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A/n: I used Stupid and That Way by Tate Mcrae. Hope you like this chapter.

(Y/N) sighs, waiting for the interview to be over, wanting to crawl into bed with Sebastian. She wanted him to wrap his arms around her, giving her the comfort that she needed. She smiles at the crowd as she walks towards the coach, hugging Harry before sitting down with flush cheeks. She still has not gotten used to having many fans or that she is an actress. She grew up just being Shawn Mendes’s friend that would hang around him.

"(Y/n), you have been with Sebastian Stan for a couple of months," Harry drawls, hearing the cheers and hollers from the crowd and the other two guests. Shaking her head, she internally rolls her eyes, wondering what they wanted to ask her.

"Yes, I have." (Y/N) replies, staring at Harry with guarded eyes, not wanting to show any emotions. Harry raises a photo, showing the crowd, which makes a smile appear on her face.

"Can you tell us more about this photo?"

The photo consists of Sebastian in the back, his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His hands rested on her hips, not allowing her to move away from him. His head is nuzzled in between her neck, tilting to whisper in her ear, leaving a trail of kisses. (Y/N) was sipping from the glass, trying hard not to laugh as her hand covers her mouth.

"Sure. It started as a celebration with a few people because my new album is coming out today. Sebastian wanted to celebrate, so he surprised me with the party, and even did everything. I talk to Tom (Holland), and we were discussing this movie we are starring in together. Seb thought I was mad at him because he did not tell me about the surprise, which I loved by, the way. He came up to me, trying to cuddle with me, not caring Tom was watching us. I was shocked by his behavior, but what made me laugh was Tom's face. His eyes were wide as balloons, not recognizing his costar. When Sebastian started to get more affectionate, Tom started to blush, probably thinking we were about to start going at it right then and there in front of everyone." (Y/N) explains, not telling everything that happened. Especially knowing Sebastian would be more embarrassed if she told the whole truth about what happened that night, which is their little secret.

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(Y/N) stands on the stage, waiting for her cue from Harry Styles that she is to perform. She watches his back, eyes lowing, head tilting, checking him out before noticing he is holding her new album. Excitement build-up, knowing people can buy them. She did have songs that she has yet to perform, and she decided to go on tour soon, needing a break from acting. She also wanted to spend more time with Sebastian since she spent countless hours thinking of Shawn. She remembers her dedication to Shawn and the promise she made to move on.

The band begins to play, (Y/N) swaying to the music, letting her words entrance the audience.

“Only think about him on the weekdays and weekends” She sings, bobbing her head, “Only in the mornings and evenings.” She grabs the microphone stand, realizing she is putting everything out in the open. She felt tired being quiet about her emotions, her love for Shawn, work, fame, everything.

“Only when I wake up and sleep in, oh my God” Her left hand rested on her chest, singing her heart out at how much love she has for this man, “Should have read the warning on the label, I don't.”

Eyes close, she imagines how she blindly follows Shawn without caution. She would have followed him anywhere, and she was. “Said proceed with caution, but I won't. Guess I do it often, I know I'm already gone (I'm already gone).”

(Y/n) smiles sadly at the crowd, watching the stares of the fans, trying to cipher every line, most likely wanting to post that they figured it out. “It's sad but true. I'd go to hell and back if I could go there with you. What do I do?” (Y.N) asked, lips quivering as she felt lost in her friendship with Shawn. She realized she lost herself once again, but it was deeper this time.

“Oh my God, I'm a fool. Keep on coming back to you. I'm so stupid for you. I'm so stupid for you. You're so bad for my health but I just can't help myself,” She sings, shaking her head, grabbing the microphone walking towards the front of the stage.

“I'm so stupid for you. I'm so stupid for you.” She points to Harry, with a faint smile as she continues to sing, “I have a list of all my habits, habits. Wish I didn't have it, so bad.

It's 'cause all of them are you and the bad things that you do.”

(Y/n) begins to sway to the music, nodding her head to the beat, “Ooh I wonder how you do it.

Make me feel stupid. Try to fight it off but it's useless. I'm so foolish, fooling around with you (around with you).”

It was Shawn’s birthday, and he was currently on tour. (Y/n) wanted to surprise him, and decided to buy a ticket to see him. He was staying in a hotel, but she did not the exact place. She had to get in contact with Brian, and they formulated a plan for the two to spend time together. (Y/N) would stay in the hotel room, waiting for Shawn to get back from practice since the concert was the next day.

When Shawn came, he was happy to see his best friend and got the idea to go out. The two went to dinner, spending time catching up with each other, sipping some wine. Shawn's eyes were drawn to her lips, wanting to taste them once more. He could not get the thoughts of them in bed out of his mind. Her moans kept driving him crazy, leading him to mess up during practice. The rest of the night went through a blur for the two.

(Y/n) woke up laying next to Shawn's naked body, which made her feel complex. She loved being with him and waking up next to him. On the other hand, she remembers what they said about being friends and could not go further. Sighing, she gathers her clothes, leaving before he could wake up, needing to shower and change. She would return with breakfast for the both of them, asking Shawn if he remembered what happened.

"No, Why? I did not do anything I would regret," Shawn asked, worried as he tries to think about last night. He kept coming up blank as he begins to eat, not noticing the state of his friend.

“Nothing to worry about,” she replied with a tight smile, looking away from him.

“It's sad but true I'd go to hell and back if I could go there with you. What do I do? Oh my God, I'm a fool. Keep on coming back to you. I'm so stupid for you. I'm so stupid for you.”

(Y/N) points to someone in the crowd, singing the words, as she moves the microphone closer to her lips. She sings with more passion and heartbreak as she knows her song is coming to an end, “ You're so bad for my health but I just can't help myself. I'm so stupid for you. (I'm so stupid for you). I'm so stupid for you. I'm so stupid for you.”

(Y/n) stops singing, until the band starts the next melody for the other song. She smiles and waves at the crowd when they realize there is another song, screaming in delight.

“Run me in circles like you always do.” She makes a motion of circles with her pointed finger, “Mess with me on purpose so I'll hang onto you.” Her heart starts to speed up, knowing all the rumors and speculations are about to get worse and confirmed in some way.

“I know what you mean when you act like that you don't know it's breaking my heart,” making a broken heart with her hands, a frown on her face, “Said that it was just never gonna happen,”

A blush forms on her face when remembering the almost kiss when Shawn and she were younger, “Then almost kissed me in the dark. Every time we talk, it just hurts so bad 'cause I don't even know what we are.”

The crowd starts to scream as recognition shines through their eyes, as the pieces are falling together in a slow, but surely place. “I don't even know where to start but I can play the part.

