{emma pov}

"We aren't dating. We have become really good friends since the tour started, and we're just that at this moment. Our relationship isn't like that, and we haven't quite known each other for long enough to be that close." Shawn says defensively.

A sense of relief passes over me, because although I am terrible at defending myself, he seemed to be good. I guess he has to be when he's so famous like this, because there are probably always terrible rumours going around about him.

It must be hard being famous, always having your personal life becoming everybody else's. It's scary to think that that's what's starting to happen to me. There's a small part of me that doesn't want to become famous, because of the scary things everyone that's living it has told me. But most of me would still love the it, because of all of the good things that come out of it, like the supportive fans and successful records. They will balance out, right?

We have finished the interview, but I pretty much zoned out into my own thoughts for the rest of it, except when I was asked questions which was rare. Oops. Basically, the interviewer bought Shawn's story. And thank goodness for that because I don't want to be all over the press this early in my career.

I still don't understand why he would think we were dating. Shawn was just simply being a gentleman, and they go and skew things over and say that we're a thing? I guess that's what happens with the press, they overreact and get excited over one small misconception.

We go back to the hotel, and when I get into my room and throw on what I usually wear as pyjamas, a sports bra and track pants.

I flop onto my bed, and I swear I pretty much fall asleep right away, but I hear a knock on the door and I groan.

I sit there for a minute, then decide that whoever it is is probably waiting for me, so I get up and look through the peephole in the door and see Shawn. I open the door shyly, a bit nervous that my whole stomach is exposed. We haven't really talked since the interview, and I hope it won't make things awkward between us.

He looks nervous when I open the door. "Hey," I say.

"Emma, I'm, um, sorry for what happened tonight. I hate how the press always does that. They just assume things and it ruins relationships."

"Come in," I smile, and he walks into the room.

"I just feel so bad, I should've warned you, I should've known to be more careful-"

"Shawn, it's okay," I cut him off. "Its not your fault whatsoever, and plus, I'm not mad,"

"You aren't?"

"No, it just caught me off guard. You covered it, and they seemed to believe you, so it's okay," I smile. "I have never been exposed to all of this media, and you have helped me a lot and I really appreciate that. Also, if I was mad, I wouldn't be mad at you."

I walk over and give him a hug. It feels nice to embrace him, though he is a lot taller than me. I feel safe in his arms, like nothing will ever hurt me. Even though this relationship isn't romantic, it was never like this with Dylan. Dylan never kept me safe, it was more like the opposite.

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"This next show in Paris is going to be our last show with you guys," Camila frowns. We are sitting in the girls room playing a game of Monopoly.

"What? Why?" Shawn questions.

"Our album is dropping soon! And we have to be back home to fix up some things and be there when it does, we'd love to continue touring but we also have to focus on our music, sadly." Dinah Jane explains.

"Well, you will be missed." I say sadly. It will be different without them. "So who will be the new opening act then?"

"We don't know. Kate will decide that soon, I think." Lauren says.

"We'll just have to make the last show the best!" I exclaim, then let out a squeal of excitement. "Ha! I just won the game!"

"Aw man, I thought I had you there," Shawn pouts.

"Quit pouting, you baby." I joke.

"I'm the baby? You should look in the mirror sometime." he raises an eyebrow.

"I'd give you a nasty look but you've already got one." I say, impressed with my ability to come up with something like that.

"Ooh this is getting lit," Lauren mumbles and I smirk.

"Well if I wanted a bitch, I'd have gotten a dog." Shawn smirks.

"Someday you'll go far... and I hope you stay there," I sigh.

"He's already gone far." Camila giggles.

"Yeah she's right... guess that means I win." he smiles widely and chuckles, putting his hands out and opening and closing them. "Wow, I've never won a comeback war like this before."

"Frick you." I slap his arm.

"Good job though, to be honest I didn't know you had it in you." he smirks.

"Shut up!" I squeal and we all laugh. "I'm a lot more aggressive than you think."

Kate comes to the door and tells us that we're leaving on the plane in an hour for Paris. Paris. This is unreal. Travelling the world, going to Paris, and I'm living my dream. Absolutely nothing could ruin my happiness right now.

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Stepping out of the airport feels like stepping into a whole new world. I have already fallen in love, and we haven't even seen anything yet.

It has always been my dream to come here, but it was one of those 'I'll always dream about it but it'll never actually happen' kind of dreams. I never thought I'd actually get to come here, but yet here I am.

"Amazing, huh?" Shawn stands beside me. He must've noticed my jaw drop as we stepped foot out of the airport.

"Yeah, it's always been my dream to come here but I never thought it'd happen," I explain.

We take the tour buses and drive to the hotel, and when we arrive, it's probably one of the biggest hotels I've ever seen.

"Woah," I mutter under my breath.

"You're cute," Shawn says and I blush. "You're always so amazed by everything and I admire it." he smiles.

Did he just say that he admires me? "Thanks, I admire you too." I smile, blushing a little.

We walk into the front foyer, and there are staff standing there, ready to help us. Kate checks us in, and the staff take our luggage and load it into a trolley, then we all take the elevator upstairs. We are on the top floor, in the suites.

"So we have 3 suites for you kids, You guys can split yourselves how you want, here are the keys! Enjoy!" Kate says excitedly, walking towards where I assume is her room. Andrew and Geoff also walk with her, and the other members of the tour management and crew.

"Thanks Kate!" I exclaim.

We decide that Shawn and I will share a room, then Camila and Lauren, and the other three in the other room. I hand out the room key cards that Kate gave me, and we all walk to our rooms.

I didn't know just how big suites were until I got there. They are huge. There are 2 bedrooms with two queen sized beds in each, and that's just what I've seen as we walk in the door.

"Oh my god this is huge!" I squeal. I claim a room, putting my stuff in there and laying onto the bed. The bathroom is attached to the room, and there are dark marble counters and dark stone walls, with a Jacuzzi bathtub and a fireplace. There are also some candles and flowers on the edge of the tub and the counter, as if it couldn't possibly be anymore aesthetically pleasing.

(a/n this beautiful scene is her bedroom, what a lucky bum)



I'm absolutely exhausted, so I scroll through my Twitter on my phone.



I suddenly see a tweet that reads "Shawn Mendes and Emma Hall dating rumours?" My heart starts racing a million miles a minute. What on earth?

Out of curiosity I click the link. "Shawn Mendes confirms that him and tour mate Emma Hall, are not, in fact dating, but it leaves us wondering: Will there be a 'Shemma' in the future?" I can't believe this. Shawn was right about the press, they're awful.

"Shawn Mendes quotes 'We have become really good friends since the tour started, and we're just that at this moment.' This leaves us thinking that there could, in fact, be a possibility of them dating in the future! Tell us what you think in the comments!"

I thought Shawn covered us well, but there might've been a few holes. As much as I don't want it to, this is already going viral and I don't want to have to deal with this! I thought nothing could ruin my happiness, but apparently there are a few things that can.

I don't like having attention and drama being brought to me. But this here might just be my first ever Internet slip-up. And I have no clue how to fix it or know even the least bit about what to do.

a/n I'm so sorry this took so long! I have had a writers block the past couple days which sucks :(

I'll be trying to update more frequently though! hope you liked this chapter!

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~em 💗