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forever--darling · 4 years

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not too far away - s.m. (part five)

a/n: where everyone takes a trip down memory lane after another typical family dinner night

warnings: 7.5k words of family dinner, old home videos, and new developed feelings

V. all things come to those who wait

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It’s been about a week since you showed up at the Mendes home and wrapped yourself up in Shawn’s arms and things couldn’t have taken a bigger turn. You and Shawn have been inseparable and you have just been trying to settle back into the feeling of having him around. You’ve just been trying to take in how nice it feels to be around him again and for the whole week you’ve ignored all of your old feelings. Deciding that you were going to enjoy every moment spent with him, you would worry about telling him the truth later. Keep everything from going to shit until later. You had a feeling he was doing the same thing because the whole week you had been with him, he had not mentioned the last four years to you once or asked any questions. It was like he knew that eventually the truth would have to come out and you both deserved a little happiness before it did.

The past seven days have probably been some of the best days you’ve had in a long time. You had never felt more like yourself than when he was around and it opened your eyes to a lot of things about him. You felt so many things for him that sometimes it all was a little too much and you couldn’t think about it for too long without feeling like your whole heart might explode. This new found feeling made everything so much more complicated and you weren’t even sure what they were yet and you were terrified to try and find out. Which was the very reason you hadn’t told anyone yet, not even Demi. You knew, honestly, if you told her she would lose her shit and eventually let the secret slip since she couldn’t keep them for very long. That’s why you had decided to keep these thoughts and these many feelings about Shawn locked away where you would never have to deal with them. Turned out to be way harder than you thought, especially since you were seeing him now almost every day to make up for lost time. It also didn’t help that he was this tall cuddly giant that had rock hard muscles and smelt of some expensive cologne and cinnamon.

Most days you would just tell yourself that you were just attracted to him and horny. It came to a point where he would walk into the room and you would tell yourself that you didn’t have feelings for him at all and were just in need of sex. You were telling yourself that you were horny for your best friend who you’ve known since you were five years old. It sounded wrong, only because Shawn was just Shawn and you were well you. You two were supposed to be just friends like it always had been but now that he had abs and that stupid perfect smile, your mind and body had other ideas. It made you want to run away from him for a whole new set of reasons because you were afraid if you were around him long enough you might jump his bones and you couldn’t take the rejection. You knew that it was probably just a little crush and you would get over it. That’s the other thing you told yourself, just wait it out and it will be fine.

Clearly, no one else had noticed your slight change around Shawn. It’s not like it was drastic because you were still you around him but now you just weren’t chained to his hip as often. Even that was a struggle because lately all you wanted to do was touch him in any way you could whether it was hugging him, or rubbing his back, or even kicking his feet with your own. It made you feel ridiculous about how much you really wanted him.

So, while you were trying to get over this sudden rush of who knows what, everyone else had been celebrating in any way they could that you two had reconciled. Between your family and Shawn’s there was constant dinners and game nights spent together trying to get back to normal to how things were before he had left and you -- well got sick, which the Mendes family didn’t know about. Then there was the fact that if you didn’t have class, work, or were with Demi you were with Shawn. Sometimes you’d go out to eat, or go bowling, or even see a movie or you would just stay at one of the houses laying on the couch, legs slightly tangled. It made your face grow hot and your stomach to flip every time you thought of sitting that close to him that you are actually wrapped up in each other. It seemed so intimate and even though you did it sometimes when you were both sixteen, you didn’t realize that until now.

It was around five o’clock, and your dad had just pulled the car into the Mendes driveway since it was their night to host dinner, and turned the car off. Unbuckling, your seat belt, you followed after the rest of your family to the door and instantly as the doorbell rang it opened to a smiling Karen, oven mitt held in her hand. One by one your family began to pile into the house, smiles instantly flying onto their faces. You stepped in after them and Karen closed the door after you with a small thud blocking out the new spring breeze.

You were about to follow everyone else to the kitchen when her voice stopped you, “Oh Y/N, Shawn’s upstairs if you wanted to go get him. Dinner is almost ready.”

“Okay, thanks,” you replied your tone light and sweet.

You made sure she had made her way back to the kitchen before you turned and dashed up the stairs going two steps at a time. You jogged through the upstairs hallways, your family probably able to hear you, and straight into his room. The door fell shut after you causing Shawn to jump at the noise as you collapsed on your side onto his twin size bed, your light pink tank top rising a little as you hit the mattress. Shawn turned around in the office swivel chair at his desk and a small smile started to form on his lips, his eyes looking at your strewn figure stopping for a few seconds at your waist where skin was now showing just above the waist line of your jeans.

“What are you doing?” he asked, a chuckle bubbling in his throat.

Leaning onto your elbow, your fist supported your chin as your other hand went to tug down the bottom of your shirt upon noticing his wandering eyes, “Just came to see the old room.”

This time he couldn’t help but laugh at how innocent your voice had sounded with your fingers now tangling with the material of his bedspread. You watched as Shawn shook his head at how you were acting, a smile stretched across your face. Sitting up on the bed, you dangle your feet off the edge and tugged at your shirt again as you gave him a small shy smile.

“There was a lot of time spent in this room and well on this bed,” you continued not picking up on the words coming out of your mouth until you had said them.

Instantly, Shawn’s smile had turned into a smirk one that you knew that his head had gone in the gutter at your words. Yours did at least. Usually, you would have been able to laugh it off without a sense of worry but your stupid mouth had gotten you into this situation where his teasing look was now making your cheeks turn a darker shade than your shirt. He chuckled as you suddenly were laughing out of embarrassment.

“Not like that!” you exclaimed pointing a finger at him, “We never did that and will never do that… ever.”

He nodded as if he agreed but the playful smirk gave away that he now was trying to mess with you. “Uh huh.”

You shake your head trying to hide your smile but it wasn’t working, “I mean it, Mendes. I don’t know what you’re up to but just keep your hands to yourself that’s all I ask.”

“Okay, Y/L/N, I’ll try but we both know that I can’t resist you,” he teased, sending a wink before he swiveled back around to face his desk where you had just noticed housed a bunch of loose pieces of paper.

Standing from the bed, you moved over towards him and the guitar that was nestled between his feet. Stood behind the chair, you bent forward and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your chin finding a place in the point between his neck and shoulder. A chuckle rumbled in his chest and you smiled at the feeling and the sound.

“The girl tells me to keep my hands to myself when she can’t even do that herself,” he said turning his head to see you out of the corner of his eye smiling with a light blush on your face.

“Oh shut up,” you replied, playfully hitting him the back of the head as you unwrapped your arms from around him and stood keeping one hand on each of his shoulders, “Now what are you working on?”

He shrugged, “Just some lyrics.”

“Can I hear them?” you asked.

Shawn’s eyes widened at your question but couldn’t help but send a small smile back at you as he grabbed his guitar. It was the first time you were getting really involved in his career. Besides when you had listened to his song in the car on the way to the Toronto Maple Leafs game a week ago, you hadn’t asked about many of his new songs or what he was working on at the moment. Sure you had talked about his album he was working on and all the other crazy stuff that came with his job but you hadn’t just sat down and listened to the real thing that made him able to do what he does. His voice and how he performed.

With that, Shawn took your wrist gently in his hand and led you around the chair. You leaned against the wooden desk making sure to not crinkle any of the paper his lyrics were on as he lifted his guitar up and into his lap. He strummed the guitar to make sure it was in tune before he adjusted it again on his lap his eyes glancing up towards yours for a second before falling back down to the guitar. Then all at once, as he started to play and opened his mouth to sing you felt everything within you fall apart.