We say we're friends, but I'm catching you across the room,” she turns to give Harry a sexy look, smiling when he returns the jester, probably knowing how she feels at baring her heart to the world.

“It makes no sense, 'cause we're fighting over what we do and there's no way that I'll end up being with you. But friends don't look at friends that way. Friends don't look at friends that way. Can't even tell if I love or hate you more,” She sings with such emotions, that people could see how broken she looks. She glances at Harry, her fake smiles, closing her eyes frequently as if to not look at the crowd.

“You've got me addicted and I can't tell who's keeping score. I know what you mean when you act like that. You don't know it's breaking my heart. Said that it was just never gonna happen then almost kissed me in the dark,” she could not stand it anymore. She walks towards the piano, the man that was playing gets up, knowing the drill.

There was a chance she needed a distraction, and her manager set up a microphone just in case she decided to play. Slowly, her fingers set on the notes, not missing a beat, “Every time we talk, it just hurts so bad 'cause I don't even know what we are. I don't even know where to start but I can play the part. We say we're friends, but I'm catching you across the room.

It makes no sense, 'cause we're fighting over what we do and there's no way that I'll end up being with you.”

A few tears fall from her eyes, as she tries to blink them away. Her vision gets blurry, however, does not impact her playing since she has this song memorized in her heart. “But friends don't look at friends that way. Friends don't look at friends that way. Friends don't look at friends that way. Friends don't look at friends that way. Mmm, ayy,” She hums, her head dropping low as more tears escape, but she needed to be strong. She quickly wipes them away with one hand, the other still on the piano.

“We say we're friends, but I'm catching you across the room. It makes no sense, 'cause we're fighting over what we do and there's no way that I'll end up being with you. But friends don't look at friends that way. Friends don't look at friends that way,” she belts out the last notes tearfully, breaking many hearts that could relate to her. The crowd stands up, clapping and cheering her on, some had red eyes.

“Thank you, “ She says, getting up, walking towards Harry. Harry immediately wraps his arms around her waist, bring her into an embrace, silently wanting to cheer her up. He hated seeing her sad because this brought him pain. The audience gets more rowdy, seeing the two embrace, wanting to see more of the two.

“ My album is out today, and I hope you love it. I hope the person that inspired the album listens to it and understands my emotions I went through when I was around them,” She said, hugging Harry tighter against her, knowing she wished Sebastian was with her. She should have allowed him to come with her, but she thought she could handle it. However, she was wrong.

The unbearable pain filled her body, remembering every moment with Shawn, the good and the bad. A tightness in her chest forms, making her place a hand on her chest, fighting the urge to claw. She tries to find comfort in Harry's warmth and smell, but all she could do is think about Shawn. The grief of watching; Shawn with someone else, making memories together impact her psyche. Slowly, her breathing becomes heavy, as if no air was coming through, which makes her begin to panic.

Harry could notice something was wrong and hurried to wrap the show up before going on a commercial. He guides her towards the back, placing his hands on her shoulders, watching with concerned eyes as she begins to hyperventilate.

"Breath, love," Harry says in a low voice, trying to get her attention, but she still has this dazed look on her face. He did not know what to do, looking around to see if someone else can help. Suddenly, her phone starts ringing, which he received from her coat pocket to see Sebby. Immediately, he answers, bringing the phone to his ear, "(Y/N) is hyperventilating, and I have no idea how to calm her down."

He raises the phone to her ear as instructed, watching (Y/n) calm down, her eyes clearer than before. He felt relieved when he could see that she can grab the phone by herself. Her sad eyes meet his making his heart beat faster at how bright they looked due to the unshed tears. Slowly, his hand reached out, wanting to pull her in another embrace; especially, when he sees her lips quiver.

Out of nowhere, someone comes up, yelling his name. His head snaps to the left, watching as it is a producer, saying he is needed because James is on the call. Harry takes a glance at (Y/N) to see her smiling as if to reassure him. "Seb is coming, so you can go," she whispers, not wanting anyone to hear.

Harry nods, moving closer to her, motioning for her phone. (Y/N) slips her phone into his hand, watching curiously. He adds his number, offering her phone back with a smile, "call me when you can. I want to make sure you are okay," he explained, gently holding her hand before he walks away, glancing back once more.

(Y/N) sighs, heading to the room that she left her bag and change of clothes. Currently, she is wearing an elegant black polka dot see-through dress, stopping past her knees. She changes into a pair of leggings and Sebastian's hoodie over a crop top. Embarrassed, she remembers Harry's green eyes staring at her with such intensity and concern when she was freaking out.

A warm feeling fills her belly at the thought of her crush holding her hand. Not understanding what happened, (Y/N) makes her way to the exit, wait for Sebastian outside, not wanting to stay in the studio anymore. (Y/n) is on her phone, placing earbuds into her ears, listening to music, biting her lower lip, trying to clear her mind.

Her eyes meet the vivid blue eyes that charmed her every time she sees them. Her cheeks dusted pink as her heart start rushing at how concern Sebastian looks at her with a crooked smile.

"Doll, are you hungry?" He asked, knowing not to ask about what happened unless she wants to talk. He cups her cheeks, staring into her eyes, silently examine to see if she is alright. As if satisfied, he leans down closer to her, faces stopping, so their lips almost touch, waiting for her permission. He wanted to kiss her but did not know her mindset. He knew something happened, but he did not know if it was about Shawn or the other ex.

Conflict flickers through her eyes making, Sebastian worries if something is wrong. He moves to pull away, not wanting to force her into something, but she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him back to her. Her eyes flutter close, tilting her head, needing to feel his soft lips, feeling the warmth of his breath. The two lips meet in a delicate way making (Y/n) let out a satisfying sigh.

Heat excitedly rose from her stomach, inhaling his hypnotic scent. She parts her lips, needing more as she allows herself to pull into for a hungry kiss. His fingers slide down her side, making her shiver, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her against his body. Sebastian's hungry eyes meet her parted lips that are breathing heavily after pulling away from her.

"Let's get you home," Sebastian says, after taking a few deep breathes, controlling his needs to focus on her. His hand grips her, leading her towards the car, checking on her from time to time.

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When the two get to her home, he sets the food they picked up on the way down. His eyes follow her movement as she heads to her bedroom, wanting to take a shower. He stays silent, wanting to offer her support, but feeling like she will enclose more. Conflict on what to do, he decides to grab the food, heading to the bedroom. He sets the food on the (f/c) bed, running on the remote to (f/m), knowing she will want to relax. He lights some candles, knowing they help have a soothing effect, and changes into something more comfortable before laying on the bed, waiting.

