Fame | Shawn Mendes

Chapter 23; Face Art & Pain

"Alright everyone, night two in Manchester was successful yesterday and now we'll be off to Düsseldorf, Germany for a day off and tomorrow for the Show. The bus leaves at 6am sharp so everyone get your things and we'll be on the road. It'll be a long ten hour journey so let's move," Andrew announced as we were all sitting in the lobby.

I was so tired I couldn't even keep my eyes open and I was glad that I didn't had to do school today. Everyone went to their rooms and I grabbed my bag quickly before getting into the bus and laying in my bunk.

I was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a simple shirt as I laid down and fell asleep within seconds. I wasn't even able to close my curtain as I was already falling into a deep sleep.

I woke up by semi quiet laughter and giggling. Ugh, why was my bed so hard?

I groaned and opened my eyes, noticing that I was laying on the hard floor in the bunk area instead of my actual bunk. I looked up and saw Andre, Geoff, Andrew, Mike, Theo, Josiah & Shawn all staring at me with their phones out.

I turned around and rolled into my bunk before pulling the curtain close.

"C'mon Mila, it's 11am already," I heard Mike's teasing voice. What was so interesting watching me sleep on the floor?

"Fuck off," I grumbled and pulled the covers up over my face.

Suddenly the LED lights from my phone went off, telling me that I either got a message or something else. I looked at it and saw a picture was send into out 'Illuminate Tour' group.

I opened it and gasped as I saw the pictures.

There I was laying on the floor with, asleep with...what the hell?

I rolled out of my bunk got up and pushed past the guys as I walked straight to the bath. "Oh my god! What is that?" I yelled as I examined my face in the mirror. I had these fake tattoos, you put on with water, all over my face.

I also spotted little writings with sharpies on there. Please don't let them be water resistant.

Andre was here XOXO
Mike is sooooo cool I wanna be like him
LMAO no one wants to be like you
Shawn is a better singer than me
You're such a rebel Shawn
Andrew smells funny
Shut up Geoff
You shut up
No you shut up

Did they have like their own little conversation on my face or what is this supposed to be?

I walked out of the bathroom with an angry expression, clearly on my face as I saw the guys standing there, laughing there asses off. "Your laughter won't last long," I grumbled as I walked back to the bath and slammed the door shut.

I smirked at myself in the mirror as I already planned my revenge. I wasn't a big prankster but there's nothing my creative mind and google couldn't fix.

I washed my face several times and did everything I could to scrub everything off which took me longer then expected but it got off eventually. The only thing still being on my face was the now faded conversation from the boys.

I exited the bathroom and took out some clothes from my closet. I changed into a pair of black shorts and a grey t-shirt with black writing. 'There is magic in the air and it's called WiFi' was written on it.