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Jacob’s POV
I woke up on a couch in a different room with a wet cloth on my head, not remembering what happened before I woke up.
Where am I?
After trying to remember where I was and what happened Michele came into the room with a water bottle.
“Oh my god, you’re awake.” Michele said running towards me. “Here’s some water, I bet you’re a bit thirsty.” Which was true so I gladly took the water and started drinking.
“Where am I?” I asked confused, which made Michele’s face pale.
“You were meeting Shawn before passing out? Don’t you remember? Did the fall make you have amnesia? Do you have amnesia? Do you know who I am? I’m Michele! Your best friend!” Michele started speaking worriedly.
Then it all came to me. I was meeting Shawn and passed out.
“No, I don’t have amnesia.” I replied but starting to sadden. “D-did I miss the show?” I asked, worried about the answer.
“No thank god you didn’t Shawn is still meeting fans, and he told security guards to take you to his green room where you can rest.” Michele explained to me, and I let out a breath of relief which I didn’t even know I was holding.
“So now what? Do we just wait here or do we leave?” I asked Michele confused, not wanting to leave because I haven’t gotten my photo with Shawn yet.
“We wait, Shawn told me to lay you here and wait till the meting part is over. You still have a chance for your photo so don’t worry.” Michele assured me.
“That’s good news, but this is the worst day of my life now.” I sighed covering my face in my hands.
“What’s wrong?” Michele asked walking up to me.
“Well you know, so just didn’t pass out in front of the love of my life. My idol.” I explained starting to get emotional once again, which seems to keep happening today.
This is one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. Someone who I love and adore just witnessed me pass out, not out of me being Starstruck, that’s kind of true but, I just felt so dizzy and passed out.
This stupid concussion. Stupid Kaden. What else could go wrong? Shawn is going to come and spill something? Probably with me luck.
“It’s all fine Jacob, he wants to get to know you. He told me there’s not a lot of guy fans out there, and who knows? You might even become best friends, and we can all hang out one day.” Michele said trying to lighten up my mood.
“You’re funny. What’s next, Shawn is gonna magically enter this room and talk to me right? You should be a comedian, I bet you could make ever-” I was speaking before I stopped because the door opened, revealing Shawn. Who was holding a paper bowl but as soon as he entered the room, I felt like the world was freezing as he started walking towards me.
“Well Jacob, you’re right.” Michele said laughing, which pulled me out of my trance.
“Sorry that took so long! I brought you some pretze-” Shawn stopped mid sentence so I looked up to see him falling, and the paper bowl of pretzels basically being thrown at me.
“Oh my god I wish I was filming that.” Michele said bursting out laughing.
Well, that’s the second time I’m right.
“I’m so sorry Jacob! I didn’t see your crutches there! Did it get in your eye?” Shawn apologized worriedly, walking up to me picking up all the spilled pretzels off the couch and on my clothes.
“Its fine Shawn, I’ve been through worse.” I said, helping him in collecting all the dropped pretzels.
As I was picking up the pretzels, reality hit me in the face.
I’m talking to THE Shawn Mendes.
“Oh my god, you’re Shawn Mendes. You’re actually talking to me.” I said in total shock.
“Yes, I’m the one and only Shawn Mendes.” Shawn said laughing at my reaction.
“I’m so sorry for passing out and wasting your time on me, you probably could’ve met even more deserving fans other than me.” I said looking down feeling disappointed.
“Don’t apologize, I hate seeing fans sad. So tell me about yourself? There isn’t a lot of male fans out there, you are one of the very few I’ve met.” Shawn asked.
“Well, umm, I’m seventeen and a junior. I live with my mom and over there is my best friend Michele.” I said pointing to Michele awkwardly.
“When did you become a fan of me?” Shawn asked another question.
“Umm, p-pretty early.” I said my cheeks turning red out of embarrassment. “I remember when I watched you cover ‘Hometown Glory’ because that was one of my favorite songs and I followed you ever since.”
“Even before MAGcon! That’s impressive sir. What about your dad? You said something about your mom but not him.” Shawn asked and I felt my whole face turn cold.
“H-he died.” I whispered quietly looking down, tears starting to form at the mention of my dad.
Come on Jacob, don’t cry now.
“Oh my god I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have asked, please don’t cry.” Shawn said wrapping his arms around me, and when he did, my heart started to beat even faster, but the emotions were overwhelming because I still haven’t told anyone what happened. Its this heavy feeling in my chest I can’t get out and I will not get out, which makes my emotions get worse.
I gladly accept the hug and wrapped my arms around him, crying in his shoulder.
“I miss him, its all my fault.” I sobbed in his shoulder.
“No Jacob, it isn’t your fault. You can’t blame yourself for that.” Shawn tried to comfort me, but that made me cry even worse.
It isn’t your fault. You can’t blame yourself.
The words everyone keeps telling me, which I refuse to believe.
“It is! No one knows what happened to him! Other than my mom and I, and I refuse to tell anyone!” I said pulling away from Shawn, grabbing my crutches that were closer to me since Shawn tripped on them and and made my way to the bathroom that was inside the greenroom.
Shawn and Michele watched my actions, which left Shawn in awe, a look of sadness and regret written on his face which I felt bad for, but my emotions are currently controlling my body. I locked the door to the bathroom and slid down the door crying.
“I-i’m sorry.” Shawn whispered through the door and I’m not sure if it wasn’t my mind but I swore I heard a sniffle
I didn’t respond because of my crying and brought my knee to my chest, and rested my head on my knees.
“Shawn, its not your fault. We just need to leave him alone and to calm down.” I heard Michele whisper. I also heard a sniffle responding, and my heart shattered at the noise, but I still had no control of my body due to my emotions.
I heard footsteps and a door closing. After a few minutes, I heard another pair of footsteps leaving the greenroom, leaving me alone in the bathroom with my thoughts and crying.
After about 10 minutes, my crying calmed down, and I grabbed my crutches to help myself stand. I quickly opened the door to take a peek, and I saw no one in the green room still. I exited the bathroom and returned to the couch where I laid down.
This is one of the worst days of my life.
I yelled at my idol because of something that was no where near his fault. My stupid emotions got the best of me and I felt disappointed because of it. He was just crying to comfort me, he just wanted to get to know me. We could’ve started a friendship, but nothing ever goes my way and I just blew my chances.
I closed my eyes trying to calm and refrain myself from another emotional breakdown. The door opened again, and I heard footsteps but I kept my eyes closed, pretending to sleep.
I heard a plate being set down on a table probably and a few moments later, my body was covered by a blanket.
“I will make it up to you Jacob, I will help you through this.”
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Updated: 7/1/2016
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