It takes a while before (Y/n) comes out with puffy eyes, making her way to the bed. A small smile appears on her lips when seeing the movie that they will be watching. Sliding in, she cuddles with Sebastian, leaving space for the food. Nibbling often, not feeling very hungry as (Y/N) watches the movie, feeling at ease. A part of her wants to open up to Sebastian, but she does not know how he reacts. She wants to love him and tell him, but the fear inside her is holding back as she is not over Shawn.

"Hey, how about we take a vacation," her soft voice breaks the silence between the two. She glances up, assessing Sebastian's thoughts about getting away. An eyebrow raised, Sebastian lets out a chuckle, "you take a break?"

(Y/n)'s lips pursed, knowing he is not making fun of her, but still wanted him to take her seriously. She places the food on the nightstand as she places her left hand on his cheek. His eyes narrow, watching his prey, wondering what will happen next. Leaning her face up close to his, lips dangerously close, teasing him. Sebastian lets out a groan when feeling her straddling him; his body reacts immediately. "Doll, do not start something you can't finish," he growled, hands resting on her hips.

"I think we should spend time just the two of us. We will not act or perform or interviews for either of us. Just spending time with each other exploring," (Y/n) whispers, biting her lower lip, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

"I like that idea," husky; Sebastian replies, crashing their lips together, tilting her head to have more access. She pushes back, mouth opening, feeling his tongue pushing; into her mouth, exploring, memorizing every detail. (Y/N) lets out a low moan as she feels the bristles of his beard scratching her cheeks. Pulling back, she gasps feeling; his hands slip under her shirt, teasing running up to cup her breast.

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"I love you,"

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A/n: This is part two of the new series. The first, part is called Broken Promises. Hope you like this chapter. I have a few ideas for the next and how I want her to meet Timothee again.

You stared at him, debating on if you should tell him the truth, knowing it will be painful. 'Talking could help me process how our relationship got to this point. It is also, Dyl, and he knows how to keep a secret,' you think, biting your lower lip, unsure. You start thinking about the rough drafts of many songs about this break-up, lying in your journal, waiting to finish. A ton of songs waiting to release to the world, not even your manager knew about the countless songs that sit completed and the ones that still need work.

"Nothing, " you spoke in a quiet voice, shrugging your shoulders, wanting to do anything but talk about what was the issue. You remain silent, glancing anywhere but Dylan. Talking was not a strong suit of yours because of how weak you might seem to that person. Bottling up your feelings is more your route until you dedicate a day of watching sad movies to cry your emotions out.

" You know, I will keep things between us? I would never tell anyone what we talk about," Dylan said, placing a hand on your shoulder, wanting to give you some comfort. He knew something weighing on you and decided he would help in whatever way he can. He sees you as a little sister and would always be overprotective of you on set where other guys would try to flirt with you.

"I will tell you, but it is a long story. I should make coffee," You said, heading to the kitchen to make a pot since filming starts tomorrow, and there will be no sleep tonight. You knew Dylan would keep pestering until you broke down, so you tried to prepare yourself for this series of conversations. How would I tell him I had a secret fiancee who ended up being unfaithful. 'How am I supposed to tell him the guy was Shawn Mendes, the lovable, sweet, no cussing, Canadian. No one would in their right mind think he would be capable of cheating. Hell, I am still wrapping my mind around this.'

Dylan nods, following you to the tidy kitchen, where Dylan placed the grocery bags when he came in. He got a few things for you, thinking you would want to go shopping in a few days. Dylan helps unload the bags, placing the items on the counter, keeping an eye on your figure. He felt like he had to brace himself for what you will tell him since he knew there are some things you keep to yourself. 'She could have this whole double life, and I would not know,' Dylan thinks because most of the time you spend is filming. He is usually touring or spending time with Lydia, but there are some times he can take you out. Another issue is how busy you are and the need to travel all over the place. He questions how you could still have the energy to act in all these movies without feeling drained. Dylan worried about you at times, sending messages to remind you to take a break whether, to read a book or get something to eat, knowing you might forget to eat.

You are tense when you make the coffee, hands shaking when you pour the water in the pot. Some of the water splashes on the counter, "Shit," you mumbled, looking for something to clean up the spill. Paper towels handed to you, which you thank Dylan for, sending a grateful smile in his direction.

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The two of you sit down with a cup of coffee cooling on the table, both not knowing what to say. Sighing, you open your mouth to spill everything.

"I was in....no, that is not right. I have been in a secret relationship for the past two years," you blurted out, straightforward, not wanting to beat around the bush. Dylan, who took a sip of his coffee, started choking; his eyes widen at what he heard. You would not look Dylan in the eye, waiting for his response.

"How come the two of you never told anyone?" Dylan asked through his wheezing, catching his breath. You frown, moving to pat Dylan on his back lightly, understanding it is a big deal to date a famous singer, adored by many fans. 'He has not figured out who the guy I was with yet.'

"Wait, who was he," Dylan asked, curiously, recalling all the guys it could be, from someone on set to a fan. "In the beginning, it seemed exciting that no one knew, but it started to get old." You explained, skipping Dylan's question on purpose to explain the relationship first.

"We met through mutual friends, but no one knew due to me liking my personal life private. We were perfect, Dyl. I don't know what happened to us, " you sigh, blowing to help cool down the coffee. "We spent as much time with each other as we could without getting suspicious, not wanting the paparazzi from finding out. We would stay in and have dinner, depending on if we here free," you stop talking to take a sip of the coffee.

Dylan stays quiet, wanting to listen to every single word, knowing this must be very serious to talk about; especially, with how long the relationship was a secret. Dylan watched the heartbreak flash across your face, wishing he could take the pain away from you. You did not deserve to feel any pain but did deserve all the happiness in the world.

"Well, this summer, things changed in our relationship. He was working on a project with his friend, the one I felt insecure around sometimes due to their close bond. Their song is released, and their fans went into a frenzy, questioning if the two were dating. At the time, she was in a relationship herself, so that did give me some comfort. However, that did not stop something from happening between the two. He would not answer my calls, and I just had a feeling something horrible happen. He lied to me, and the paparazzi found him and her together. I kept trying to get in contact with him, but he did not respond. I knew something about their relationship was off, but I did not expect this."

Dylan listens, trying to find out the man that hurt his friend, not wanting to bring any more pain for you. He felt like this is the start of getting over the heartbreak. He sets the cups of coffee down before wrapping you into a tight hug, hoping to bring some comfort. You sniffle, starting to break down once more, feeling safe in his arms. He has a comforting aroma of pine and sandalwood, which surprises you, thinking he would smell more like the ocean.

