ROSALY AND SHAWN

Shawn looked at the girl leaning on the door of the apartment, and realized that she was terrified. He had to make her stop screaming before the whole neighborhood showed up and caught him in that awkward situation. He could already see the tabloids saying, "Young pop star Shawn Mendes was caught last night by the police, trying to attack a girl at the door of the victim's apartment.

Shawn got a little closer to the girl, because the lighting there was bad, and he couldn't see her face. He stretched out his hand and touched her arm, and the girl shrunk even more. She had stopped screaming, but her eyes were still closed and she trembled a lot. Shawn thought about what he would do next, as something like this had never happened before, and he was getting nervous. Then the girl opened her eyes at the exact moment when a ray of light struck her face, and Shawn recognized her immediately, for he would never forget those lovely greenish brown eyes.

- Rosely. - he said amazed and realized that she had recognized him as well.

What was Dr. Mystery doing there at the door of his apartment? Had he followed her? Suddenly, she felt angry, very angry, and didn't know exactly why, and it was for this reason that her voice sounded altered when she asked:

- What are you doing here and how do you know my name?

- Well, I think you have a badge with your name on it. - Rosaly felt ridiculous after his explanation. Of course he should have read her name on her badge, she was just amazed that he had actually done it. She noticed that he wore the same old sunglasses and baseball cap, and wondered why he was still in disguise at that time, if he wasn't in a public place. Maybe he was one of those crazy people who thought everyone was chasing him anywhere, and he was undercover all the time.

- You still haven't answered my other question. What are you doing here? - Rosaly needed to know.

- I'm sorry if I scared you. The fact that I'm here is just a coincidence. I was leaving work and was followed by two paparazzi, so I didn't want them to follow me home. So I started driving around town, trying to lose them, but then my gas ran out, my cell phone battery ran out, and I ended up in front of your apartment looking for a phone. I didn't know you lived in this condominium, so I didn't follow you as you thought. - Rosaly felt her face burn with embarrassment because she had that kind of thought. It was obvious that Dr. Mystery hadn't followed her, why would he do that?

- It was foolish of me to say so, please forgive me. I was scared. - She wanted so much to see his eyes that at that moment they were watching her behind those damn lenses. If she could pull them out herself, just to make sure their color was as she imagined it.

- It wasn't your fault. I was the one who showed up without warning. - he smiled at her now, with the same crooked smile that Rosaly had been enchanted by the other day at the Weekend.

- Won't you come in? - she heard herself say. - It's very cold out here and I think you could wait for help in a warmer place. – She couldn't believe She was inviting him into her apartment. He was a complete stranger of whom she knew nothing, but that way of smiling made her lower her guard and trust him. Dr. Mystery didn't seem to be someone who would attack her the moment they were left alone in a room. She was tired of being suspicious of everyone, and decided to follow her intuition that time.

- Well, if it's not going to get in your way, I accept it. I need a phone to call my mother and let her know where I am, because she is always worried when I suddenly disappear.

Rosaly was surprised to learn that he bothered to tell his mother where he was. It didn't seem to match the aura of power around him. It was strange to think that Dr. Mystery had such a strong family sense, because in the world he was part of, most people seemed to live in a crazy rhythm, as if tomorrow didn't exist, and today was all that mattered, and attitudes like that had no place in their lives.

- Of course you can use my cell phone. – she opened the door for him and they walked into Rosaly's apartment. Shawn immediately took off his glasses and baseball cap, thinking it was better to introduce himself soon, because the girl was being very kind to open the door of her house for him and allowing him to use her cell phone. He waited for the first sign of recognition, soon followed by the hysteria so common when a girl saw herself face to face with Shawn Mendes, but nothing happened. Rosaly kept looking at his face as if she had never seen him before in her life.

- Well, now that we're under the your roof. Could you tell me your name? You already know mine and I'm feeling disadvantaged here. - Rosaly tried to smile, and not feel so attracted to that face. He had curly hair that fell on his forehead, giving him a special charm, his eyes were brown, but not as she had thought, they were of an amazing almond type, isr mouth was perfectly designed as if it had been carved especially for him, and he was very tall, maybe about five feet tall, making her feel small on her four feet that barely reached his chest.

