Mr. Mendes | shawn mendes

thirty-nine.

"You. Johnson. Sasha, Arizona, and Caroline. Sammy. Chase." Jack hummed, sitting down in the seat across from mine. "Spring break. LA."

"Weren't you just in LA?" I asked, perking a brow.

"And Johnson and I need to go back that week, so let's turn it into a thing." He smirked.

"What do you need to go back for?"

"Our first show, baby!" Jack grinned, excitement on his face. "Jack and Jack."

I couldn't help but laugh, trying to stay quiet as possible since we were in the library.

"Jack and Jack? That's the best you two could do?" I teased, a smile on my lips.

"C'mon, Jules. It's catchy." He chuckled, shaking his head. "Say you're in."

"I don't even know any details!"

"We're leaving Sunday, coming home Friday. Now you know." Jack replied smartly.

"Hotels? Driving or flying? Times?" I tested, doing my best to annoy him.

He rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head. "We're gonna go over that once we know that everyone's in."

I glanced down at my notebook, thinking for a moment before sighing with a nod.

"Fine! But you better plan shit quick! Spring break is three weeks away!"

Jack grinned in victory, mumbling a small "yes" before standing up and nodding.

"I'll let you know everything!" He yelled, walking towards the door, making everyone look at him.

"Mr. Gilinsky!" The librarian snapped at him, narrowing her eyes.

"Sorry!" He whisper-yelled, smiling apologetically before waving to me and exiting the room.

I couldn't help but laugh quietly, shaking my head as I clicked onto my email. Furrowing my brows, I clicked on the new one titled "secret" with a frown.

The image had yet to load, looking dark and blurry as the pixels of the screen blurred the photo. After a few moments, the shadowy picture began to load.

The top of the picture, which was the only thing loaded so far, was taken in a parking lot, and the top of my head was barely exposed. As more loaded down the photo, a familiar black car was revealed, and my body was pressed against it.

The dress I was wearing in the photo loaded, shining against the camera, making me glow brighter. Confused, I zoomed in on the still half-blurry image, a dark shadow next to me still pixelated. I tried to make out what it was, or when this was taken.

I grew frustrated, refreshing the page and zooming in once more. After a few moments, the image loaded completely, making me gasp.

In the photo, Shawn was holding me against his car, in the school parking lot, and our lips were touching. He was wearing the matching rose gold tie to my dress, making everything click in my head as I slammed my laptop shut.

Someone had taken a photo of us after homecoming.

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"Why are you acting so weird?" Chase asked, frowning as he took a piece of watermelon from my fruit tray.

"Just tired," I half-lied, pressing a grape past my lips.

"Get your rest, because we're going to LA, baby!" Sammy yelled obnoxiously, making everyone at our table yell back.

"Don't yell," I groaned, holding my head to push away the growing headache.

"Someone's cranky." Caroline muttered, frowning at me.