{emma pov}

"You can stay for the show," I offer, "I can get you a front row seat!"

"Really? Emma, that would be amazing!" Liv gushes.

"Yeah of course!"

Shawn comes into the room. "We're leaving now," he says bluntly.

"Okay thanks," Hey, at least he said something to me.

✦

"You should come back home," I frown, after the show ends.

"You know I can't, as much as I really want to, plus, I have a life here now," Liv confesses.

"Well it was so nice to see you," I smile, "Promise me we'll visit again soon?"

"I promise," she smiles. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," I hug her.

"Bye, Emma,"

"Bye Liv!"

And she walks out of the building. It was so nice to see her. She's so sweet and kind, and seeing her again gave me major nostalgia. To be honest I didn't remember what it was like having her around. Not that Rachel is boring, but compared to when Liv was still around, life had been boring without her. She always made things a lot more interesting.

✦

I go back to the hotel and flop onto my bed. I pull out my book and start reading. I am currently reading The Siren, and it is amazing so far! Reading always helps me to clear my head.

I hear the door open, indicating that Shawn has come back. After a few minutes, he comes into the room and sits on my bed while I'm reading. He sits there for awhile and I start to get a bit uncomfortable. I look over and he has his head in his hands.

"Hey," I give him a soft smile.

"Hey," he replies, and there is a short pause before he says, "I've been trying to figure out how to say this to you, but I'll get straight to the point. I'm sorry. I've been acting like a jerk."

"Just a little," I laugh.

"I should've actually listened to you and thought that maybe it actually wasn't your fault. And ignoring you today was completely unacceptable. I'm sorry. But what I saw was you kissing him, and I just came to conclusions too quickly, I guess, before I knew the real story," He runs a hand through his hair, clearly stressed about this.

"It's okay," I smile.

"Can you please explain what really happened that night?"

I take his hand in mine. His hand is so much bigger than my tiny one. "I was just calming myself down before the performance, going over the song and playing it through on my phone. Then, of course, Dylan comes in and does his usual 'Hey babe'," I roll my eyes and we both giggle. "And then he starts making out and I tried to resist as hard as I could, it was no use, though, he pinned me against the wall." I frown.

"I should've known you wouldn't do something like that," He smiles, "I was stupid, please don't hate me," he grimaces.

"Shawn, I could never hate you. Yes, how you reacted was a little bit," I pause, "over reactive, but it happened, and I forgive you," I smile, placing my hand on his cheek. I slowly lean in and kiss him, until he pulls away, leaving our foreheads touching.

"Good, because I really couldn't stand being mad at you any longer," he bites his lip, smiling. "By the way, you sing that song better than Camila, don't tell her I said that," We both laugh.

"Thank you, but you're just saying that," I blush.

"Actually, I'm not," he smiles. "Oh yeah, and was that song you sang about me? The one about falling in love?" he smirks.

"Don't get full of yourself there, Mendes," I smile, nudging him.

✦

Lisbon, Portugal. The last stop on the tour before a month and a half long break. Where I get to go back home and see my family again.

But that also marks the halfway mark of the tour. And I don't know if I'm ready to let go of it yet. It's almost halfway over. And who knows what will happen after this tour? I don't even want to think about that yet.

We have arrived at the venue, and I just got out of wardrobe. I'm nervously waiting for my turn on stage. There's still about 30 mins, but I'm still really nervous, as I usually am before shows.

"You're gonna kill it," Shawn smiles, "As always, I mean, when haven't you killed it?"

"Stoooooppppppp," I laugh. "You're so annoying."

"Thank you," he chuckles. "Can I get a sneak peek at what songs you'll play?" he winks.

"What makes you think you get to know ahead of time? You will find out when everyone else does," I joke.

He pouts. "Aw, okay,"

"Quit your pouting, child,"

"Hey, I'm older than you, watch it,"

"By a year, I'm almost 17, you're almost 18, so what?" I laugh.

"When's your birthday, by the way? You've never told me." He states.