Chills traveled up and down your body as you took in the lyrics that fell from his pretty lips and how perfect they sounded. You took in the expressions that filled his face as he sang and how much passion that passed through them. The talent that filled this man sat in front of you was something you could barely handle and you knew that he deserved everything this world had to offer him. Your eyes moved away from Shawn up and around his room feeling the breath in your throat get caught as you glanced at all the old fan art that was sent when he was making covers on YouTube. There were so many people who supported him unconditionally and you wished that he knew how much you had too ever since the beginning. Hearing him sing something he’d written in front of you, made your heart swell because of all the times you had wanted to see him perform when he was back in Toronto but were too sick to go. If only he knew.

Your eyes trailed across the walls as the words Shawn was singing that could only represent how much love and longing he held, your gaze found the small section of the room that had pictures only for high school and when you were younger. There were some of Shawn with Brian and his other friends but a lot were of you and him. Your hands began to grip the desk tightly as you looked back towards him. His eyes were closed and a small smile was forming on his lips as he sang the last few high notes.

Seconds later, his amber eyes met yours and all you could do was stare in silence. Your lips were trying to lift in a smile because you had no words to express how much you felt for Shawn and how proud of him you were. That’s why you couldn’t help but feel bad every time knowing what you had put him through despite him not knowing the truth which only made you feel worse that you were too scared to tell him.

You knew instantly as Shawn placed his guitar on the ground he could sense your anxiety though you were smiling. He rolled the chair closer to you and wrapped his hands gently around your wrists to pull them off from the sharp edge of the desk. Your hands dropped to your sides and his warm touch was lost. He stared up towards you, smiling trying to make you do the same. His hands then reached out and wrapped around the back of your thighs, gripping onto the back of your jeans. He pulled you forward and slowly a step at a time you moved forward until you were placed in between his legs, your own hands falling to his shoulders again. You sighed happily as his thumbs began to rub small circles into the back of your legs. Reaching forward, your hand moved up towards Shawn’s jaw where your thumb began to trace the edge of his chin causing his smile to widen.

That’s when you felt the pressure being put on your legs like he was trying to pull you down onto him but before you could get that far the door burst open causing you to jump apart. You were pressed back against the desk and Shawn rolled his chair back a few feet as you both looked towards the doorway to find Aaliyah standing there gaze moving back and forth from you and Shawn.

“What’s going on?” she asked a single eyebrow raising.

“Nothing,” Shawn replied, quickly rubbing the back of his neck giving him away that he was nervous.

“Doesn’t look like nothing,” Aaliyah grinned, leaning against the doorway.

Shawn avoided eye contact with the younger Mendes and his frantic look was then sent your way almost begging for help to get out of this. You moved away from the desk and went over to stand in front of Aaliyah. “Um, I’m guessing dinner is ready. Right, that’s why you came to get us?”

Aaliyah just kept smiling towards you like she knew what was going on but how could she when you didn’t even know yourself, “Yeah, my mom sent me up to get you guys.”

“Okay, thank you,” you smiled trying to hide how pink your face was starting to turn.

Aaliyah looked from you and then around you towards Shawn before she turned on her heels and walked back out of the room towards the stairs. You began to follow her knowing that if you didn’t go now she would just come back but as you stood in the doorway you looked back towards Shawn who was standing from the black cushioned office chair. He ran his fingers through his curls before his eyes flickered up noticing you still in the doorway.

Your lips pulled into a smile, “It sounded really good. You’re really amazing, Shawn.”

His mouth opened in surprise for a moment before pulling into a smile. Following his sister, you stepped out into the hall and instantly Shawn stumbled after you down the stairs. Upon entering the kitchen, you made your way towards the island to dish yourself behind Aaliyah who was already making herself one. She sent a smug grin over her shoulder towards you and you mouthed the word “what” to her with wide eyes. She shook her head as if saying nothing before she turned back to gathering her food which happened to be Alfredo, a Caesar salad, and garlic bread tonight. You were in the middle of dishing your salad when Shawn had appeared in the kitchen slipping slightly at how fast he was moving. He had a light shade of pink dusting over his cheeks and his eyes were still wide as he ran his fingers through his curls again.

“Woah, Mendes you good?” James asked from his spot at the kitchen table, seeming to be the first one to notice Shawn who nodded in response.

“Why, you in such a hurry?” Manny asked slight amusement heard in his words.

“U-Uh just hungry, that’s all,” his son said stuttering over his words slightly as he came up behind you and grabbed a plate for himself. A giggle coming from Aaliyah ringing in both of your ears.

Filling your plate, you followed after Aaliyah towards the table and took a seat in between her and James knowing you couldn’t take any teasing from her if you sat next to her brother. Everyone had found a spot at the table and Shawn was the last to come over and plop down in the last empty seat which happened to be right across from you. Quickly the parents in the room began to make light conversation that was full of humor which James would add to and Aaliyah would too from time to time.

You and Shawn, however, were very quiet as you ate only speaking when asked something or had the conversation directed to one of you. You knew why you weren’t talking as much and now you only wondered if it was the same reason for him. It had to be because what was happening, upstairs, between the two of you was way too intimate for two best friends. It made you wonder what would have happened if Aaliyah wouldn’t have walked in. Would Shawn have pulled you into his lap? Would he have kissed you? Or just hug you tightly as friends would?

Your thoughts were then interrupted by a foot making contact with yours under the table. At first, you thought it was maybe an accident and that someone had bumped your foot while trying to readjust where their’s was placed, but then you felt it again. It was a sock clad foot and it made its way from your foot up to your ankle. Your eyes flickered up from your pasta towards Shawn with the nervous and surprised look now wiped off his face and replaced with that smirk again. His fork was twirling around in his salad when his eyes moved up to meet yours just as his foot pushed at yours playfully. Rolling your eyes, you tried to ignore it and took a bite of your pasta but it didn’t go away.

Though your attention was brought away from a teasing Shawn towards Karen who had said your name from across the table, “Y/N, dear, are you alright? You seem awfully quiet tonight.”

Shawn’s grin grew as his foot went back to bumping against yours causing you to swallow your pasta with a sheepish grin, “Oh yes. Just tired is all. I’ll be better tomorrow.”

“Y/N, had two classes today and had to travel towards the city. Said the drive was long by herself,” your dad continued the conversation.

Manny offered a smile, “Yeah, well being tired is just one result of working your ass off. I can tell you really want this and I think we’re all proud of whatever you decide to move forward in as of a career.”

You returned the smile obviously happy by his kind words but it was hard to take it all in with the distraction on your leg. Not able to find your words, you pulled your leg back from Shawn and then kicked forward hitting him in the shin as you responded to his father, “Thanks, Manny that means a lot to hear.”

Manny nodded towards you but now was looking at his son who had let out a loud grunt. You guess you kicked him harder than you thought. “Shawn, you okay?”

“Yeah,” he smiled waving it off, “Just a noodle went down the wrong tube is all.”

Everyone didn’t question him further and changed the subject to something else but you weren’t listening too busy silently laughing to yourself. Sneaking a glance up towards Shawn, he was already looking at you shaking his head and nose scrunched up at you. You just shrugged and smiled innocently before going back to eating your delicious Alfredo feet tucked under your chair so they were far away from his for the rest of dinner.

It had been a couple hours later and you and Shawn hadn’t said too much after the whole foot incident in dinner but you didn’t care because you both knew he was just trying to tease you. That’s why you sat in the kitchen playing cards with Aaliyah and James as Shawn sat in the living room talking about some business stuff with your father, which you were clueless about. You were currently in an intense round of Rummy and felt like you were about to win when your mother’s voice rang through the doorway.

“Kids, need you in the living room,” she called instantly gaining groans out of the three of you.

“Wait!” Aaliyah yelled back suddenly playing her turn quickly.

James chuckled as he turned towards the doorway where your mom was standing smiling at the three of you, “Can we get another few minutes, I’m about to beat bug over here at a round of Rummy.”

