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in which a 17-year-old gymnast meets a 19-year-old singer at her family's hotel and their friendship blossoms into a complicated relationship
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FIRST PUBLISH: 05/12/20
COMPLETED: 12/19/20
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"Honey" My dad knocked on my door, "Shawn's here"
"Okay" I called out as I pulled out a few pieces of hair from my bun to frame my face.
"Nova?" My dad knocked again.
"I know" I moved to my vanity.
"Fuck" I muttered, putting on my earrings.
"Alright, I'm ready" I opened my room door. Shawn was sitting on the couch directly across from my temporary bedroom.
"Woah" Shawn tilted his head.
"What?" I looked behind me.
"Sorry, you're wearing makeup" Shawn chuckled.
I rolled my eyes, "I always wear makeup but you've only ever seen me in like... my gym clothes"
"And a bikini" Shawn nodded. My dad's head snapped up from the kitchen.
I laughed, "Smooth, Shawn"
"Sor- Sorry, Mr. Mohana. I didn't mean it like that" Shawn stammered.
"Wait, I'm gonna go wake my sister" I winked at Shawn.
"Have fun," Shawn laughed. I walked into my sister's bedroom, which was located next to mine.
"Hey, Bless" I turned on her light.
"Get out" She groaned.
"There's someone in the living room for you," I said quietly.
"Whatever" Bless turned to face away from me.
"It's Shawn Mendes, Bless" I deadpanned.
She sat up, "For real?"
"Yes, now hurry up. I'm leaving in a few" I rolled my eyes, walking out of the room. Bless squealed and ran into the bathroom that connected our bedrooms.
"Breakfast?" Dad asked me. I looked over to the kitchen island, seeing that he got room service.
"Uhh... I'll pass. That looks hella unhealthy. Shawn and I could just pick up something on the way" I shook my head, looking over the array of foods in front of me.