- My name is Peter. - Shawn responded by giving her his middle name, still not believing she didn't know him. What would that be like? Not that he thought everyone had an obligation to know who he was, but Rosaly lived in Canada, Shawn's homeland and his face was in all social networks and media, or was she not pretending, just to take advantage of it later? He studied her for a few more moments, and Rosaly didn't seem to be this kind of girl. He could see the frank look she was giving him, and at no point did she do or say anything that made him suspect that she was lying. But if he was, he deserved an award because he had totally convinced him.

- Peter. It suits you. Now I can at least call you, because it sounds much better than Dr. Mystery.

- Doctor Mystery ? - Rosaly turned red like a bell pepper. She didn't mean for him to know about it, but now that she'd said it, he'd have to explain himself.

- That's what I call you in Weekend. Nobody there could tell me who you were, so I put that nickname in. But don't worry, no one else knows about it. Your secret is safe with me. – she looked at him with a certain humor in the voice that made him laugh.

-It's quite original, I must admit. I've been called many things, but never Dr. Mystery. - Her brain started to work the moment she said she had tried to find out who he was. So Rosaly wasn't so indifferent to him after all. He examined her from top to bottom, looking at her hair was gathered on a ponytail, her delicately shaped face, and that delicious mouth that attracted him so much. He felt like approaching and stealing a kiss, but he didn't dare. She might think that Shawn just wanted to take advantage of the situation, and he didn't want to scare her again.

- Here is the cell phone so that you can make the call you want. - Rosaly said, taking the cell phone from the table and handing it over to him. She wanted to get away from those eyes that were staring at her so hard, leaving her flushed. She was happy to be wearing a long robe that covered her entire body.

He picked up the phone and walked away to call his mother. He talked to her for a few minutes, and then hung up, returning the phone to Rosaly, but as he did so, his fingers touched hers for a moment, and Rosaly felt an electric charge explode all over her body, but she turned her back immediately so he wouldn't notice her disturbance.

- Could you talk to your mother? she asked, trying to make her voice sound normal.

- Yes, but she told me that the snow that started to fall has gotten much worse, and there's no way she can send someone to pick me up here. Do you know any hotels nearby that I can stay in?

- The nearest hotel is far from here for you to walk in this time. Why don't you stay here? I have a guest room that you could use if you want. - Rosaly was surprised by the invitation she had made. What was happening to her? She had never allowed anyone to enter her apartment before, and now she had just offered that boy a place to spend the night. What was she thinking?

- It's a great idea, but won't your boyfriend mind  if I spend the night here?

- I don't have a boyfriend. - She replied, and Shawn felt an unexpected joy reaching him. In fact, he had spoken that way to learn a little more about her, because he didn't want to show that he was interested in asking her a direct question.

- A beautiful girl like you should have a boyfriend. Do you mind answering me why?

- I'm focused on other things right now. - she replied simply.

- What, for example?

- I don't know why my personal life should interest you. - Her angry tone of voice made Shawn realize he had offended her, and he tried to fix the situation.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound intrusive. I was just trying to talk a little bit - Rosaly saw the look of grief he gave her, and she soon responded with a softer tone of voice.

- I overreacted too, I'm sorry. - and quickly changed the subject. - Are you hungry? I was going to prepare hot chocolate and popcorn before you arrived, but if you want, I can prepare something else.

- No, I love hot chocolate popcorn. But I wanted to ask you another favor. Couldn't I take a shower? I left home very early today, and I really appreciated it.

- Sure, come with me. - Rosaly took Shawn to the guest room, showing him where the bathroom was.

- I know you don't have the same luxury you should be used to, but I think you can use it -- She said almost apologizing..

- That's great, Rosely. Your apartment is lovely. - Shawn smiled at her again, and Rosaly held her breath. How beautiful he was! I'd be staring at him all my life if I could just keep it going. - she shove it away, and left the room, saying.

- If you need anything, I'll be in the kitchen. There's a sweatshirt pants in the drawer, if you like. It's my brother's. He forgot it here the last time he came to visit me.

- Than you. - she heard him say.