Breaking down, you hide your face in his chest, not liking the idea of anyone seeing you cry. You felt him comforting you, making you wonder what happened to your relationship. "I...am...sorry," you said, hiccuping now and then, feeling slightly better than before.

"You do not need to apologize for anything. I love you (Y/N). You are one of my best friends, and I said I am by your side. Now, let your feelings out," He whisperers, running his fingers through her silky hair, knowing she likes when he does it. The two stay like that for some time until you fall asleep in his arms.

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A few weeks have passed, and you have been feeling slightly better with each day. Shawn has left multiple voicemails, but you have not listened to them. You are preoccupied with shooting season four and do not have a lot of time to think about Shawn. You have even been writing more songs and talking to your manager about taking a break from acting to pursue music.

Right now, you are shooting a scene with Dyl outside by the docks, having a sibling moment between the two Jensens before Justin comes in.

Clay is standing next to the pier, staring into the ocean, with a troubled look on his face. He does not know what is going on in his life. He jumps when he feels a hand on his shoulder, making him look back to see his younger sister, Jona.

Jona's eyes filled with worry and unshed tears, which made her (e/c) pop out, which could have any man on his knees for her. Her (h/c) locks swaying from the air gently as she moves closer to him.

"I knew you would be here, Clay. I know something is going on with you, and you don't need to tell me. I want you to know I will always be by your side, never doubting you." Jona moves to wrap her arms around his waist, head laying on his chest, looking up at him.

"You can tell me anything, and I will never think less of you. You are my big brother, Clay. I will always look up to you, and that won't change. I hate seeing you have the world on your shoulders, Clay. Not everything is up to you alone; allow others to help," Jona says before stopping when she spots Justin coming their way.

Clay felt tears streaming down his face, wrapping Jona in his arms, needing this support. He knows the others are worried about him breaking, but that is because of their secrets. He knew his parents worry about him and making him see the therapist again. However, Jona saying these things make him want to spill his guts about everything. Hannah, the mixtape, Bruce, Ani, Taylor, spring dance, Monty, and even Jeff, everything, but he did not want to drag her into this mess. He holds her tight against him, trying to remember how things used to be before Hannah Baker walked into their lives.

Justin comes close, standing awkwardly, feeling left out, but does not say a thing. He waits for the two to break up their hug to look at him. "They are wondering where the two of you are," he says, rubbing the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his.

"Cut!"

You smile nostalgic, knowing the series is coming to an end. Your smile dropped when a familiar singer is in the crowd of people, where fans are surrounding him. You could see him holding something but could not see exactly what. Dylan notices your change of mood, glancing to see what has your attention. His eyes widen, noticing that Shawn Mendes is here but not understanding why. Then suddenly, everything clicks in his mind, making him glare at the man. Dylan starts to stride towards this man, ready to cuss this man out for hurting you. However, someone grabs him, making him stop to look at the person. His glare softens when he meets your eyes, knowing to stop.

"Do you want me to go with you?" He whispered, feeling the curious glances from the cast and crew. She nods her head before grabbing her phone. She sends a quick text before heading to get change, not wanting to deal with the conversation at her job. Dylan follows her, but not without noticing Mendes walking off in a different direction.

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You took your time to change, not wanting to confront Shawn at the moment. You could hear the gossip between the crew, wondering why Shawn Mendes is here on set, knowing he should be off somewhere for his concert. Your name got mentioned a couple of times, but you do not butt in, not wanting to give them a reaction. Slowly, Dylan comes to finds you, wondering how you are feeling but not wanting to say anything to upset you.

"Where did you tell him to go?" Dylan spoke up, getting closer to his car since they carpool together and switch cars to make it fair. She sighs, not wanting to deal with anything but wanting to sleep in her bed after a long cry.

"I told him not at my job. He wants me to come to a restaurant and talk in a quiet setting. I have the location on my phone," you said, starting the GPS. The drive is quiet, the two listings to the radio, both thinking about how things will go down.

"Are you sure it is okay for me to come?" Dylan asked, noticing how fancy and romantic the restaurant is, not wanting to be a third wheel.

You sigh, running your hand through your hair, feeling uncomfortable with the thought of going alone. " I am pretty sure we won't stay long. I have to get this over with, and I know I will take Shawn back if I am alone."

Dylan nods, getting out to open her door, lending his arm for her to take. They start to walk towards the entrance, dread filling their stomachs for different reasons. They are lead to a table where Shawn sat with flowers and a box of chocolates on the table in a dark corner. Shawn smiles when he sees you but frowns when he notices Dylan is there with you.

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You plop down onto the bed, sighing after the long day you had. The quiet room helps calm your racing heart as you close your eyes, thoughts wandering back to the awkward dinner.

You stare at the other occupants eating dinner, having an ordinary evening, not knowing what is happening. The atmosphere is calm and collected. The fancy restaurant is not busy, which made you feel more at ease.

"Hi," Shawn said meekly, getting up, opening his arms as if to hug her, but she moves out the way. A frown flashes on his face before he moves to sit down again.

"How are you?" He asked after coughing awkwardly. Shawn glance at Dylan with curious eyes but does not comment on his presence.

"Fine," You comment shortly, not wanting to break down your walls. Dylan moves to sit down next to you, wanting to help you get through this dinner.

Shawn runs his hands through his curls, thinking about what he can do to make things up to her. " I am sorry," Shawn said, after a few moments of silence after ordering some food.

Your eyes feel watery as you stare at him, reflecting all the memories with him. Your right hand goes to your chest, your heart aching at the visions of Shawn laying in bed, her laying on his chest. The two kissings while Shawn runs his hands through Camilia's hair.

Maybe I should be more like her, you think, trying to blink away the tears.

"(Y/N), " Dylan spoke quietly, placing a hand on your shoulder, worried about you. Your eyes flicker towards his before glancing at the table.

"Shawn, I need you to answer two questions. I want you to be truthful." You croak, feeling your throat clog up.

"Anything," Shawn said, breathless, wanting to fix things. He fidgets in his seat, wanting to reach out to grab her hands, to kiss her, to touch her.

" Did you sleep with her?" You whisper, not wanting anyone to overhear the conversation to be in their business. Shawn's eyes widen, cheeks flush as he remembers that night. Her soft skin on his, her lips around his..., he bites his lower lip.

"I... I " He starts to speak but stops trying to think about what he is going to say. He stays silent, avoiding looking at both of them, knowing he is hurting her more by being silent.

