Sesonal Rain

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(Told from Shawn Mendes' P.O.V.)

"It's just a little rain," I say to myself slowly opening the door one inch at a time. The door creaks in my ear drums. It seems the slower I open the door the louder the sound shrieks.

There is a crowd surrounding my hotel as I step into the pouring rain.

"Shawn!" Screams from every direction fill my ears, "WE LOVE YOU!" They yell but I'm in no mood.

The rain seems so gentle. But the flashings in the sky tell me otherwise. I run through the streets of Chicago with my jacket draped over my head blocking me from getting wet. My guitar will surly need time to dry before the show. By now my mind tells me I should have probably taken that cab like I was told but the feeling of the rain caressing my cheeks drew me through the traffic of the streets.

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I hope you guys enjoy! This is the first part and it is kind of boring but it gets better! Thanks so much!
Keep calm and love Shawn

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