You scoffed before shoving your brother playfully in the arm, “Nice try, bud. But it's about to be the other way around.”

“Oh, what’s given you that idea?” he challenged, glancing at his cards before looking back at you.

“Since I’ve beat you a handful of times in the last how many times we’ve played,” you sassed trying to flip your short hair over your shoulder but though it was down it didn’t work.

James smiled about to give a snippy comeback when he was cut of by your mother who moved towards the table and snatched the cards out of all three of your hands causing protests to come from your mouths.

“Katherine, no,” Aaliyah whined, “I was finally going to win one.”

Your mom laughed, “I’m sorry but you guys can finish later. Please come into the living room.”

“Well we’ll have to start all over if we want to play later because you mixed up the cards,” James mumbled under his breath gaining a small slap to the back of his head by your mom.

“Shush now,” she replied pushing you towards the couch, “I think you guys will enjoy this. We haven’t watched one of these in a long time and we even added a few new ones.”

You already had a feeling what she was talking about as you plopped down onto the large L shaped grey couch, Aaliyah sitting next to you as Manny and your father messed with the TV. Glancing around you spotted your mother taking a seat at the far end of the couch next to Karen while James had settled into a nearby recliner. You didn’t spot Shawn until you glanced over your shoulder to find him leaned against the back wall behind the couch, lip tucked in between his teeth and hands stuffed into his pants. At meeting your eyes, he smiled but you looked away as soon as your dad let out a holler at the TV.

“Yeah, there we go,” he cackled, “About fucking time we figured this thing out though we’ve done this so many times before.”

“Bradley,” your mom scolded at his tongue but smiled towards the man anyways as he took a seat on the other side of you, Manny on the other end of the couch.

“What?” your dad asked, swinging an arm around the back of the couch where you sat, “They’re all adults now and I mean Aaliyah isn’t that far from it.”

Your mom rolled her eyes at his response and didn’t say anything more as she settled back into the couch just as Manny began to fiddle with the remote. Just as he pushed play, you felt Aaliyah lean closer to your side as she whispered, “I think I already know what this is.”

“Me too,” you replied, feeling your chest warm at the beaming smile that pulled at her lips.

Sitting with your hands in your lap, your face brightened as the screen turned from black to the view of the Mendes living room. The date reading December 15, 2003 at the bottom of the left corner from the old video camera. You could hear the voice of Manny mumbling behind the camera as he lifted it to a view that caused a soft “aww” to leave your throat. On the couch in the living room around fifteen years ago was a five year old Shawn holding a three month old Aaliyah. There were multiple voices in the background some you recognized as your parents. Shawn had a small round face with floppy hair that was straight across his forehead. His ears stuck out a little bit and he was dressed in a red jumper and dark jeans that appeared too big for him. The little boy kept sneaking glances up towards his dad then back towards Aaliyah who was all but a small baby with chubby cheeks and drool settling on her chin.

It was about thirty seconds of Manny zooming in and out on the two of them when you saw another person enter the view and plop down next to the young Shawn. Everyone in the room lets out a small chuckle at the sight of you, also five years old, sitting close to him looking down at Aaliyah. You had long hair that was pulled into a low ponytail at the back of your head and wore a multicolor striped shirt. Your little self smiled down revealing a tooth from the front to be missing. Five year old Shawn looked at five year old you before leaning it to whisper something and then within a matter of seconds, he had carefully handed you Aaliyah and began to wander out of the living room.

Manny used the camera to zoom onto little Shawn who looked to be heading towards the kitchen when he called out to him, “Shawn, buddy, where are you going?”

“I-I’m going to get a muffin,” he called back his high pitched soft voice stuttering as he looked back at the camera before continuing in the kitchen where you see him stop in front of a ten year old James, who handed him a large blueberry muffin.

The camera turned off going black and the video was moving to the next one when from beside you Aaliyah turned around to send her brother a teasing smile, “Wow some things never change.”

Everyone chuckled at the comment of Shawn being the same when it comes to muffins, and he even laughed himself as the next frame focused. This one was a little over a year later from the first, on December 31, 2004. Manny once again had the camera and now was filming a six year old Shawn who sat on the steps kicking his feet against the wood.

“Bud, what you doing?” Manny asked causing the six year old to look up. The kid shrugged in reply as Manny zoomed in towards him who now looked to have slightly shorter hair than five year old Shawn. “Are you happy it’s New Year’s Eve?”

He nodded and mustered up a smile for his dad as Manny continues to ask questions, “Who are you going to kiss at midnight?”

Instantly at the question, Shawn’s mouth opened in disgust showing his small round teeth as his little nose scrunched up, “No one.”

“Not even Y/N?”

His face only scrunched more if that was possible as the frame zoomed in, “No! Gross.”

Manny chuckled behind the camera as he turned it over towards you, who was still five almost six, dancing to the music with James. “Yeah, but isn’t she your friend?”

“Friends don’t kiss!” Shawn uttered, his voice screeching before he jumped from the stairs and ran away from the camera.

Once again laughter filled the room as the TV went black for a few seconds. From there is showed a bunch of small clips as you two seemed to get older with each new clip. They were videos of you two dancing and singing and playing games and just laughing a lot. Even Aaliyah and James made a showing once in a while since you four seemed to be together all the time if it wasn’t just you and Shawn. You laughed when each one came on forgetting most of these things happened. As you watched each new clip you wanted to turn to look at Shawn to see his reaction but you felt like everyone would notice if you did.

It was when the clips started to get into the years where you and Shawn were teenagers that you felt yourself scoot further off the seat, eyes locked onto the TV. The clip opened up to the same spot the very first one had, with Shawn, in the living room on the couch with mumbling behind the camera between Karen and Manny asking if the camera was on and if it was recording. That’s when you looked at the date and remembered exactly what this was. March 24, 2012. He had just started posting covers onto YouTube at this point. Shawn was fourteen, lanky, dressed in a blue Nike sweatshirt with a pair of basketball shorts. There was a red pimple present on his chin and he had hair that fell straight across his head and poked out slightly at his ear which just so happened to be pierced with two black studs.

“Ah, there it is,” you exclaimed, causing everyone to look away from the TV towards you who was grinning like an absolute idiot, “The earrings.”

They all chuckled at you and the one that stuck out the most was Shawn’s who had stayed standing the whole time as this had been playing and you wished more than anything that he would just come scoot in between you and Aaliyah instead of standing in the back alone.

“I remember this,” Karen sighed happily from the end of the couch and it once again became silent and everyone focused back on the TV as fourteen year old Shawn started to talk.

“Mom, Dad what’s going on?” he asked, voice still slightly high, as he was beginning to hit puberty, while looking around the empty room towards the camera that was being fiddled with by his parents, “Are you guys filming me right now?”

“No, of course not honey,” Karen replied to her son now seeming to have the camera in her hands instead of Manny’s.

“Then why would you be holding it right in my direction with the side screen open if you weren’t videotaping me,” Shawn had looked around the room again as his parents grew silent defeated by their son who was still utterly confused, “What’s going on?”

As he looked out the window away from the entrance of the living room that’s when it happened. You had jumped out and onto Shawn, your leg wrapped around his waist and arms wrapping around his neck, tackling him onto the couch. Your face had tucked into his shoulder as you began laughing and as soon as he had registered that you were the one who had jumped on him and was hugging him, he smiled so wide and pulled you hard against his chest. Laughter was falling from the both of you, as you hugged and hugged like no one was watching.

“But how?” Shawn blurted, pulling away from the hug, forgetting about the camcorder his parents were holding and still taping on.

“I decided to come home a week early because I missed you so much,” you heard your young teenage self reply before you were pulled back into a bone crushing hug from Shawn.