Rosaly went back to the kitchen, feeling restless. She shouldn't be feeling this way just because of a stranger. She started preparing the chocolate with the popcorn, and put the headset on in an attempt to calm her heart. Shawn Mendes' voice singing Nervous filled her ears, and she began to sing unintentionally. She took off the robe she was wearing, as the kitchen was too hot by the heat of the heater all over the apartment, and she wore with only the pajamas she had put on after taking a bath, also left her hair loose.

At that moment, Shawn had entered the kitchen, and leaned against the door watching Rosaly. She was wearing short pajamas, which left her beautiful legs showing off, and the little blouse that was part of the set beautifully enhanced her arms. She had curly hair that was so long that it fell wonderfully in waves to almost her waist, and that made her wonder what it would be like to wake up with her, having that magnificent hair spread over her pillow. Rosaly was naturally sensual, and she excited him in a way he didn't expect. He'd already had girls of all shapes in his arms, naked, half-strung, in lingerie, wearing only his shirt, but no vision had left him as ecstatic as seeing that headset girl standing there in the kitchen.

As if perceiving Shawn's presence, Rosaly turned and saw him watching her in silence, and she swallowed it dry. He had come out of the bath wearing only her brother's sweatpants, his muscular and defined chest for hours at the gym was completely naked, his wet hair gave him the look of a little boy. Suddenly, she imagined herself running one hand through those wet threads, while the other would slide across his chest, feeling the ripples of all the muscles in her fingers. Rosaly forced herself out of that enchantment, and said nervously.

- The chocolate's almost ready.

- Do you need help with anything? - Shawn asked without stopping to look at her.

-No, there's not much to do now, just wait for the popcorn.

Shawn laid eyes on the headset she was wearing and asked:

- What are you listening to?

- I think you might know. - Rosaly stretched out the headset for him to hear, and his own voice singing surprised him. The funny thing was that what was sung in the lyrics looked a lot like the situation he was living in at the time.

I get a little bit nervous around you

Get a little bit stressed out

When I think about you

Get a little excited

Baby, when I think about you, yeah

Talk a little too much around you (I talk a little too much)

Get a little self-conscious (I get a little self-conscious) (

When I think about you

Get a little excited (I get a little excited)

Baby, when I think about you

Shawn returned the phone to Rosaly and asked:

- So, are you Shawn Mendes' fan?

- Not really. My students are. I just use his songs in my classes. I'm an English teacher.

- So, you're not just a waitress. Do you have another job? - he asked her .

- Yes, she answered, but strangely she didn't tell him about her third job as a belly dancer, for the simple reason that it wasn't relevant at the time. - Life in Vancouver is not cheap. So I have to make sure that my budget lasts until the end of the month, or until I go back to my country.

- Where are you from? - Shawn asked again.

- I'm rom Brazil, from the city of São Paulo.

- Interesting country, I've already visited it twice..

- And what do you do? - Rosaly wanted to know.

- I'm a music producer. - Shawn answered very quickly without really thinking about anything else to say.

- You look too young to be in that profession. I always imagined that the producers were older.

- I grew up in the middle of it, so I can say that I have some experience in it,. - That wasn't a lie at all, he thought.

- And do you know Shawn Mendes? - Rosaly took him by surprise with the question.

- I've met him once or twice. - Shawn responded by feeling uncomfortable about it.

- And what's he like? - Rosaly wanted to know, curious to have more information about her students' idol.

- He's kind of a nice guy. He's quite talented, from what I've heard. - Shawn answered slowly, thinking how weird it was to talk about himself to someone as if he were someone else.

- You don't seem to like him. - Rosaly noticed his slight frown.

-I don't know him very well, so I don't have much to say. What about you? Why did you come to live in Canada?

Rosaly thought a little before answering, She didn't want him to know that she was running away from a man who had been the center of her life one day.

- I wanted to know what it was like to live in another country before going to college. - she lied.

- And your family?- Shawn was increasingly curious to know things about her life.

- They're in Brazil.

- And didn't you leave even an impossible love there?- Shawn asked, noticing a shadow passing through her eyes.

-No. I didn't leave any impossible love behind. - Rosaly thought they were entering dangerous ground, and she should be careful if she didn't want to say something that made Peter suspicious of something. But he soon changed the subject to her relief.

- And how come you don't know Shawn Mendes? He's always on social networks and in the media.

- I don't participate in social networks, and I don't have internet at home either.

