{emma pov}



"So remember, pretend like you're actually talking to him. Strong, confident, and if you crack it will ruin it," Alessia explains.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I've got this." I smile.

"Okay, We're just making sure, coaching you like we're supposed to," Shawn says.

"I'm not afraid of you," I say confidently to a picture on my computer of Dylan that we got from Facebook. "What you did to me was completely wrong and now, because of you, I am suffering from anxiety, and severe panic attacks," I crack, and the tears fall down my cheeks. "I can't do this, this is pointless," I shake my head, putting one hand on my forehead.

"No it isn't, stop being so negative and start thinking more positively," Shawn suggests.

"Fine," I snap. "Then I'm positive that I can't do this," I storm out of the room and go sit on the bed in my hotel room, slamming the door, and cry.

{shawn pov}



"I'll go talk to her in a minute," I say to Alessia after Emma left the room.

Why did she get so upset like that? I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

I give her a few minutes to calm down, then knock on her door. "Emma?"

"What do you want?" she snaps at me. I jump, not expecting that response.

"Emma, I'm coming in," I say, and open the door. She's sitting on her bed, facing the wall opposite the door.

"I can't do it. I can't even say it to a picture of him on a screen. I can't go up to Dylan and tell him why what he did was so wrong without cracking again. You should stop pretending like you're going to be able to fix me when I've been broken into a million pieces that will never go back together."

"What happened to you? Just yesterday you were saying that you were getting so much better, and that this therapy is helping, and now you're telling me it's pointless and it's going nowhere?" I say, confused.

"Well did you ever think that maybe I just said that yesterday, Shawn? You don't know what I'm going through! You don't understand!" she cries.

"You and I both know that this little incident today isn't the only reason you're so upset right now. So what else happened?" I ask, a serious look on my face.

"Nothing."

"Emma," I frown. I know her too well, I know she has tells when she's hiding something, and I know that she wouldn't get so upset just because of this one little thing.

"Okay fine. Rachel's been acting weird. I don't know what happened, but she just started saying cold, rude things whenever I would talk to her. I brushed it off, thought that maybe she was just in a bad mood or something, but today, today I asked her why she was acting like this, and she told me that she has found a new friend. One that will actually be there for her and support her through her tough times. When have I ever not been there for her? And what tough times? She never told me about any tough times!" She cries even more. I embrace her into a hug from the side.

"Emma, you really don't need this right now." I rub her back, "This is making matters worse for your health and you need to not worry about this. I will take care of it, talk to her, and figure out what's going on. It's going to be okay, I promise." I reassure her. "Now, how do some snacks and a movie sound?"

"Oh, that sounds amazing, thank you," she smiles, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "And I'm really sorry for yelling at you before. I love you, and I promise I didn't mean it," She says, hugging me.

"Don't worry, baby. I know you didn't mean it." I smile.

✦

"Have you still been getting hate?" I ask her.

"Yeah," she rolls her eyes. "I've been trying to ignore it, though." I pull out my phone. "Wait what are you doing?" she asks.

"I'm gonna try to put an end to this," I smile. I go into snapchat, and the way I always address issues with my fans, decide to post videos on my story of me talking.

I start out by saying this, "I would like to address an issue with you guys that has come up recently. So lately, my girlfriend Emma has been getting a lot of hate from you guys, and it needs to come to an end." I run out of time on that snap, so I post it and start a new one. "She is nothing but beautiful, talented, funny, kind, and so much more, but you guys aren't showing her that, you're showing her the opposite."

I can see her burying her face in the sheets, so that's what I start the next video as. "As you can see, she's not liking this very much, but I'm going to keep doing it anyways," I laugh. "But basically, what I'm trying to say is that if you really love and support me, you would want to see me happy. And I am. And also, to stop spreading this shit, because it isn't true."

Next snap, "What you guys say about her isn't going to change my feelings towards her, so just please let both of us be happy together. I know this isn't all of you that are doing this, but this is just for those that are." Last one. "That's all I wanted to say, I love you all!" I say, blowing a kiss towards the camera.

"You sure that's all?" Emma butts in, laughing.

"Yes, I'm sure," I laugh, giving her a peck on the lips to end the videos.

"You didn't have to do that," She says after I'm done.

"Yes I did. You're going through enough right now. We need to minimize as much stress and problems from your life as we can, and that was a big one that should help to clear your mind."

"Thank you," she smiles, curling up into my chest.

✦

I decide to go on a FaceTime with Aaliyah after the show tonight, because I kinda miss her.

Emma is in her room watching tv, and I'm in mine. I call Aaliyah and she answers.

"Hey Shawn," She smiles.

"Hey, what are you up to?"

"Oh not much, I went to the mall today with my friends," she says.

"Ooh, cool! What did you buy?"

She lists off a few different things that I really don't care about. "And my friends and I got ice cream from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory, and it was sooooooooooooooo good," she says in awe. "How about you? How's the tour?"

"Amazing as always, I'm performing in front of all my fans, what do you expect?" I laugh, and she laughs along.

"Shawn I'm hungry,"

"Hey hungry, I'm Shawn," I say with a goofy smile.

"I'm serious," she glares, rolling her eyes. I can tell she's trying not to laugh.

"No, you're hungry,"

"Are you joking," she says, eyebrow raised.

"No, I'm Shawn!" I grin widely. I hear really loud laughing from the other room. Emma walks in, and she looks like she's crying because she's laughing so hard. "What are you laughing at?" I ask.
 
 
 

"You just, oh my god, that was hilarious," she says, still laughing hysterically, sitting on my lap.

"Okay, I'll admit it was kind of funny, but not THAT funny," Aaliyah says through the screen, rolling her eyes slightly at her brother's goofiness.

Emma smiles. "Yeah, but you're his sister so you're kinda biased, also it was pretty funny."

"She's right, I'm so clever. I should quit my career as a singer and become a comedian," I explain.

"Yeah a very stupid comedian," She sasses, rolling her eyes yet again.

"Aaliyah, you're always so sassy, I love it," Emma starts laughing again.

She flips her hair dramatically, giggling.

"No, I think she's just being plain rude," I state. "Mom!" I yell, laughing, even though she probably won't hear.

Surprisingly, a couple seconds later, she comes onto the screen. "Oh, hey Shawn," she smiles, "And Emma," she nods. "Did you call me over hon?"

"Yeah, because Aaliyah called me stupid," I complain.

"Shawn, you're 18, stop tattling on your sister." She says with her hands on her hips, shaking her head. Emma can't stop laughing.

"Why are you still laughing?" I poke Emma on the arm.

 
"Your family is crazy," she giggles, shaking her head. "In the best way."

"Well, that's the Mendes family for you," I smile.

a/n

that thing about Aaliyah being hungry is actually a post I saw (i put it underneath that part) and it's actually what I imagine their relationship to be like, it's so accurate omg 😂
 
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