Brielle's p.o.v
"So, I kinda wanted to take you out so we could get to know each other," Shawn said, his voice piercing through the silence that had settled upon us. I was grateful for it too, because honestly, it was starting to get pretty awkward.
I smiled at him,"Cool. I guess we don't really know much about each other, huh?" He nodded, a small smile on his face.
"So where is this ice cream parlor anyways?" I asked Shawn. "Um...like 30 minutes away," Shawn said. "Sorry we have to walk, I don't really have my lisence yet." A blush settled on Shawn's cheeks.
I laughed,"That's kinda lame." He grinned, shoving me playfully. As we were walking down the sidewalk, Shawn suddenly decided to grab my hand. I decided to mess around with him.
I pulled me hand away and looked at him, my eyebrow raised. "What was that?" I asked. "W-what?" He asked, looking nervous. "You grabbed my hand. What was that for?" I asked. "Oh, um, sorry. I just thought that...um..." Shawn looked everywhere but at me as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. {who knew there could be so much awkward like shawn pls step up ur game gosh}
I let out a loud laugh. "It's fine Shawn, I was just kidding." I grabbed his hand, and a relieved smile settled on his face. We came across a cute little ice cream parlor with an old-fashioned theme. "Here it is," Shawn said. "Murray's Ice Cream Parlor." {idk if this is a real place or not but it sounds cool i think}
He opened the door for me and let me in first. "What a gentleman," I said, grinning at him. We ordered quickly before sitting down with our ice creams. "Wanna play 20 questions?" Shawn asked. "Sure!"
"What's your favorite food?" "Muffins!" "What's your favorite store?" "Urban Outfitters {wtf y urban outfitters, dude a piece of lint is like thirty dollars u lil stoopid} or Forever 21 {das more like it yo}." The game went on and on until we were laughing about things like how Shawn dressed up as a Teletubbie for Halloween.
"It's not my fault," Shawn pouted. "Aaliyah made me!" "Really? Your 11 year old sister, forced you to dress up like a Teletubbie," I said in disbelief. "Okay, okay, so maybe I wanted to, but who cares?" "Your fans might." "Nuh, uh! They're gonna think I'm cute!" He retorted.
"Oh, really? Then I guess you won't mind if I just twee-" "No! No! No! No! Okay, fine, I guess I am kinda lame." "You got that right," I said before leaning over and kissing his cheek. He turned bright red.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in like 17392738292018329 years! I just kinda lost interest, but I'm back! Also, I have a new book called Classic! Go check it out if you're into a lame kid named S H A W N M E N D E S.
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