"July 5," I smile, "When's yours?"

"August 8," he answers, "Yours is during the break, that's exciting!"

"Yeah, it is!" I smile. Then the stage manager calls us all to get into our places, so I grab my guitar from its stand and put it over my head. I get my mic ready and shake out my arms and legs, as I always do, to "shake out the nerves".

The main reason I'm more nervous than the past few nights is because I'm singing about Dylan again, and this is the first time he'll be here to see it.

"Emma, you can go on out when you're ready," the stage manager tells me.

"Okay, thank you," I reply. Shawn wishes me luck and I walk out.

"Hello everyone, how are we all doing tonight?" I scream into the microphone. "This first song is by one of my favourite female artists," I smile, "This is Back To Me by Daya." (a/n you should actually listen to this, it's rlly good)

"You only called me your baby
when she wasn't there
now you go calling me crazy
because I don't care,
We'll never turn back time,
now loving you is an afterthought,
too late to press rewind,
when all I wanna do, do is sob,

I've gotta break you free,
don't know why you'd ever say love,
knowing I'll never be enough,
breaking the best part of me,
when I don't let you do me like that,
can't keep pulling you back to me,
me, me, me, me,
can't keep pulling you back to me,
me, me, me, me,"

It's funny how when you sing a sad song, it doesn't really get that sad until you start to sing it about someone or something that happened to you. That's the point when I start to get emotional.

"You'll never be the one,
cause that's not how it's supposed to be,
I'll pull you back, pull you back,
pull you back to me,
I don't want your love,
maybe we were never meant to be,
it's not enough, so you're gonna have to
break freeeeeeee (holds long note perfectly 😂)

don't know why you'd ever say love,
knowing I'll never be enough,
breaking the best part of me,
when I don't let you do me like that,
can't keep pulling you back to me,
me, me, me, me,
can't keep pulling you back to me,
me, me, me, me,

you only called me your baby,
when she wasn't there."

I look over to Shawn and he claps, and that makes me smile. Many cheers and screams come from the audience as well.

"Thank you," I smile. "The next song I will be singing is "I Knew You Were Trouble, by Taylor Swift!"

"Once upon a time, a few mistakes ago,
I was in your sights, and you got me alone,
you found me, you found me, you found me,
I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that,
and when I fell hard, you took a step back,
without me, without me, without me,

and he's long gone, when he's next to me,
and I realized the blame was on me,
cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in,
so shame on me now,
blew me to places I've never been,
til you put me down,
oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in,
so shame on me now,
blew me to places I've never been,
now I'm lying on the cold hard ground,
oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble,
oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble,"

✦

"I'm gonna sing a song for you," Shawn beams.

"Oh yeah? And when will I hear that?" I smirk.

"I'm singing it first," he smiles. "I actually wrote it a long time ago, but it reminds me of you so I'll be singing it about you tonight,"

"Well, that's so sweet of you, I can't wait to hear it,"

"I can't wait either," he smiles. I can tell that he's really excited.

He finally walks onto the stage greeting everyone, then he introduces the song. "This song is for someone special to me," he smiles widely. His smile makes my heart flutter. He looks over to me and winks, and I can't help but blush. "This song is called Ruin,"

"do ya,
do you think about me, babe?
and do ya
do you remember how we felt?
cause I do, so listen to me, babe,
woah, oh

And I'm not try'na
ruin your happiness baby,
but darling don't you know
that I'm the only one for you,
and I'm not try'na
ruin your happiness baby,
but darling don't you know
that I'm the only one,
yeah,"

The song continues, and as it's almost finishing, I feel a single tear fall down my cheek. When he finishes singing, Shawn looks over to me again, and I smile, and mouth the words "thank you". He smiles back.

I watch the rest of his performance, and all I can think about is that song. It was all I needed for me to decide that I am starting to feel happy again.

a/n

so I'm getting closer and closer to present time which is good 😅

beware for the next chapter, get ready it's gonna be intense 🙊

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