"Do you love her?" You spew out, knowing you had to get the question out before it was too late. You narrow your eyes, wanting his every movement, needing to get the truth even if it hurts. You always had a feeling his songs were about her, despite him reassuring you.

Your eyes draw to how tense he becomes, his hands fidgeting, eyes shift towards her face to the table. His lips thin as his eyebrows furrowed, as if in deep thought.

Shaking your head, your hand seeks Dylan's, needing the strength to get through this moment.

"I do," Shawn confesses, glancing at (Y/N) with sad eyes, knowing this will destroy their relationship.

(Y/N) the grip tightens on Dylan's hand, closing his eyes to take a deep breath, not wanting to lash out in public. You move to get up, shaking your head in denial.

" I can't. I want nothing to do with you, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes," You hissed, in a low voice, feeling the tears slip out. Quicky, you leave, making sure your head is down, exiting the restaurant hearing clicks. Your hair is in your face as you walk away, not caring about the paparazzi, not caring, you left Dylan, not caring that cheater was alone, not caring about anything.

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Family part 5

Y/n's relationship with Shawn started to crumble. She becomes frustrated with receiving text messages from Shawn, but he "claims" he never did. Most of them would be canceling on taking (b/n), which frustrated her due to Kaden and her had plans. Other times she would have to find a babysitter on short notice or take him to work with her. Then Shawn would call her, wondering why no one was at the apartment. A fight between the two would exist, making the two angry at each other, saying harsh stuff they did not mean.

After a while, the two would call each other, apologizing, wanting to make their weird relationship work for their son. (b/n) is finally 9 months and 3/4 meaning, (Y/n), and Shawn planned a little get together to see which house their son is.

Shawn holds his son, smiling at the camera. "Today, we are going to find out what (b/n)'s house will be. His daddy is a Gryffindor. His mommy is a (Hogwarts house)."

(Y/n) walks towards the two, rolling her eyes at Shawn's statement," you declared yourself a Gryffindor. I think you would be a Hufflepuff, " she teased, smiling when she watches a pout form on Shawn's lips.

"I am a Gryffindor, not anything more, but brave and courageous," Shawn states, narrowing his eyes when he sees her starting to giggle. "Humph," Shawn looks away, ready to move on, cheeks having a pink hue dusted.

Shawn puts their son down, cheering for Gryffindor, while (Y/N) shakes her head, not caring what house their son picks. She could not wait to get him into the same series that made his parents fall in love.

(B/n) starts to crawl, looking at the different onesies sitting on the floor. He makes his way to the blue one in wonder but stops. He glances back, tilting his head.

Shawn was making a motion towards the Gryffindor one, hoping the little boy would get his message. "Hey, you are cheating," she yelled, playfully, slapping Shawn's arm. "No, I am not. I am encouraging him. There is a difference," Shawn said before chuckling at her unimpressed face. "Fine, I will stop."

(B/n) continues to crawl moving, toward the green one, the animal making him curious, but stops once more. He looks at the other ones, not knowing what to pick. "It is okay, love. Pick one." (Y/n) says in a soothing voice, not wanting him to feel like he would make a mistake. Slowly, he goes to one and grabs the material.

"Well, aren't you, my little _____."

(Y/n) help change (b/n) into his onesie, smiling softly at how cute he looks. "Come on, let's show your daddy and Kaden," she picks him up, walking back into the living room.

Kaden smilies, getting up and walking towards the two, holding his arms out. The baby reaches out, wanting to be in Kaden's grip, giggling as he is pick up. "It was tense," Kaden mumbles into her ear, knowing Shawn did not like him.

She nods, going to where Shawn sat, sighing at the conversation they will be having. She stops at the table, grabbing the plate full of cupcakes that significance of the four houses. She holds the plater for Shawn to take one before placing it between them on the couch.

"What happened to us, Shawn," (Y/n) asked, her face drained, tired of pretending everything is okay with them. She still remembers the happy times the two had together and the fact they planned their future together to an extent. Yet, here they are in different relationships. One connection that brings them together, but for how long?

Shawn runs his hand through his locks, looking anywhere but her, knowing he would break down any minute. He did not know himself, and that hurt him because he still cared for her deeply. "I don't know," replied pathetically, not knowing what to do. His body craved to reach out and hold her again, but he stops himself.

"I did think that we would get married and start a family. We would grow old together and watching our children grow up and move on with their lives. I never thought of being with someone else," She explains, waiting for Shawns reaction to her confession.

Shawn stares plainly at the cupcakes, pondering on her response; his heart breaks a little more, knowing he had the same vision of their future together. His right hand places on her knee, shifting closer to her, wanting to show he understood her pain.

"I know. I messed everything up because of a single song. If I could go back, I would. I still love you (y/n). I don't know what can; I do to show you that I do want to be in your life, in his life. I never pictured myself as a father at such a young age, but I am glad it was with you. I will always carry regret for not cherishing you as you deserved, and that is forever destroying me," Shawn whispers, eyelashes blinking rapidly, trying to stop the tears from forming.

(Y/n) moves the platter of cupcakes to the table stand before enveloping Shawn in an embrace, knowing how hard it is to watch the person you love loving another person, but she had to move on. Didn't she? She rubs his back, whispering in his ear, "it is okay, Shawn. Shh, everything is going to be okay."

Shawn sniffles, letting a few tears slipping out, wishing things could go back to the way it was before. Shawn wraps his arms around her waist, missing how perfectly she fits, yearning for the smell of (favorite scent).

The two hold each other, both feeling the warmth of each other's embrace after the absents for so long. Shawn calms down, pulling away from the hug, knowing she is not his anymore. (Y/n) stares at Shawn, noticing his slightly red and puffy eyes, a few droplets on his face, making her reach out and gently wipe them off with her thumb.

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Late Late with Harry Styles

A/N: Hello! I have been inactive for a while. I think I am going to split this into two parts depending on what I want to write. Hope you like this chapter. I used Olivia Rodrigo’s deja vu lyrics in this chapter. I am almost at the end of the first album, which means the Shawn Mendes chapter is coming to a close for a while. I think it is time for her to focus on the relationship with Sebastian and the trauma with Tristan.

Hello again! It has been a while, and I hope you missed me. I know I missed every one of my readers.

So much has happened that I need to catch everyone up. In October, (Y/n) comes out with her new boyfriend, Sebastian Stan. There has been controversy due to their age difference, but who cares? I mean, if in her position, I would date him too. He is hot for his age and acted in Marvel movies. He has amazing eyes and hair that I want to know if soft.

