Rich Boy (Shawn Mendes)

01

*Shawn's POV*

I snooze my alarm for the fifth time this morning. It's my first morning back home from tour, and I sure am tired. I hear my door open, it must be my mother.

"Shawn sweetie it's time to get up." My mother says.

And I was right. It's my mom.

"In a bit... I'm so tired." I say.

"Shawn do you know what time it is?" She asks me.

"No."

"It's one."

Oh, and I'm over here thinking that it's nine in the morning. Hm sure is late.

"Ugh. Alright I'll get up." I throw the covers off me.

My mom gives me a warm smile and kisses my forehead. She leaves my room and closes the door.

I walk into the bathroom and look into the mirror. Hair is a damn mess.

I shower and get dressed.

Gotta rep the black skinny jeans today with a plain white shirt and white vans.

I go downstairs and find my whole family in the living room.

"Hello everyone." I smile walking into the kitchen.

"SHAAAWN!!!" My sister Aaliyah screams running to me.

She wasn't home last night when I got here.

Aaliyah jumps into my arms giving me a tight hug. My sister and I have a really strong bond, even though we tend to fight a lot. Typical sibling thing.

I chuckle and give her a tighter hug. "I missed you."

"Me too! Even though you hardly replied back to my texts you meanie!" She pouts.

I smile and take out a cereal box. Cereal at one p.m, don't judge me. I take it to the living room and take a seat with my family and start eating.

"How was tour?" My father asks.

"It was great!!! So much fun, and so much money." I grin.

My mom gives me the look.

"What?" I ask.

"Don't talk like that Shawn." She makes a disgusted face.

It's true though.

"Sorry?" I make it sound more like a question.

"You shouldn't be thinking about the money. You should be thinking that you're doing what you love." My mother tells me.

"I do think about that." I say.

I roll my eyes and turn the television on.

"Shawn don't roll your eyes at your mother." I hear my father say.

I ignore him and continue watching t.v.

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"Shawn can we go get some frozen yogurt?" Aaliyah asks me storming into my room.

"Yeah of course." I say getting up from my bed.

"Yay!" She squeals.

We go downstairs and I call our servant Delia.

"Delia go get us frozen yogurt." I say.

"What! NO!" Aaliyah says. "I want us to get it Shawn!" She says.

"Ugh. Are you serious?"

"Yes! Please Shawn! You've been away for so long." My little sister tells me.