Seventeen

Flashback

The rain blasted strong, the wind was blowing hard and Shawn frowned at the dark angry sky. He was damn tired. Arriving in London in the middle of the night.

He regrets not informing his grandfather about his sudden trip, or even his uncle because if he did, he would've had a chauffeur waiting for him in the airport and a suite in the Landmark London. Shawn wouldn't mine but the acting rebel, wannabe adult and independent side of him protested. He wanted to travel alone with his own money that actually, originally, technically came from his brother Isaac too.

Now, there he's alone, lost and robbed by the cab driver from earlier and left in the middle of a goddamn nowhere in the middle of the night, standing in the middle of the annoying rain with nothing but his clothes on.

Shawn sighed, why is he so reckless? Where the fuck is he again? He looked around him and he was smart enough to realize he was in a goddamn abandoned park but there was no one in there and the rain is ge