You remember that day like it was yesterday, you had been gone for two weeks visiting your grandparents back in the U.S. and was actually supposed to be with them for three weeks but it was the first time you and Shawn had ever been away that long from each other. You missed him so much that you had gone home a week early and surprised him which was being shown in this home video clip. When you had thought of the idea at thirteen you never thought that would have been his reaction but when it was, it had made you the happiest girl in the world because you had Shawn as your best friend and most days that’s the best thing you ever had.

The smile couldn’t stop but form on your lips because for so long you were starting to forget what yours and his friendship was like. Sure you were getting an idea now because you’ve spent the last whole week with him but even then it’s not the same. Something was different and it wasn’t only your attraction towards him. Something had actually changed and you weren’t sure of what it was. These videos seemed to reveal who you were and what it was like to be a happy kid every day just getting to spend time with your best friend and your family. You missed those days more than anything but you felt more relieved that you were getting back to what that felt like after all this time apart from them.

The clip ended with loud laughter coming through the camera from thirteen almost fourteen year old you and fourteen year old Shawn who still hadn’t let you go on the couch. There was barely a break before the next one dove right in and instantly you knew this was going to be a treat because this was one you remembered quite vividly too. June 19, 2014. Prom. The frame scanned around what was your backyard in the early summer, the sun falling from the sky, and large flower garden blooming as multiple prom couples stood in tuxes and multiple colored sequined dresses getting individual pictures before the group ones. Finally the camera landed on you, who stood at a white table near the entrance of the house, hair in a braided updo with loose pieces of hair that framed around your face curled, makeup all bronzed, and a long two piece dress that had the top sequined in silver and the bottom gown part was a light pink that flowed down to your ankles. A light pink corsage was wrapped around your wrist to match. The photos had been only going on for around a half hour and you were already found at the table full of snacks.

The person with the camera kept walking closer to you and zooming in on you as you began to pick strawberries off of one of the plates. It had been a few seconds before you turned to show the camera a view from the front as you simply rolled your eyes while swallowing another strawberry. “James really?” you had said, seeming irritated by the way your brother kept zooming in on the camera though you were a few feet away.

“What?” James, who was twenty at the time asked, “Just wanted to get your thoughts about the day before you head off for the evening.”

“Thoughts about what?” you had questioned smoothing down your dress.

“I don’t know the experience or something. Manny just left me with the camera. Oh, how are pictures going?” James chuckled zooming the camera out as you let out a small groan.

“So long,” you whined, “I’m so hungry and so bored.”

“Where’s Matt?” James wondered out loud turning the camera in the direction where you pointed to show a bunch of rowdy hockey players goofing off where your date was currently in the middle of.

The camera moved back towards you where you were eating another strawberry. “And Shawn?” James followed where you pointed again across the lawn where he stood near a tree, arm wrapped around Lauren’s waist, who had been his date, for individual pictures.

“Demi?” James tried again the camera falling onto Demi who was wrapped up in her prom date’s arms dressed in a red strapless dress. The camcorder was back on you where you were now eating a pig in a blanket. “Hey, bug you okay?”

“Huh,” you moved away from the snack table to see James still taping and instantly put a smile on your face, “Yeah, fine.”

“Y/N!” that’s when your name was called out by Matt, one of the best hockey players on the hockey team and who you had been excited to go with to prom only to find out how much of a shitty date he was. “You ready to take those pictures yet?”

“Yeah,” you called back sighing before walking up the small hill towards your date who had been pulled back into a conversation with one of his teammates.

The frame changed but still had the same date but now the time on the screen appeared to be twenty minutes after you had been on it. Now the camera was moving closer towards Shawn, who was alone sat at the top of a picnic table fixing the purple flower that was pinned to his black tux.

“Mendes!” James still happened to be in charge of the camera.

“James, hey,” Shawn smiled but then glanced down towards the camera near his face, “What are you doing?”

“I’m stuck on camera duty,” James shrugs causing the camera to move slightly.

“Ah, cause my mom’s taking pictures,” he elaborated, “So is there anything you want me to say?”

“Nah, its fine Y/N literally sat here and complained about how boring these pictures are,” James replied zooming in towards Shawn whose smile dropped.

“Wait is Y/N not having a good time?” Shawn asked.

“Well, it could be better.”

Shawn’s frown also disappeared, a smug grin forming on his lips, “I know just the thing. Hey, make sure you’re recording during group pictures okay?”

“No problem,” James replied before Shawn was beckoned away by Lauren.

Changing again, the frame landed on a group of the prom couples together getting pictures taken. The time only changing by fifteen minutes from when Shawn was talking. There were around six or seven couples in the picture. The boys stood behind the girls an arm placed on their waist. You and Matt were on one end as Shawn and Lauren were around three couples down. As the camcorder was recording, you could see how Shawn was looking at you between the pictures and even when some were being taken. After a while, you had caught his gaze and sent him a confused look as he smirked towards you the rest of the people in the picture oblivious to you and him. Finally, you just rolled your eyes at him and ignored him but before the group photo had come to an end, he broke free from around Lauren and started running straight towards you. Your eyes widen and leaped away from Matt beginning to move in the opposite direction of where Shawn was losing your heels in the process. As he caught up, he grabbed you by the waist and threw you over his shoulder and held the back of your thighs as you began to thrash against him.

“Shawn! Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, put me down right now!” you were shouting at him but there was laughter in your voice and some people laughed along with the situation while others stared confused but at the moment neither one of you cared.

The TV went black meaning it was the end of the home videos from the camcorder and felt your heart warm at all the laughter that filled the room as everyone glanced from you to Shawn. You finally were able to get yourself to turn around to look at him to only find him with a boyish grin on his face, cheeks rosy, hair tousled, and the happiest you’d probably seen him in a long time. Staring for a second too long, you turned back around and stood from the couch gaining a questioning view from your father.

“Where are you going, hun?” he asked.

You offered a small smile for reassurance as you headed for the kitchen, “I’m just going to get some air. I’ll be back.”

No one else stopped you as you walked through the kitchen and out the door to the patio. You walked down the few steps until your feet hit the grass and you let out a strangled breath as you looked up towards the sky to find the starry sky. You had to figure out something because you couldn’t keep doing this, being happy and then becoming sad because you’re happy when you shouldn’t be. It’s too frustrating and exhausting and not only for you but for everyone else around you.

One of these days you were going to have to tell Shawn, tell his family, tell everyone else you knew about what you had gone through. What you had survived. It was something you should be proud of but to you made you feel ashamed that you had to admit that you once were sick and had to admit that you had been weak without wanting anyone to know. It was so hard and for so long you thought you weren’t going to make it. That you were going to die so it didn’t matter about what would happen next or thinking about what you were going to do for a future because for the longest time you had never been promised a future and it was always a slim chance. And now here you were, the slim chance had been a chance after all and now you had no fucking clue where to go to next in your miserable life.

Being so caught up in your thoughts, you hadn’t heard the door open behind you or the steps that had gotten near you. It wasn’t until a warm hand was wrapped around your arm that you noticed his presence next to you. Shawn sent a small comforting smile as he leaned into your back already warming you up from the chilly breeze that filled the air.

“You okay?” he asked.

You nodded turning around to face him with an unreadable expression on your face. As you looked over Shawn all you could think about was how much your heart ached for this man. It stirred a fear in you that you had never known before and because of that you decided to just ignore it and say what was already falling out of your mouth.

“I’m perfect,” you whispered arms wrapped up and around his neck, “I’m perfect as long as I’m with you.”

His lips formed into the biggest smile, showing his pearly whites, as you pulled him into a hug. His arms wrapped around your lower back as his nose nestled into your hair. His hand ran up and down your back as you just held onto him for dear life. After a few minutes though he pulled back, hand moving to your shoulder where his thumb could stroke your collar bone that was partially exposed.

“Hey what are you doing tomorrow?” he asked amber eyes sparkling.

