Fame | Shawn Mendes

Chapter 36; Cold & Sleep

I wiped my tears as I washed my mouth in the bathroom.

I heard a knock on the door and groaned. "Are you okay?" Theo asked as he stuck his head in the girl's bathroom at the Paris venue. I shook my head, giving him the signal that I wasn't.

"Did you throw up?" he asked, making me nod.

"Let's get you to the tour bus," he said but before he could lead me outside I was throwing up in the sink. That's just straight up disgusting.

"Or maybe you just let it all out before we let you in the tour bus," he said in a tone that just made me chuckle. My hair was already in some kind of ponytail that I had made when I ran in here so that was covered but I was still feeling like utter shit.

After throwing up some more and calming myself down as Theo rubbed my back he scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to where everyone else was but of course not before I had washed my mouth and face.

"What happened?" Andre asked concerned as we approached the crew that was waiting for Shawn to go on. "I feel cold," I mumbled but I was glad Theo heard because he let me down and handed me the Shawn Mendes hoodie I was wearing earlier.

"Maybe she ate to many nuggets?" Andre shrugged but that probably wasn't the case. I stretched my arms out for Theo to carry me again, making him chuckle. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his neck as he joined his hands under my bum so I wouldn't fall.

I felt like a little kid again.

"But please don't throw up on me," Theo joked, making me shake my head as I closed my eyes. In the middle of my set I felt really weird and towards the end I just felt sick. I don't know how to explain but the next thing I did after I talked with Theo about today's show was to ran to the bathroom and throw up.

I was glad that the bathroom's weren't that far and that I had been there today already so I knew where they were.

"Hey, what's wrong with her?" Andrew asked as he saw me.

"She threw up and she's burning up a little," Theo informed him. "Alright, well, get her in the bus and make sure she's not eating all that junk food she got in her bunk. Make her some tea and soup maybe. Let's hope she'll get better soon."

Theo started walking to the bus but we met Shawn and his band on the way out. "She okay?" Mike asked as the all probably stared at my back since Theo was still carrying me and my eyes were closed anyways.

"She threw up and is burning up a little," Theo informed them. "Oh no, we hope you'll get better soon," Mike spoke in behalf of all of them as he placed his hand on my head. "Thanks," I mumbled as I opened my eyes just to see that he was indeed in front of me.

They all started walking and Shawn smiled at me before saying, "get well soon, nugget."

He turned around and walked away with his band since he was set to perform in a few minutes. "Aww, he's calling you nugget. Why aren't you freaking out?"

"I'm trying so hard to be calm," I said quietly, making Theo laugh as we finally arrived at the tour bus. He let me down and I went to get changed in my pyjama as well as get ready for bed in general, meaning that I was taking my make up off, brushing my teeth and washing my face.

"I'll just go to sleep," I told Theo who was sitting on the couch.

"Don't you want some soup or tea?" he asked since Andrew had told him to make sure I eat and drink that but I wasn't hungry nor thirsty so I declined. "No, I'm not hungry."

"Alright, do you want me to stay?" he asked but I shook my head. "No, you can go if you want. I will call you if I need anything."

"Okay, have some rest and feel better soon," he called as he went down the stairs. I thanked him and went to my bunk before laying down and wrapping myself in the blanket. I let some quiet music play from my phone but after good half an hour I started shivering.

I rolled out of my bunk and opened the one, opposite of mine. I grabbed the blanket that was in there and wrapped myself again but that wasn't enough so grabbed the blanket from the bunk above me.

I still wasn't satisfied so I went to my dresser and searched for a really warm hoodie.

I grabbed the one I once stole from Harry and pulled it over the Shawn Mendes sweater I was already wearing. Laying back under the covers felt great. It was warmer than before so I didn't have much trouble falling asleep.

"Is daddy coming?" the little girl asked as her mother took pictures of her. "No, honey," the mother shook her head as she teared up just from thinking about the little girl's father.

"Why? You said it's a big day today," the girl pouted as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"It is but he...he just can't be here."

"But I want him here!" the little girl raised her voice as tears ran down her face. "I'm so sorry," the mother whispered but her daughter couldn't hear.

All she ever wanted was for her father to come home, especially on birthday's, Christmas, her first day in Kindergarten, elementary school, middle school and lastly highschool but unfortunately her wishes never came true.

"I told you she had them," someone whispered from not so far away.

I gasped as I lifted my upper body and opened my eyes in an instant.

"Woah! I wasn't talking that loud, was I?" Mike asked and turned his head towards Shawn who was also laying on the ground just like Mike.

"Everything alright? You're sweating," Shawn pointed out.

"Everything's fine," I nodded my head. "We just wanted to see if you stole out blankets," Mike informed me. "Oh yea, I'm sorry I just felt cold and-"

I removed the blankets and pushed them towards the guys. "Here."

"Don't you need them?"

"No, it's alright," I waved them off and they wished me a good night before Mike got up and laid in the bunk above me whilst Shawn just rolled over into his own bunk.

I wasn't even able to close my curtain as I got pulled into another dream. Or should I say nightmare?

"Is your father dead?"

"Did he ran away the moment he saw you? I would've too."

"Or is he in jail for murder?"

"Do you even have one? Or are you adopted?"

"Maybe she was found in a dumpster!"

"Just look at her guys. It's obvious that no one would've wanted her."

Pain. All these comments caused her pain that she could barely stand. All these comment made her think about her 'unusual' situation. She didn't know that there were people out there who were experiencing the same thing. She didn't know an answer to any of those questions and that was the worst thing she was feeling.

To not know.

Again I got woken up by someone whispering. "Hey, it's okay. Did you have a nightmare?" a soothing voice asked and as I opened my eyes I was met with concerned, brown ones.

"I'm fine," I sniffed and just then I noticed that I was crying.

"You're shivering," Shawn pointed out and a few seconds later he had got his blanket and put it on top of mine. "You don't have to. It's alright, I'm fine," I argued but he wasn't having it.

"Now go to sleep, you need to rest."

"I don't think I can. Not again," I whispered the last part so he wouldn't hear and I don't think he did because he wasn't questioning me.

"Uhm, do you mind staying here?"

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