- What? A girl who is not interested in social networks? How old are you, Rosely?

-Twenty. I prefer books to read instead of following people I will never meet. This is all very superficial for me.

- I'm impressed. And what kind of music do you like, Rosely, besides books?

- I love Elton John. There's a song he sings that I love. It's called your song. Do you know it?

- Of course. Who doesn't know Elton John's songs? He's an icon. - Shawn started singing a part of the song that Rosaly had mentioned.

And you can tell everybody this is your song.

It may be quite simple, but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words.

How wonderful life is while you're in the world (How wonderful life is with you in this world)

Rosaly heard Shawn sing and her eyes filled with tears. What a wonderful voice he had! But there was something familiar about his way of singing that she couldn't identify, she shook her head and spoke:

-You sing very well. If your career as a producer doesn't work out, I think you should invest in the singing profession. I'm sure it would be a sensation, because you have a lot of talent. - Shawn just smiled, and thought what she would say if she found out who he was.

- So, do you like the classics?

- I love them. They're always the best, don't you think?

- I agree.

- That reminds me of one thing. I planned to watch an old movie today. Would you like to watch it with me? -She invited him timidly.

- Of course. What's the name of the film?

- Dr. Jivago.

- This film is wonderful. I watched it many times with my mother when I was a child. She is also a fan of classics.

- How wonderful! Let's take the chocolate and popcorn into the living room.

They sat side by side on the sofa in the living room and began to watch the film, which was so old it was in black and white. From time to time, Shawn would look at Rosaly's face and saw how involved she seemed in the story of the movie. She was totally different from the girls he knew. She was beautiful, intelligent, extremely nice and when she was away from work, she looked like another person, completely relaxed and loose, talking about everything with a lot of ease. He didn't like lying to her, but he was having such a pleasant evening with Rosaly, that he thought that little lie was worth it, if he could enjoy her company any longr.

The movie was over, and Rosaly wiped out a lonely tear that insisted in falling from her eyes, she looked at Shawn who was watching her and said:

- I'm sorry, I'm always thrilled with this ending.

- There's no problem with that. That kind of movie really thrills and everyone reacts in a different way.

- You're right. I think I'm going to go to bed now. - she said yawning.

- Me too, I'm feeling tired and a good night's sleep will do me good.

The two of them stood up at the same time in an abrupt movement, which caused Rosaly to cuddle up in the duvet she had used to warm up while watching the movie, and ended up falling on Shawn who lost his balance and collapsed with Rosaly on the floor. He lifted his head and his faces were dangerously close, Shawn looked at Rosaly's lips, who unconsciously passed her tongue through her lower lip in a clear provocation, which the boy could not resist.

Shawn kissed her lips, willingly exploring all her mouth and intoxicating himself with the sweet taste of the hot chocolate she had drunk. His hands ran lo on Rosaly's back, going to her waist and pressing her lightly against his body. Rosaly, on the other hand, felt her whole body catch fire, delighting in the voluptuousness of that kiss that demanded everything of her. She wailed softly as Shawn's hands squeezed her against his body, feeling his excitement through his sweatpants. It had been so long since she was touched and kissed like that, that only at that moment she realized how much she had missed being caressed by someone. She hadn't had many boyfriends, and Caio had been her only man, she had given herself to him with all the love in the world, but now she realized that it had never been as good as what she was experiencing with Peter.

But remembering her ex-boyfriend brought her back to consciousness... What was she thinking? She was almost making love to a stranger on the carpet in her living room, completely forgetting that she shouldn't get involved with anyone. She pushed Shawn and stood up, running her hands through her hair and said without looking at him:

- I'm going to my room. Good night.

Shawn hadn't had time to answer, as Rosaly had already entered her room and closed the door. He then rose slowly, still on the effect of the kiss that had had a drunken effect on him. That girl had set fire to his veins, and now he was burniing for her, wishing her as never before. He went to his room, but couldn't sleep, going over in his mind every moment spent with her. When dawn came, he finally managed to sleep, but before he lost consciousness, he promised himself that he would talk to Rosaly the next day. If she thought she was going to escape from him, after all that, she was very much mistaken.

Hello, Thanks for reading it. I am waiting for your comments. Kisses.