You sighed, “I have to run back to Toronto to grab a few more things since I’m staying a couple days longer down here and then I have to meet up with Demi for brunch.”

“Okay, but you’re free after that. Afternoon? Evening?” Shawn questioned his smile still there.

You let your hands drop from around his neck and raked them down his chest, “Yes, I’m free after that.”

“Would you want to meet up, there is something I want to show you,” he was beaming as he spoke instantly sending your gloomy mood out of the window.

“Yeah, of course, but I’m not sure what time I’ll get back here tomorrow,” you mumbled watching as he started to shake his head.

“No, it’s in the city. The thing I want to show you is in Toronto,” he explained biting onto his bottom lip.

You nodded, “Okay. Just text me where you want to meet tomorrow.”

“Yes!” Shawn exclaimed pulling you back into his arms as you both pulled your attention back onto the starry sky.

And as his arm was wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you into his side, you could feel your heart start to beat out of your chest and you could only hope that he couldn’t hear or maybe you secretly wished he could.

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Do uhhhh Noki and Alli for the OC info dump post

oh tea

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Alli:

Full Name: Alli. Simple as that JDJSJSK tho she has a lotta nicknames. Nevermore or just Nev is one of em

Gender and Sexuality: Demigirl, ace/bi

Pronouns: She/her

Ethnicity/Species: Impim

Birthplace and Birthdate: The Lonely Sea, birthday & age unknown.

Guilty Pleasures: Astrology, even though she knows it's bullshit probably. She doesn't know her birthday so she considers herself a Cancer sun since she vibes most with it.

Phobias: Drowning, the dark, being left alone. She's actually very clingy and slightly, slightly codependent on Noki ckskdkfk so if he's gone for too long (which isn't often bc he's also codependent on her NFMSKDKF) she gets v anxious.

What They Would Be Famous For: Star making!! She uses her magic to create beautiful and colourful stars. It's very weak magic, currently, but she's working on making the stars last longer. On a more realistic scale tho I'd say necklace/jewelry making? I could see her and Noki making some cool as fuck pearl necklaces if Noki ever agrees for that to happen but considering he's a hoarder I doubt it JDNDKFKF

What They Would Get Arrested For: Manslaughter :) she's quiet and actually mostly nonverbal so u won't Know u pushed her over the edge until ur almost dead

OC You Ship Them With: NOKIIIIIII DNSNDMDMDM BUT IT'S LIKE. VERY PLATONIC TBH. they're in a qpp!

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: ... Well.

Considering many of my ocs have not one world where they all interact with each other unless they're intertwined with their individual backstories somehow or I have story ideas for a group of ocs, almost all my ocs don't actually know each other in their canons. Alli and Noki are in their own little universe (probs mainly composed of Impims, and also maybe my Impstars I recently got— I plan to get more ocs in both species) so besides each other atm they don't really know anyone.

With that being said realistically Noki would NOT KILL HER but, the chances... are not zero ig NSNSMSMDMFM

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: BoOksm???? this bitch cannot read or focus on reading. same goes with movies amskdkdkdkakd. focus machine broke. so the answer is "i dunno my mans"

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: Romance. ok listen. she's on the aro spectrum. demi-biromantic. and since romance squicks me out it squicks all my ocs out thanks for coming to my ted talkJDMSMDMF

Talents and/or Powers: Very weak magic!! she's working on powering it up tho. She can use it to float, create things out of objects (preferably stars out of pearls tho), and if needed, to protect herself. Talent-wise tho I imagine she's very very good at singing tho she's embarrassed abt it and only does it rarely

Why Someone Might Love Them: Bc she's pwecious :3

Why Someone Might Hate Them: Bc she's anxious and semi-verbal and nOOO ONEEEE WHO'S NT KNOWS HOW TO TALK TO A NONVERBAL/ANXIOUS PERSON JFC

How They Change: She does not wear clothes she has fur I don't know yet tbh. Noki probs helps her come out of her shell over time?

Why You Love Them: She was my first Impim that I got to design for myself NDMSKSK and I absolutely adoreeee the Impim species,,,, they make me so happy,

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Noki:

Full Name: Juuuust Noki. Or maybe Nokia

Gender and Sexuality: CIS male, bi/aro

Pronouns: He/him

Ethnicity/Species: Impim :'3c

Birthplace and Birthdate: Unknown™

Guilty Pleasures: Petty theft and hoarding Shiny Objects™

Phobias: The sunlight. His eyes are sensitive as hell cndmdmd and the beach him and Alli live on is in a permanent state of night. He's also not too fond of crabs or anything suddenly touching him when he's in the sea. He's super jumpy and if a crab pinches him suddenly he'll lose his shit and cry NFMSMSMD

What They Would Be Famous For: Pulling Off The Best Heist Ever™

What They Would Get Arrested For: Robbery and manslaughter :)

OC You Ship Them With: ALLLIIIII

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: ALLLIIIII CNNSAKDKFKLDLFLFK despite her being anxious she doesn't take people's shit and if Noki's being,, not ANNOYING but not PLEASANT TO BE AROUND she wouldn't hesitate to tell him off. She does love him tho and he loves her dw fjskskck. In a darker au tho she would absolutely kill him bc that's hilarious to me

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: ACTION™ he's a fan of comic books tbh bc of the Pretty Pictures™ And Colour™

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: Romance. ok. it's boring I'm sorryJDMAMSKF

Talents and/or Powers: Minor water control! Think waterbending but much weaker. He can't bend water like Kat/a/ra can in A.T.L.A but he can make small puddles and water droplets on surfaces move around. He dreams of being able to control the sea one day!

Why Someone Might Love Them: he's a goofball tbh and he's always trying to make Alli laugh

Why Someone Might Hate Them: he has his moments where he's a bit overwhelming! He's hyperverbal and can't sit still for long. Alli gets overloaded easily so they kinda clash in that aspect NDSNSJDKDK

How They Change: While he helps Alli through her anxiety, she helps him learn how to cope with his Can't Sit Still Or Focus disorder™. Over time he learns how to meditate somewhat and how to Slow Down when needed. And Alli helps keep him on track when need be!

Why You Love Them: HE WAS MY FIRST IMP BAB,,,,,,,,,,,,, THANK U HUMAN ALLI FER MY LIFE AKDMDKSKDK. i also love him more bc u designed him and he's!!!!!!! perfect,,

#long post #oc ramble #pong post #impim #impims #ask

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Chapter 5

Y/N'S POV

Recap:

I went to the restroom to wash my face and brush my teeth.

I heard a ding from my phone.

I saw that it was an email....

I then saw who it was from and dropped my phone from excitement and shock!

End of Recap:

I realized I broke my screen protector.

I honestly didn't care!

I just got a email from Island Records!

I let out a scream, falling to the ground.

I was in shock! I didn't know what to do.

I heard a knock on the door, "Y/N is everything alright?" Tessa said opening the door.

I stood up, "Everything is perfect!" I said hugging her.

"Wwwoow! Ok?" Tessa said confused, hugging me back.

I laughed.

"Oh my god?! What do I do?" I said out loud to myself.

"What?? Do what?" Tessa said anxiously.

"I-I-" I stuttered, trying to explain.

Tessa nodded patiently.

"Just, Just check the phone!!" I shrieked

"Ok! Ok!" Tessa said reluctantly.

She checked the phone and saw the notification.

She yelled happily my phone dropping, again.

She hugged me and we starting jumping happily.

"Y/N!! This is great!" She yelled, as we jumped together.

"I know! I know!" I screamed.

"What is all this ruckus about??"

The rest of members were outside of my bathroom staring at us.

"What's going on?" Ivan asked, laughing.

"Y/N got an email from Island Records!!" Tessa yelled, still hugging me.

"Oh my god!! That's great!!" Bethany yelled joining the hug.

