twisted ; shawn mendes

f o u r

the way shawn positions his legs in pictures is funny (and cute). gosh he's a dork but I love him regardless haha.
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shawn

Savannah and I were just talking about the stupidest things until I brought up the 'how did you end up here' question.

To which she replied, "I don't know. Why should I trust a complete stranger with my life story?"

"Because I feel like you have no one to talk to and woah look at me sitting here right next to you.  I'm very eager to listen Savvy," I said smiling. 

"Well first off, don't call me Savvy I'm not 9."

"Okay do you prefer Sav or Vana?"

The moment those words came out of my mouth, I knew I said something wrong.  I know I screwed up and probably lost any trust I was building between Savannah and me.

"Vana," she said weakly.  She looked back down at the floor and sniffled.  God, I'm supposed to make her open up to me.  Not make her go back and hide in her shell.  Should I comfort her? No no we just met that would be weird.

She looked up and our eyes locked.

We stared at each other as the silence between us continued. 

I wonder what she is thinking right now.  I know that it may seem weird that I'm so intrigued by someone I just met, but she's different.  She's a mystery.  And I intend on solving it.

I realized that we've been staring at each other for a while so I start to blush and look away. From the corner of my eye, I can see she looked down and was blushing too. I suddenly got a warm feeling inside of me.

"Sorry," I mumble.

"Oh it's okay. I know I'm really hot."

My eyes widen and I honestly don't know how to respond. She started to smirk and that's when I realized she was joking. I start to grin and shake my head. I look down and quietly say, "Beautiful actually."

"You know, you never told me your story," she said.

"Nor did you."

"Still.  I'm pretty curious."

"You'll find out soon enough."

Even though I'm looking down, I could still see her look away and hear her sigh.  It's happening again.  She's doing the thing she was doing before.  Except she wasn't looking at me and staring.  She was thinking about something.  I wish I could get into that pretty little head of hers. 

She is like a jigsaw puzzle.  She's slowly giving me a piece of her story one by one, not all at once.  Soon enough I'll have all the pieces.  And only then will I be able to fit all the pieces together.

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shawn is a cutie

xx
-r