i'll show you, how we're supposed to meet, at orion's belt - Sabrina Claudio, Orion's Belt
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after shawn had announced arias age, he completely locked his phone away from him, along with arias. the two of them sat in the hotel room, laying around, enjoying the time they have together, since aria will be back at school in the next three days, and shawn will be back to work.

"you think we should check our phones?" aria asks nervously, running her hands through shawns hair, as he lies, his head on her lap.

"leave it for another couple days," he mumbles, sitting up. "i'm gonna order a beer, do you want anything?"

"can we get some champagne instead?"

"champagne? at this time?" he chuckles, making aria shrug. "alright, let me order two glasses."

"love you," she grins, falling back onto the bed, stretching out over the white sheets.

"hi yes, can i have two flutes of dom perignon, please?" shawn asks over the room service line. "yes please, yes, room 527, thank you so much, have a good day," shawn comes back to the bed, lying back down next to aria, spooning her smaller body. "we have to go out at 7."

"what are we eating?"

"i think korean barbecue," shawn hums, as aria settles next to him, tracing the swallow bird on the back of his hand, making shivers run up his back.

"i want a tattoo," she says randomly, making shawn smile.

"yeah? i'll hook you up with my tattoo artist," he says softly. "i'll get you one for your 18th."

"really?" she asks hopefully, as shawn nods. "i want a glyphs."

"what's that?"

"it's a tiny triangle, with a line through it, and it's a greek elemental symbol, which kind of says to explore, so throughout life you can't really ever stop exploring," she says softly, as shawn looks at the intellect in awe. "i've been thinking about it for a while now, and that's what i want."

"i'll get you that, then," he says, kissing the temple of her head gently.

the knock at their door snaps both of them out of their phase of contentment, making the two of them sigh simultaneously, before shawn gets up to answer the door, bringing the champagne in, and tipping the worker with a ten dollar bill.

"champagne, for the lady," shawn says, handing aria the flute of champagne, as she thanks him, smiling gently.

"let's go to france," aria says randomly, sitting up, and taking a sip of her champagne.

"france?"

"france," she confirms. "let's go to the french riviera in summer, and wine and dine on french delicacies, indulge in the sun culture, get tanned, speak and develop our french, come on shawn, let's do it."

"when do you wanna go?"

"can we go for your birthday?" she asks, as he ponders for a few moments.

"i don't see why we can't," he shrugs, finishing his champagne in a shot. "let's do it. let's go to france. let's go."

"okay, let's go," aria says, finishing off her champagne with a grin. "so, how long do we have till dinner?"

"twenty minutes," shawn answers, looking at his watch. "why?"

"perfect time for a quickie," she smirks, straddling his waist, and pushing him down onto the bed, before planting her lips onto his, kissing him with force.

shawn smiled under her lips, and pulled her closer, never wanting this moment to end. he was in love.
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"aria," his words are like pure sugar in her ears, she literally melts when he utters her name, her emotions completely overtaking her, making her feel so, truly, overwhelmed by her infatuation with shawn. "come on, let me drive you somewhere."

"mhm," she hums, clutching onto his hand, as they say their woozy goodbyes to the crew, shawn thanking his band for their performance at the award show, and briefly talking to andrew about releasing arias age. "shawn?"

"yeah, darling?"

"where are we going?" she asks quietly, sliding into the passenger seat of shawns rented car, placing her bag down at her feet.

"up to the studio," he answers.

"malibu?" she questions, her eyes wide. "we're gonna drive to malibu? now? shawn it's like midnight!"

"shh," he chuckles, reaching for her hand. "i have a surprise up there, so sleep for a little while if you want to, because we'll be staying up."

"okay," she yawns, nestling her head against the seat, and shutting her eyes; not completely falling asleep, but definitely falling out of consciousness.

shawns mind races, his head going completely crazy as he drives along the empty roads up to the studio. he had to make this night perfect, he knew he had to. it was a strange night; one you expect near the end of something, perhaps near the end of this stage of their relationship, and opening up the next part, the more exciting part, well, he hoped so to say the least.

it was the end of this part. he knew it was.

a few moments passed, and shawn woke aria up from her daze, the two of them arriving at the studio, clambering out of the car, and walking inside the space, heading straight out to the garden area, where shawn has set up a blanket, under the stars; simply just a blanket.

"aria," shawn says gently, clasping her wrist in his hand, pulling her to his chest, cupping her cheek softly. "i love you."

"shawn, you're scaring me," she says nervously, biting down on her lower lip. "what's going on?"

"we're going stargazing, and watching the sunrise," he says, ignoring her question indirectly, pulling her to the blanket, the two of them laying down side by side, their hands joint between them.

"shawn, seriously, what's going on?" she sits up, looking down at him. he sighs, resting his head on his arm, looking straight forward.

"aria, everything's about to change, i can feel it," he says softly. "i just wanted you to know that."

something clicks in her, and a frown finds its way onto her face, as she settles down next to shawn again, her head resting against his bicep, as he sighs softly, removing his arm, and wrapping it around her instead.

"i feel as though something's going to happen," he says sadly. "i don't know, i just needed you to know, so if something does happen, we can move forward. aria, i fucking love you, and i don't-i don't want to change anything."

"i don't get it," she says, sitting up from shawns grasp. "why does everything go wrong for us? why can't we just be a normal couple, and be together, with no troubles? why do people hate us? why do you need to lie about my age? why?"

"aria," he tells her gently, grasping onto her hand. "i love you."

"stop! you literally just said something's gonna change, and now you're saying that you love me? what the fuck is up with you?" she bursts, as shawn sighs again, looking away.

"apparently the internet hates us together, well, the majority," he says to her, staying calm, and sitting up. "it's because of your age, if i continued to lie about it, they wouldn't care, but since i put out that video, they hate the age gap between us, and that i'm dating a minor, even with parental consent. why can't you just be older?"

she gasps softly, before raising her hand to slap his cheek. "fuck you!" she yells, her emotions getting the better of her. "fuck you!"

"oh come on aria, you know i didn't mean it," he starts, as she rolls her eyes.

"take me back to the hotel." she says firmly, looking away from him, and his stinging cheek. "now, shawn."

"aria-"

"take me back," she seethes, gritting her teeth together. "now."
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"are you sure you want to go back home today?" shawn asks her gently in the airport, as she sighs softly, nodding, and folding her arms.

"yeah, i should," she says, making him frown. "i've missed my mum, i wanna see her."

"okay," he says. "aria i'm sorry, i didn't mean it," he sighs softly, as she bites her lower lip, cupping his cheek.

"i'll see you soon, yeah?" she whispers. "i love you."

"god, aria," he mumbles, crushing her in a hug. "i'm so sorry, i love you." he tucks his head into her neck, as the two of them stand there, holding each other, sorry for the last day, and apologising to each other in their own way. "i'm so sorry."

"shh," she says quietly to him, kissing his cheek softly. "shawn," she sighs, as he pulls his head away from her neck.

"i was being stupid, and annoyed at the fact people hate us together, and i-"

"shh," she says again, cupping his cheeks. "i love you, okay?" she tells him, after leaning forward, and pressing her lips onto his for a few brief seconds, before pulling away, and escaping from his grasp. "i'll see you later."

"i love you, darling," he croaks, his eyes filling with tears of regret. aria shoots a sad smile out, before holding onto her bags, and walking away from shawn, heading back home.