Fame | Shawn Mendes

Chapter 73; Guts & Grace

"Ladies & Gentlemen we are joined by three incredibly, talented musicians. Harry Styles, Jamila Carver & Shawn Mendes, everybody!" James introduced us yet again as we were seated at a round table.

Harry sat with James and Shawn & I said opposite them.

"Let's see what we got here today. Cow tongue, chicken feet, bird saliva, fish eye, a thousand year old egg, bull penis, salmon smoothie and pickle juice," James said, spinning the table and each time the audience went 'eww' and 'ohh'.

I leaned back from the table, already trying not to vomit from the smell alone.

"Alright, so we have two teams, me & Harold and Mila & Shawnee. You only have to eat this if you or your team mate don't answer the question. Alright let's start with Jamila, shall we?" James asked and I nodded, confidently that I won't ever eat anything of this.

"Is this like a couples game?" I asked, knowing that James & Harry had such a cute bromance and I loved them together really much.

"Don't distract us you'll have to eat this sh*t anyways," Harry said, making everyone laugh.

"So what shall we give them?" Harry asked, turning towards James, who spun the table until the fish eyes were right in front of us. I made a gagging sound and waited for the question.

"Okay, Jamila," James made a dramatic pause.

"James," I replied, nodding my head once in acknowledgement.

"What about Shawn annoys you the most?" he asked before he and Harry started giggling like school girls.

"Oh my god, James. Do you want us to break up?" I asked, hoping to come off somewhat offended. James' face turned serious, making me chuckle, "No, no, I'm kidding but yea he farts a lot."

"You like my farts," Shawn said, confidently.

"No I don't," I scrunched up my face in disgust. "Yea, you do," Shawn nodded, continuously. I shook my head, no before taking the card from the table beside me and looking at the question I had for James.

"We will give you the...we'll give you the bull penis," I said, spinning the table.

"Alright, James."

"Name two of the camera men in this room," I said, smirking.

James looked at the camera men before looking down in shame, running his hand down his cheek before looking at Harry, guiltily.

"It's a different crew tonight, actually," James said, trying to talk his way out of it.

"Eat up the penis is getting cold," I joked and laughed at their faces as they each grabbed a piece of actual bull penis.

"Oh god," I said looked away and placing my hand on Shawn's leg. I watched them eat the little pieces and they didn't look very pleased as they spit it out and washed their mouths with water.

James spun the table until the cow tongue was right in front of us and looked at it in disgust. Harry grabbed a card and smirked as he looked at Shawn.

"Shawn," Harry started just like all of us did.

"What's your least favorite city to perform in?"

"Ohh!" the audience went as well as James who had his mouth formed to an 'O'. "I love how everyone went 'Ohh'," Harry laughed, making me join him.

"I love all the cities. I can't answer that," Shawn shook his head, taking the huge cow tongue in his hand. "Oh god, I can't eat that," I said already gagging as I took a glance at the tongue.