Everyone was yelling and screaming, congratulating me.

They all joined the hug.

10 minutes later..........

We all calmed down and sat in my bed.

I had my phone against my chest, I was too nervous to check the email.

"Come on!! You can do it!!" Froy said reassuringly.

"Alright!" I whispered confidently.

I slowly got my phone with one eye closed, not wanting to see the screen.

Ivan hugged me, reassuringly.

I smiled and finally got the courage to check the email.

I opened up the email, looking at the Island Records logo!

"Ok, ok! I'm so nervous!" I said

Everyone smiled and giggled, telling me to go on.

I began to read the email:

Good Afternoon, Ms. Y/L/N,

We have took a fond of your great work Ms. Y/L/N! An artist from our records label has introduced us to your amazon musical talent!

This artist would like to collaborate and work with you, Ms. Y/L/N. The artist would like to keep itself anonymous until you meet the artist!

If you are interested in meeting with the artist and our team email us back! At [email protected].

Sincerely,

Island Records

I scream again and drop it again. A artist wants to meet me. I have to tell my brothers!

"What does it's say y/n/n?" Jazzy asks.

I pass it to Jazzy and she reads it out loud. Then next thing I know I'm being brought into a big group hug.

"This is so awesome! Who do you think the artist is?" Froy said.

"No clue, but wouldn't it be so cool if it's Shawn!?" I say all excited and they all groan, rolling their eyes.

"Not the Shawn stuff again!" Ivan said.

I giggle as they all head out of my room except Jazz.

"Are you going to meet with your family and tell them?" She asks.

"Well I'll at least meet with my three brothers, but my parents are still gone on their business trip so........ I'll probably video chat them to tell them tomorrow. I doubt my mother will be happy, but I'm somewhat close to my father so he'll probably be over the moon for me."

"You really think you're mother won't be happy? She lives and breathes for your career."

"Yeah, but she wanted a different artist from a different record label to pick me up so yeah I think that she won't be happy. I'll talk to my brothers about it."

"Ok. We'll have a good night babez! I'll be in my room if you need me!" She says and I giggle as she tackles me in a hug then walks out of my room.

I changed in my cute matching pjs and went to sleep.

The next day:

I take my phone out and click on Dylan's number. Hopefully he's not filming right now and he's at home with Garrett. I wait a minute then he picks up.

"Hey sis!" Dylan says in a over excited tone and I giggle.

"Hey Dyl. Are you and Garrett home?" I smile as I hear him do a fake thinking sound.

"Hi sis!" I giggle at hearing Garrett and Mason in the background.

"Yeah, me Garrett and Mason are here why?" He asks slightly confused.

"Well I was wondering if y'all would like to go out and have lunch with me. I have some news." I say within a smile and playing with the bottom of my shirt.

"Hey Gar, Mas do y'all wanna go to lunch with y/n!" I hear him yell to them and giggle lightly.

"Well duh! Would we ever say no!" I heard Garrett respond to Dylan.

I giggle again as Dylan comes back to the phone.

"I'm guessing that was a yes?!" I giggle.

"Yeah where do you wanna meet?"

"How about mackies(McDonald's)?" I asked.

"Yes!! Our favorite!" Dylan said.

"More like your favorite!" I say with a smile.

"You used to love mackies!"

"Yeah that was because I never realized what was in it." I say back.

"Yesss!! We're going to mackies!" I heard Garrett yell through the phone.

"I'm guessing he heard the my favorite part?" I giggled.

"Yup! We'll see you baby sis like around 1:00? Because we have to go to Moms and Dads house to get some clothes for Mason." Dylan explained.

"Yeah, 1:00 is great! I can't wait to share this news!!" I said excitedly.

"Ughh! Now I want to know!" Dylan groaned.

"Well you have to wait!" I laughed.

"Ughhh! Fine!" He said.

I laughed and ended the call.

I went downstairs and saw everyone in the kitchen.

"Y/N! Have you responded to the email!!" Bethany said.

"No! I'm going to right now! Do you guys want to help?" I asked.

They all agreed and they started helping with my response to the email!

The ending result:

Good Morning:

I want to start off by saying, thank you! Thank you to the artist that would like to collaborate with me. I really appreciate your team's recognition toward me!

I would happily want to meet up the artist and Island Records! It would be a dream come true!

Thank you again! Call me or email me back. If you would like to call me here's my number, (Your number) #(***)***-****

Thank you!

Y/F/N

I sent the email and we all started discussing about what artist might want to collaborate with me!

"Here, we can look online! To see the all the artists from Island Records!" Tessa said.

We all agreed and Tessa pulled out a list from online.

She started reading the artists names, out loud.

"Hey! What if it's Ariana Grande?? She's part of Island!" Ivan said as he read from the list.

"Or maybe it's Drake!!" Froy said excitedly.

"What about Hailee Steinfeld?" Jazzy said.

"Or Nick Jonas. Wait how about Nicki Minaj??" Emilio said looking at the list of artists.

"There's also Post Malone or The Weekend!" Jazzy said.

"Or Justin Bieber! Ohh! There's also Jennifer Lopez, Katy Perry, Demi Lovato..." Tessa said reading from the list.

"Awwww loook! And the love of your life Shawnie!" Tessa said teasingly, poking me.

I rolled my eyes.

We named a few more artists but I had to get ready for lunch!

I started looking through my huge closet.

I decided to wear something simple yet luxurious.

Outfit:

Makeup:

*Choose your Makeup Look*

Eyeshadow:

Lips:

Comment the name of the lip color you chose!

Hair:

I said goodbye to everyone and got on my Range Rover.

I was so excited to tell them the good news!

I drove off to Mackies. They weren't there yet so I decided to order for them!

I knew their orders.

"Hello can I get two Big Macs One Six piece chicken nuggets and One cheeseburger!" I ordered.

"Onions on the burgers?" The cashier asked.

"Onions on one of the Big Mac's please!" I ordered.

"Alright! Fries and drinks with the burgers right?" The cashier asked.

"Yes! Also can I get an order of extra fries?" I asked.

The cashier nodded and marked everything done.

"Alright that'll be $37.87" The cashier said.

I paid with my debit card and got my receipt.

"Also can I get a picture! Big fan!" She said.

"Of course!" I smiled and we took the picture.

I chose a table outside, and waited for the order.

They called the order and I went inside to get the food.

"Y/N, Right??" The worker said.

"Yeah." I said reluctantly at the worker because the order was so huge.

"Here's your order!" He said smiling.

"Umm? I don't think so??" I said looking at the order.

It had so many extra burgers and fries.

"The cashier's a big fan and convinced the manager to give you free food!" He said.

I gasped, "Thank you guys!" I said to all the workers.

I went outside to our seats.

I took a picture of the food and sent it to Garrett and Dylan on out group chat.

Twenty minutes later they get here and I see Dylan wave as he's unbuckles. Mason gets out and runs over to me.

"Sissy!" He says as I pick him up and place him on my lap.

Dylan looks down and sees the food and automatically grabs like five of the Big Mac's and I laugh.

"What?" He says shrugging.

"Nothing it's just this reminds me of that one time I was on set with you and then we got dinner here! You had like seven bags of food for yourself." I then pull up the Live Photo on my now broken screen protector and Garrett, Mason, and I die of laughter.

"That's not nice! Why do you still have that?? I told you to delete that. And can y'all blame me, I was hungry!" We all laugh at how he's defending himself.

"What's your big news sissy?" Asks Mason as he puts his finger in his mouth and cuddles into me.

"Alright! So this isn't exactly like the finest and richest restaurant! But it's an important and memorable one, I thought I would be a perfect place to tell you guys the news! It's a place we're we spent a lot of time before Mason was even born, it shows and represents our past and how we grew up. This news might be a great point in my future and this place shows how far I've come" I say starting up my speech.

