nerves a little bit. Fucking Lucifer with his fucking students.

'We're going to rehearse every evening until the performance. And Lucifer, if you ever call me a shitty sister again I'm going to sue you, am I clear?' I tell them when they're leaving my apartment.

'Thanks sis.' Lucifer laughs and gives me a kiss on my head before leaving.

'I'll take care of the hats.' One of the silent brothers says.

'Oh my god, it talks!' The words escape my mouth.

'Thank you for your patience Elizabeth.' He politely says before shaking my hand again.

The smile on my face is the fakest thing everyone has ever seen. Everyone leaves but I see Ludovic still leaning against the wall when I almost close the door in his face.

'The elevator is that way...' I point down the hall.

'I know... just wanted to catch up.'

'Ludovic Ryder Evans wants to catch up...' I cross my arms. 'To be honest, I'm not really in the mood of catching up.' I tell him.

'Come on, I'll be leaving for Scotland in two weeks. I'll probably never see you again, plus, I want to apologise.'

'Yeah sure thing. All forgiven and forgotten. Good night.' I close the door in his face.

If there's one thing I don't want to talk about, or even think about, it's that.

'Come on Liz, just one minute. Give me one minute.' He asks through the door.

I open the door with a sigh. What the hell does he want from me?!

My phone in my pocket rings, and I've never been this relieved in my life. I look at my screen and Shawn's picture is spread across it. Since when does it show a picture when he calls? He must have put it there. I put my finger in the air to stop Ludovic from talking.

'Hey.' I turn around, forgetting Ludovic is standing in the doorway.

'Hey Beth.' His voice is deep.

I close my eyes when I hear his voice. The sound of it just makes me happy to my core.

'What are you doing?' He asks.

'Nothing special.' I respond.

Ludovic clears his throat behind me and the image of choking him to death flashes through my mind. And of course Shawn heard him.

'Is your brother still there?' He asks.

'No, it's Ludovic... Ryder.' I say swallowing hard.

I hate lying and I already lied to Shawn a couple of times. I surely don't want to make a habit of it, so I just try to be as honest as possible.

'What is he doing there, with you?' He's irritated, I hear it in his voice.

'Lucifer took some of his friends with him for the dance rehearsal... he's one of his friends.' I explain. Ludovic can hear everything I say to Shawn, but really, I don't give a shit.

'How can Lucifer still be friends with him? Let me guess He doesn't know he ruined your virginity?' Shawn says.

'No... he doesn't, and I want to keep it that way.' I tell Shawn.

'Tell him to leave. Your boyfriend is coming over.' I hear the smile in his voice.

'You really don't have to come over, you're leaving tomorrow morning.'

'I don't really fucking care.' He hangs up the phone.

With a big smile on my face I turn to Ludovic. He's still standing in the doorway.

'Well...' I play with the phone in my hand. 'You need to go, my boyfriend is coming over.'

'Elizabeth McCullen has a boyfriend?' He's surprised.

'I do. Yes.' I put my hand on the door.

'Fuck, okay, I'll see you tomorrow again anyway. Your boyfriend will be gone by then right?'

'What's that supposed to mean?

'I want you, and I know you want me too. I admire your respect for your boyfriend while he's in the country, but if he's gone we can fuck around...' He says without shame.

'I beg your pardon?!' I'm shocked by his words. 'I'm going to sue you.' I say before throwing the door in his face.

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