No Shawn. And I mean at all. When asked, he did not comment and moved on to the next question. Harsh. Is there trouble in paradise between the two friends? If so, when did this start? I have a theory but must wait till next time; loves.

Then in November, Shawn Mendes and girlfriend Camila Cabello sang Senorita at the AMA's, where (Y/n) would perform as well. During the couple's performance, the camera was on (Y/n) face, which seemed a little grim. It is a good thing her man was next to her, dancing along to the beat. I wish I had someone.

She would perform, and Shawn was under the magnifying glass next. A lot is written across his face, and we can't wait to dig deeper into next time. (Y/n)'s performance consists of her songs that were already released and added her new single, Starving. Wonder who the muse is?

(Y/n) has a lot of projects coming up that will lead to her being busy. What to expect? She will appear in a Netflix original series, The Umbrella Academy, season two; not much is known about her character. She is also resuming her role in Stranger Things. However, we do know she is not in this season of American Horror Story. Hopefully, next season if she has the time. Also, she was in The Devil All the Time. Starring with Tom Holand, Robert Patterson, and current boo, Sebastian Stan (rumor where they met). She also hinted at a full album realize in the coming days.

I am excited and can not wait! I hope the album comes out before Christmas. There are rumors the album will be about Sebastian, while there are rumors it is about her dearest friend, Shawn Mendes. Wonder what Shawn will think about the album. Get it? Oh, well, Shawn Mendes is also dropping his album soon called Wonder. So much is happening in December, and I am ready for it. I do have questions on what (Y/N) will do for Christmas? She has not been close to her family or Shawn. Will this be the first Christmas for Sebastian and (Y/N) to celebrate as a couple?

Time will tell. XOXO Dawnn S.

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It was December now. Shawn was becoming more intimate with Camila and becoming open about the relationship. He seemed happy. Was he? A part of him was okay, but there was a part of him sad. He still hasn't contacted his best friend (Y/N). He never went five days without any contact, and this is something new that he did not like. He always told her everything because of their strong bond, but he ruined things.

She has been busy writing and producing new music. Shawn knew because he would get recommendations to watch new videos of her songs on YouTube. Shawn wanted to deny that he did not listen to every song, trying to decode any messages. He would deny that he spent countless sleepless nights watching her videos, trying to see if she was affected by their loss as he felt. She also was a part of numerous movies and TV shows that haunted Shawn. He would make sure to go to the theaters alone, without being seen to get a glimpse of her.

Shawn forgot how busy she likes to keep herself. She would starve herself due to not having time, but he would always bring her food. Shawn would take her out for her to have fun and relax. Shawn could see how much she was working due to the various works and the album she is about to release. Her mind was always thinking whether an idea for a song or a Christmas gift for someone. Shawn fiddles with his phone, debating on if he should call her.

"Hello?" Her voice said, having a calming effect on Shawn. He felt this made him stronger to speak up. He realizes he wanted to reach out before he lost the courage.

"(Nickname)?" He asked, hesitantly, thinking she would hang upon him. He silently prayed she would talk to him and not hang up.

"Shawny, good to hear from you. " She admitted, glancing at her boyfriend, smiling brightly at him. Sebastian shoots her a look, curious about the fact she answered. Sebastian smirks, moving closer to her, placing a hand on her knee.

"How have you been?" He asked, really enjoying hearing her voice. He missed smelling the scent of pumpkin spice and cinnamon when he hugged her.

" I've been well...you?" (Y/N) asked, raising an eyebrow at her boyfriend, knowing he is up to something. She is trying to pay attention to the phone call, trying to hide how much she missed hearing Shawn's voice.

" G-good," he stuttered out, blushing at how lame he must have sounded. Shawn felt like an idiot. He should be apologizing to her, but all he could say is," I miss you," breathless, waiting for her response.

Silence.

He started to panic, thinking he made a mistake in telling her. He starts to run a hand through his hair. Shawn bites his lower lip nervously as his eyes shift around the room. Silently, he was glad that he was alone and did not have to worry about being embarrassed in front of his friends.

" I miss you too, Shawny," she finally replied, hating how weak she gave in to her feelings. Her boyfriend moves his hand higher up her thigh, fingers moving closer to her panties. She closes her eyes, knowing she should stop Sebastian, but loved how crazy he makes her; yearning for him to touch her, she spreads her legs. She silently thanked that she picked a skirt to wear as she bites back a moan when he teases her with his finger.

There is so much she has to tell Shawn. Tell him how much she loves him. How much he broke her heart when she found out he was dating Camila Cabello. However, nothing comes out as she lets out a soft gasp, watching Sebastian getting on his knees, pulling down her panties. She could only watch the smirk on his face as he lifts her skirt, seeing how wet she became from his touch.

" I would like that very much," Shawn replied happily, not having a clue about what is happening on the other side. Shawn felt like he was on his way to get his best friend back. Shawn couldn't believe how simple it was for him to talk to her. Yeah, he still had feelings for her, but that didn't matter. He was with Camila, and that is who he loves.

(Y/N)'s eyes shut as she tilts her head back, enjoying the sensation of Sebastian's tongue not being able to hide her moans anymore; she says a rush goodbye to Shawn, a promise to call him another time before hanging up. Quickly, she pushes Sebastian off her, grabbing his arm and leading him to the bedroom.

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(Y/N) lets out a snicker, reading the text messages between Sebastian and her. He loved to tease her about her crush on Harry Styles and the fact she told him if she had the chance, she would get with Harry. Sebastian was surprised to find out he was not her celeb crush, but he did become close. She did not count Shawn as a celeb crush because he liked him before he got famous. She thought he was the one for her, and they would get married when they were 20. However, things did not turn out as planned, and she is `moving on. Currently, she is in the blue room, watching from the screen as it plays the show.

"Hi, mate. I am just by your place, and I was wondering if you could help me get to work," Harry says on the phone, "great, thanks." Hanging up the phone, James appears, smiling and saying, "hey."

Harry starts to drive as the two converse with each other. "How are you feeling about hosting?"

"It will be fine," Harry said, smiling as he nods his head. He then asks for advice, listening to every single word James says, finding it amusing. After faking laughing practice and clothing advice, Harry turns on the radio. Watermelon Sugar comes on, they both begin to sing to the song, jamming out as drive.

Harry's phone begins to ring, which makes them stop for a moment. Harry picks up the phone, "ello?" James shoots a confused look at Harry, wondering who is on the phone. "Yeah, I am close near you. I would not mind, yes. No worries, love," Harry said before hanging up. He turns to James, "I need to make a quick stop."