"Wow! Ok so this is some good news." Dylan said wanting me to say more.

"Yeah it is some good news! Good isn't even a word to describe it. So you might be wondering how I broke my screen protector.....well it fell many times last night! We were so shocked that we dropped it a few times-" I was saying.

"We??" Garrett said.

I glared at him, "Let me finish!!"

"Gosh ok!!" Garrett said throwing a chicken nugget at my face.

I glared at him and laughed.

"Anyways!! So I got an important email last night!! I was so shocked and in disbelief that I dropped my phone and so did the others." I said explaining the situation.

"Ok ok! Get to the point! We want to know the big news! Stop getting distracted!" Dylan said impatiently.

"I know! I know! It's just that it's so huge that I don't know how to say it! It's been a dream of mine for so long! I just can't blurp it out like nothing!" I said happily.

"Come on you can do it, sis!" Mason said.

I giggled.

"Yeah listen to Mason!" Garrett said sassily.

"Ok, Ok! I'm so nervous! I don't know how to say it but..... Last night.. I got an email from... Island Records!!" I said squeaking out the last part.

"Oh my gosh baby girl that's so cool! Dylan said jumping up from his chair and embracing me in a hug.

"Let's see it! The email!" Garrett says excitedly and hugged me after Dylan.

They congratulated me and we had a little celebration.

I then handed them my phone. They look at it for a moment then look up at me.

"Who do you think the artist is?!" I giggled as they both asked that.

"I hones-" I get cut off by my excited brother.

"Wouldn't it be funny if it's Shawn?" I giggle as Garrett says that.

"That's what Tessa said." I giggle some more.

My brothers hug me and I smile. We then let Mason play for a bit then he comes back out and lays in my lap.

We stay for a few minutes so Dylan can finish his ice cream, I swear he eats like a horse. We throw our stuff out, I look down and see that Mason fell asleep in my lap I smile.

"Guys wanna come over to my place? I kinda need help telling mom and dad." I pick Mason up and carry him to Dylan's car, since his car seat was there.

"Yeah sure." Dylan says while getting into his car.

"Hey! Don't worry about it. We'll help you with it." Garrett said hugging me.

I smiled at him, "Thanks."

"Hey!! Don't stress over it! We'll be right by your side baby!" Dylan said from the inside of the car blowing me a kiss.

"Thanks guys! I love you." I said and went onto my car and we drove to my house.

We get to my house and I get out of the car. Dylan gets Mason then hands him over to me once he sees that I want my cuddly sleepy little brother.

Mason cuddles into me as I carry him up to his playroom/bedroom and place him on his bed:

Bedroom:

Playroom:

I walk to my room and see Dylan and Garrett on my bed ready to FaceTime my parents.

I sat down with them.

"You ready?" Dylan asked supportively.

I nodded.

"Alright! It's now or never!" Garrett said FaceTiming them.

"Hey guys! We've missed you!" My mom said and my dad waved smiling into the phone.

"Hey!" The three of us said.

"Is everything alright?" My dad asked.

"Yeah, Yeah! Everything's great. We umm- I have some news!" I stuttered, correcting myself.

"Well honey, we're about to land in LAX. So when we land we can drive over! If it's big news you don't have to tell us over FaceTime, it'll be better in person!" My mom said.

"O-ok!" I said.

"Well we'll wait for you guys here!" Dylan said ending the call and hugging me for support.

"Ughhhh! Now I have to tell her in person!" I said falling into my bed.

Dylan laughed, "Come on! It won't be that bad!"

"Yes it will! She wants Capitol Records or some other Record Label to recognize me!" I said groaning.

"Hey, hey! They just want to meet up with you so you can collaborate with one of their artists. They didn't exactly say they want to sign you. It would be great if they did, but hey at least she won't have a reason to be disappointed cause they just want to meet up with you, ok!" Garrett said going all supportive brother on me.

"You're right, you're right! And even if they did sign me, it won't matter what she had to say because it my life! If she likes it or not then too bad!" I said frustrated.

"Hey! She'll like it ok, baby girl! Maybe at first she won't like it but she'll get used to it ok! She'll be so proud of you, we all will!" Dylan said reassuring me and pulling me into a hug while kissing my forehead in the process.

45 minutes later.....

My parents walked into my room and greeted us.

We hugged them and greeted them as well.

"We missed you guys!" My dad said.

"We did too!" Garrett said hugging my mom.

We all settled down, "So what's the big news, darling?" My mother asked.

"Well Dylan and Garrett already know! So I just have to tell you guys." I said to them.

"Alright! What is it?" My dad asked.

"Ok....Well.." I tried explaining

"Here just show them the emails." Garrett said grabbing my phone and opening the emails.

I felt more relieved that they can just see it, instead of me telling them.

They got my phone and started reading the emails.

"OH MY GOD, SWEETHEART!" My mom said tackling me in a hug.

"Wait...What!?" I said surprised.

I thought she would've been mad or disappointed, but.... she was happy for me.

"Honey this is great!!" My dad said joking the hug.

I smiled.

My mom pulled away, "Wait?? So you aren't like mad or something??" I asked slowly.

"What no!! Why would I? I'm so proud of you!" My mom asked.

"It's-Its cause I thought you wanted another record label to recognize me!" I said quickly.

"I've realized that, that doesn't matter anymore! You'll be the best singer with or without my choice of record label. You'll be a great singer because of you! Not the label!" My mom explained.

I tackled her with a hug, I felt some tears falling down my face.

It felt so amazing that she felt proud of me! I loved the feeling, she doesn't show it much.

My phone started ringing, interrupting our moment.

I answered and put it on speaker.

"Hello?" I said into the phone as everyone listened quietly.

"Good afternoon! Is this Ms. Y/N?" A man asked.

"Yes, this is Y/N!" I said into the phone.

"Ahh Y/N! It's great to talk to you! It's the CEO of Island Records! How are you?" He asked.

"Hello! I'm great and you??" I said.

"I'm doing good! Are you still interested in meeting with us??" He asked.

"Yes I'd love too!" I said.

"That's great! So we would like to set a meeting up with the artist and our team this Friday. Are you free that day? He asked me.

"Yeah! Yeah I can!" I say as hold the phone to my ear patting Dylan on the shoulder to signal him to get me paper which he does.

"What time will the meeting start?" I ask him.

"Around one?" He asks me.

"Yeah! That's great." I say writing it down.

"Can you be here ten minutes earlier?" He asks me.

"Yes I can! Thank you so much!" I say to him.

"Of course! See you then! The artist and I are looking forward to meeting you, y/n!" He says.

"I am as well sir! I can't wait to find out more about this opportunity with the artist!" I say.

"We are as well! Thank you!" He says.

"No, thank you!" I said.

He laughed, "Alright well I have to attend a meeting with this artist and tell them the news!" He said.

"See you Friday! Bye." I say.

"Buh Bye!" He says and ends the call.

I hang up the phone and scream then jumped into Dylan's arms and hug him as Garrett hugs us both with his arms around my back.

We all screamed, and I noticed that the members were in the room. I'm guessing they heard the conversation!

They all congratulated me! We hugged and celebrated with love and excitement!

Who do y'all think the artist that wants to collaborate with you is? Also the Island Records email in fake! Hope y'all enjoy! Also if y'all want to find out who the artist is, Stay Tuned for the next chapter!! ~ Marjorie

#shawn mendes #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes x reader #Shawn Mendes book #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes fanfiction #shawn peter raul mendes #y/n #shawn mendes x y/n

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Ballet essay

Ballet first originated in the Italian renaissance courts. It first began in the 15th century. The renaissance courts was a very good period of culture change and achievement, this began in Italy and it was in the 14th century and lasted up until the 16th century. Ballet spread to France, and it was with the help of Catherine de’ Medici. Where ballet was developed and spread even further under her influence. The first ever formal court ballet was staged in 1573, and it was called ballet des polonais. Originally the ballers were performed by royalty in their rooms and their gardens, which then spread on to performing for other people on royalty.

Academie royale de musique was founded in 1669, it was know as d’opera and it was such a big milestone in history, and this meant that quite a lot of dancer were associated with operas.

Court ballet was ballet performances that were performed in the 15th century up until the 17th century in the courts.

Pierre Beauchamps was the creator of the five foot positions in ballet, Beauchamps was know as the ultimate ballet master.

The first court ballet was performed in rooms and gardens of aristocracy and royalty. The first ever performance was called ballet comique de la reine it was a very well known performance and this was performed in 1581,

In the 18th century women abandoned corsets for floating styled dresses and this emphasised their body and meant that they could perform a great range of movements, they also started to ware flat ballet slippers which showed great flexibility in their feet and women began to develop the trick of rising up onto their demi pointe.

The 18th Century was best known for because of king George, and he was a mad king a lot of the public were going mad as they couldn’t handle the information on new technology after the industrial revolution. But also as this was going off some good things were happening such as pointe shoes were beginning to become invented and more people were started to see dance in different ways and it was expressed massively.

Three famous ballet masters from this period

Hester Booth

Nancy dawson

George Balanchine

Cralos Blasis was born in Naples on the 4th November 1797 Carlo was an Italian dancer and choreographer and is well known for his very rigorous dance classes which these sometimes lasted for hours long. Blasis insisted in his students learning their theory and definitions of all dance steps. some well known pieces were the code of Terpsichore, on the ballet, and theory of the art of dancing.

Here I’ve attached a YouTube video of a ballet from the 18th and 19th century

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y94SdIlmjbQ&list=PLdcONZVimCyl2_xh2nBp0TnIlKH3DQNI2

in this video they are wearing shoes with heels on which is very different to now. There movements are very upbeat and jump whereas these days ballet is very gentle and elegant. They are spinning around and jumping from foot to foot a lot of the time. They use their feet a lot and jump around most of the dance.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EjfGgvsldM

The plie’s and routines have become a lot quicker and shorter, movements have also become more modern and developed and made harder in some places.But all the positioning of the feet has always stayed the same throughout the centuries.

http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/o/origins-of-ballet/

Romantic ballet was a big style of ballet in the early nineteenth century. The dancers were often performed in romantic tutu, these were long tulle skirts that would either go down to their knees or to their ankles. This is why it was called romantic ballet.

Marie Taglioni was from sweden and was a ballet dancer from the romantic ballet era she influenced it a lot, and she became one of the first people to dance on pointe. She also created a new style which was marked by floating leaps. The tutu was created to expose her foot work. She was one of the best ballet dancers anyone had seen, she was well known all over the world

The romantic costumes changed throughout the era starting off as a long dress that went down to the ankles it was very light floaty material, it then progressed onto being a tutu which was also long but it went out more and was a little higher it was very good for showing their elegant movements. The final change to the costume was the tutu but more improved it was higher as it only went to knee height which helped the audience to see their leaps and leg work so much better and clearer.

some famous romantic ballets for this period.

LA Sylphide

Giselle

Coppelia

Giselle- I like this performance I think that it is very elegant, and they make the dance look pretty, i can see their is a story through the dance, and I like the fact that their is a story within the music and dance it makes it very intriguing! But something I don’t like about the dance is that quite a lot of the dancers are just in the back and they are still, I feel they need to get involved with the story/dance more if that was possible.

British ballet;

Britain took ballet to a wider audience, they did this by travelling the UK doing tours, they did this during the war time. Swan lake was a very big ballet performance and was well known and is still well known all over the world, but It also influenced many people from the UK to the style of ballet.

Marie Rambert;

Marie was born in 1888, she really wanted to be a professional dancer for many years but her family didn’t agree with this and so they made her study medicine instead but when the first world war began she moved to Britain to teach dance in private homes and schools. Marie married a man called Alex Duke who supported her in her work of dance which meant she went on to owning her own dance school, she has her own company called ballet Rambert and even today it is very well known!

https://www.britannica.com/biography/Marie-Taglioni

http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/r/romantic-ballet/

http://www.rambert.org.uk/about-us/our-history/dame-marie-rambert/

The Royal Danish Ballet and the Imperial Ballet of the Russian Empire were founded in the 1740s and began to flourish, especially after about 1850. in 1907 the Russian ballet turned back to France. in the 20th century styles of ballet continued to develop and spread out throughout the world.

Marius Petipa was a French and Russian ballet dancer and choreographer. Petipa was known to be one of the most influenced ballet dancer in the whole of history. He has performed loads of well known shows such as swan lake and giselle, but at that time them ballets were as successful as they are to this day, they are now the most popular dance pieces ever! Marius invented a performance called La fille du pharon this piece ended up to be one of the most successful pieces of that time. In 1869 he was made the premier ballet master of the imperial theatre.

Michel Fokine was a Russian dancer and choreographer, he was a very talented dancer and musician, he also was a very good painter. Fokine attended the imperial ballet school at a very young age in 1889. Fokine believed that the mime should have only been used when it was necessarily needed, he said that it had no meaning to it unless they expression different emotions throughout their dancing piece. Michel started his last ever piece of ballet which was called Helen of Troy, which was for the American ballet theatre, before he passed away but his piece was finished by a man called David Lichine and the ballet was premièred at Mexico city in 1942.

George Balanchine is a huge influence into Ballet in the USA. Find out how Balanchine adapted ballet into a more modern way and what classical pieces he recreated.

George Balanchine is a ballet choreographer, he was the co-finder of the New York City ballet in1948, and he stayed as its director and choreographer, nearly every ballet company have performed parts of his work. Balanchine presented the company with many well known pieces one being the Nutcracker. He also took a like in to choreographing for Hollywood movies and musicals which were in the Broadway. All of his work never really had a specific meaning, he felt that the dance should be equally as good as the dancer dancing the piece.

http://russiapedia.rt.com/prominent-russians/opera-and-ballet/marius-petipa/

https://www.britannica.com/biography/Michel-Fokine

https://www.nycballet.com/Explore/Our-History/George-Balanchine.aspx

Classical ballet is formal, it is actually the most formal style out of modern and contemporary, they are very strict sticking to there set of rules. Classical ballet is very well known for its movement and technique, and it also includes pointe work. Contemporary ballet include both modern and classical into its movements and techniques, this allows the body to flow into anyway it possibly wants to because there isn’t a strict ballet rule applied to contemporary.

Modern dance was founded in the 20th century, it is a very well known style and it is also known to go against the traditional rules of ballet. Isadora Duncan was the originator of modern dance and is known for using his upper body movements. Martha Graham is another practitioner who had a different outlook on this style of dance, which included contractions, spine/back work and different ways of pointing the feet and the positioning.

Ballerina’s now a days need to be bale to use their skills and adapt to them, they need to be able to be open to all idea’s including new and old ones, they like to look out for exciting things that they haven’t seen before or things that can take to the next level. Bussell thinks that modern dance “21st century stars would do well to learn to be incredibly diverse” He also said that the dancers today need to bringing something to the dance to keep it high in fame and following the history tradition.

William Forsythe was born in 1949, in New York City. He didn’t start dancing until he was in his teens, later on in his life he was given the job of an artistic director of ballet Franfrut which was made into one of the best dance companies of all time.

Methods of training: Research into Cecchetti ballet training and find out who created this method and what makes it different to other methods. What skills can be learnt from this method?

Who is AugusteBournoville? What type of ballet did he create? Discuss the method of training and how he choreographed pieces, e.g. by using his observations. What skills could be learnt from this method?

http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/c/classic-ballet/

https://danceappreciation4.wordpress.com/classical-ballet/

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