The next thing James can see is (Y/N) outside, with multiple shopping bags, smiling apologetically. "No way!" James exclaimed, not having to know the two had this planned for the segment. The two men get out of the car, grabbing some of the bags and placing them in the trunk.

"Sorry about this. I was Christmas shopping, but my car broke down. I did not need my manager to know I left the studio to shop. I also knew Harry was going to the studio soon, and it was fate that he was close."

The three make their way into the car as the car drives off towards the studio. "I thought you were busy?" James said in a questioning tone, not understanding what is going on.

" I was, but I knew I just had to appear. I just made sure to finish getting everything ready for the album to drop in a couple of days."

Harry looks in the review mirror, meeting (Y/N)'s eyes, "should we listen to music?" Laughing, (Y/N) nods her head, watching Harry turns on the radio once again, the sound of Starving. The three sing-alongs, jamming to the song before there is a new song that comes on. James and Harry stay silent, not knowing the words to the song. (Y/N) smiles, hearing her newest song that dropped out a few hours ago.

Car rides to Malibu Strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two And trading jackets Laughing 'bout how small it looks on you (Ah-ha-ha-ha) Watching reruns of Glee Bein’ annoying, singing in harmony I bet she's braggin' to all her friends, saying you’re so unique (Hm)

(Y/n) sings, stoping to let the pre-chorus play, feeling proud she is almost done with her album. She can move on to the next chapter of her life soon and begin to forget about Shawn.

So when you gonna tell her that we did that too? She thinks it's special, but it's all re-used That was our place, I found it first I made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you

(Y/N) resumes singing, feeling she is giving a major hint on who the album is about. She initially did not want to drop the song because of the hints of heartbreak and the concept of him moving on. There are already people trying to connect each song to her friendship with Shawn.

Do you get déjà vu when she's with you? Do you get déjà vu, hmm? (Ha) Do you get déjà vu, huh?

Do you call her, almost say my name? 'Cause let's be honest, we kinda do sound the same Another actress I hate to think that I was just your type And I bet that she knows Billy Joel 'Cause you played her "Uptown Girl" You’re singing it together Now I bet you even tell her how you love her In between the chorus and the verse

(Y/N) stops, as she only wanted to perform a snippet of the new song. James raises his hands, not believing what happened. "Is that a new song of yours?" He asked, turning to look at (Y/N), not stopping from smiling. (Y/N) nods, a flush on her cheeks as she ducks down a little. "Yes, I want people to hear more of my new songs. My album is dropping tomorrow, and it seems like a good time. I need to move on with my life, and releasing my music is the change I need." The next thing the three know is that they arrived at the studio.

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shawn-mendes-post · 4 years

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Broken Promise

bnA/N: So this is my new series that I talked about. Chapter one done after a couple of days. I got side track because I was watching the Order on Netflix. I really like the show and hope there will be a season 3. I can’t wait to read some fanfic of the Order. I love Randall and Hamish ❤💕❤. Alyssa kept getting on my nerves, but I did like her in the beginning.

Requested: No

Words: 3000

Paring: Reader x Shawn Mendes, Reader x Dylan (friendship), eventually Reader x Timothee C.

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Two years. Two years down the drain. The relationship will not ever be the same, no matter what. A beautiful relationship that did not consist of fighting or envy. The couple spent their time in secret, not wanting to ruin the bliss. How could this happen? Where did things go wrong?

You sat on the bed, close to the edge, staring into space, recalling the moment; every damn moment of the relationship, looking for a clue. You yearned to understand how a perfect relationship becomes completely broken. How could a single girl shift everything between Shawn and you?

'Well, she is not some girl,' you thought, bitterly, phone in hand open to a disturbing sight. The news popped up on Twitter, as fans kept retweeting over and over again, to your annoyance. When you first see the tweet, disbelief filled your body, not wanting to accept the idea Shawn was cheating on you. However, you started to check for more proof that could either confirm your suspicions or disregard it, which you hoped was the latter.

Time freeze at the moment you found a dozen articles about the two, who were acting more than friendly. Frantically, you skim them, dreading the answers to your questions written in the words of the articles. 'Fourth of July? He said he was spending time with his sister, who supposedly came to visit him.' You swallow back the tears that threatened to spill while at the same time, your heart is breaking into million pieces.

You send him multiple messages hoping to get him to deny these speculations before, moving on calling his cell as you begin to panic. Silence is what you received because Shawn does not answer, leaving you in the dark, making your mind come up with many crazy ideas.

"Bub, please call me back."

"Darling, what the hell is going on?"

"Baby, why are you not answering?"

"Shawn, I swear I will leave you."

An hour went by with no response, which leads you to believe Shawn is with Camila. Done with his lack of response, you fiddle around the room, grabbing your suitcase, filling it up with clothes, needing to getaway.

Shawn was supposed to be the one. He was the one that felt like home, but now he feels like a stranger. Shawn was the one to tie you down and start a family, but now that seems impossible.

Your breathing becomes heavy, panic setting in at the thought of being alone. Your hands become clammy as you struggle to calm down, knowing a full panic attack will occur if you do not stop. You could hear the blood pumping through your ears thump, thump, thump, while your breathing became haggardly then before.

Ring! Ring!

Your phone rings, making you take deep breathes before answering, praying the will not pay attention to the sound of her voice. You pick up, not knowing who is calling, but thinking it is Shawn.

"Sha-" You tried to speak, but gets cut off by the caller.

"Hey, it is me. I was wondering when you will be on your way? You know filming will start soon," Dylan asked, missing his friend since it has been a while.

"I'm leaving soon. It slipped my mind completely," you laugh shakily before continuing," I missed you too, Dyl." Glancing around the silent flat, you knew it was time to stop living in a silly fantasy. The secret relationship with you and Shawn would have never lasted, you think. The two of you lived separate lives, barely having time to see each other. Shawn would be on tour or writing music, living his dreams, while you would be traveling to star in movies and television shows, pursuing your dream. You even had a couple of chances to dabble with directing and producing.

"Is everything okay?" Dylan asked, knowing something was wrong, deciding to offer his ear, thinking you would need to talk.

"I will be okay, Dyl. I missed shooting and can't wait to see everyone. " You explained, fingers running through your hair, worried he would keep asking questions.

"If you are sure. I am here when you need to talk," Dylan said, not wanting to push you, but wanting to let you know he will be there. Dylan was the first co-star you meet, and things immediately hit things off. The two of you would be the ones singing onset or pulling pranks on the other co-stars. The two of you were like siblings off-screen, which helped you to play Clay Jensen's sister.

"I know, Dyl. It is significant to talk in person so I will see you soon. How is Lydia?" You asked, thinking it will distract him. You knew how Dylan gets when his girlfriend is named.

"She is well. I can't wait till filming is over so I can spend more time with her. You know how busy she can get with the band. I also have been spending time with the guys coming up with new songs. I can show you if you want. I am interested in seeing some of the songs that you promised me," Dylan spoke, smiling at the thought of how you get embarrassed when others look at your songs.

You chuckle, regretting telling him about you writing some songs in your free time. "I will, Dyl. I need to before I miss my flight to California. I have a few things to resolve before I can leave. I will see you at the flats," you said, assuring Dylan, already planning the next steps.

Hanging up, you make your way to the bedroom, glancing to make sure you got everything significant. Sighing, you grab a paper and pen, wondering what to write to Shawn, needing to find closure or else.

Dear Shawn,

I heard you were with someone else. I thought it was a silly rumor until I saw the proof myself. Camila? I never thought the two of you would betray me, but I was wrong. I knew there was a feeling between the two of you, but I did not think they were so strong. I wished many things went differently between us.

I wished we spent more time together, then maybe you would not look elsewhere. Who am I kidding? You would have found a way to be with her because you love her. I witness the way you look at her. Shawn, you look at her the way you used to look at me. I wished I stopped myself from falling for you. I never thought we would become separate from each other or the idea of falling out of love. I wish we were open about our relationship, and I know it was my fault. I was scared to face the hate I would receive from your fan girls. I was nervous about the paparazzi invading our privacy, and I value it. I could keep going, but I should not, or else I will have more regrets. Shawn, I did love you. I do love you with my whole heart. I hope she makes you happier then I did. I will miss spending time with your family. Please send my regards to them.

Shawn, I did think you would be the one. I thought I would spend the rest of my life with till my death. I envision the two of us settling down in a cute home close to your family. I pictured popping out a few kids that would love you to the moon and back. I could see us getting old together, watching after our grand kids and their kids. I would have given up my acting for you if you had asked. I would have given you everything in return to be mine. I was yours, and I thought you were mine.

I am leaving to help myself heal from this heartbreak. I think it is best if we do not communicate for a while. I do wish you the best.

Sincerely, (Y/N)

P.S

You broke your promise, Shawn. You hurt me. Broken Promises.

You sniffle, folding up the note, thinking of a place to put it. You grab your things, making one last swept of the flat. Satisfied, you place the golden ring on the counter with the note, walking out, silently saying goodbye. Your head is down, fighting off the tears as you make your way to the airport. The beginning of your new chapter about to begin and some things will surprise you.

You made sure to stay hidden from everyone, not wanting to be surrounded by fans. It was hard to get through the airport undetected, but you made it. There were a few accidents along the way; however, nothing that discourages you. The plane flight was relaxing for you as you slept on the plane, knowing you would be busy shooting in the few months.

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Shawn woke up in an unfamiliar bed next to a sleeping figure. He groans because he tried sitting up, and a pounding headache meets him. His hands rush to his head, hoping the pain will go away soon or else he did not know how long it would last.

Shawn could only remember a few things that happened last night, but that did not freak him out. It was the body next to him, which he knew could not be his lovely girlfriend/ fiancee. Persistently the pounding in his head made him groan ever so soft as he moves to remove the covers. His eyes widen at the female figure next to him.

"Oh shit," he mumbled, getting off the bed quietly, running a hand through his locks, thinking about how he got in this situation. Memories flash through his mind about the two hanging out.

Shawn stood by the pool, laughing at Camila's joke. She slowly entwines their hands, which seemed okay with Shawn. Shawn knew he should have stopped anything that seemed too friendly, but he didn't think it would be a problem. The party lasted for hours until the fireworks at the end of the night. Shawn spent his time with Camila, having the time of his life. He missed having fun because of all the stress of trying to get the new song out. Something was missing, but he did not think long about it. He would drink more than he probably should have, but it was a night where he could relax. Drink after drink made him feel loose and want to have more fun. The next thing he could recall was a pair of lips touching his.

"Fuck," he cursed out, not caring if he woke her up. He could not believe the mistake he made and the consequences. He picked up his phone to see the many unanswered calls and text that were from (Y/N).

He glances at Camila to see she is starting to wake up to the horror of Shawn. She smiles at him, brings the covers up as she sits up. "Hey," he said lamely, not knowing what to say in this awkward moment.

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You arrived at the flat, needing some time to sleep, despite taking a nap on the plane. Everything that happened would change your perspective on relationships and love. Inspiration struck you, grabbing your songbook, sitting down on the bed, you write your feelings. You write everything down, needing to express yourself, or else go crazy keeping; everything bottled up.

Knock. Knock.

Startled at the sudden noise, you raise your head in alert, on guard when walking towards the door. Looking through the peek hole, you smile at the sight of your friend, Dylan, leading you to open the door.

Dylan stood there with a dopey smile, arms holding box of pizza and other containers while carrying bags of groceries, waiting to be let in. " I thought we should have our tradition of eating junk food and watching movies till we pass out," he said, hopeful, giving his best puppy dog eyes.

You think about it, not knowing if it would be a good idea or not since you are dealing with a breakup. "Sure, that would be lovely," you decided, thinking it would be a good idea to get your mind off. Moving aside, you let Dylan enter before shutting the door behind him.

The two of you move to the furnished living room, setting the stuff on the coffee table. You go to the kitchen, grabbing plates and things for the food, knowing Dylan is already putting on a movie. "So, I think we could watch Beautiful Boy," Dylan told you, smiling as he continues," since you are in it."

Settling on the couch, piling food on your plate, you glance at him, raising an eyebrow. "Is that all? It would not have to do with my co-stars?" You asked, knowing he is a fan of the office (I don't know if it is true). Dylan looks at you sheepishly, not bothering to deny it, already knowing it would be foolish.

"Come on, let us watch it," Dylan said, stuffing his face, while the movie begins, making you laugh. Your attention focused on Timothée Chalamet through the film, and how a great actor he is. You could feel the pain and desperation of Nick, who moved your heart. You regretted not spending more time with Chalamet and yearned for working with him once again. There was something about him that draws you in, and that is interesting to you.

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Tense. Shawn felt tense on his way to the flat, after looking through his phone at the messages. There was something that made him feel worried about what he was about to walk in; nonetheless, he opens the door. He surveyed how dark the flat looks, which brought terror to Shawn at the idea of (Y/N) leaving without telling him.

Shawn strides towards the bedroom; however, he stops when something shiny catches his attention on the counter. His hands grasp the ring as he immediately moves to the couch, his other hand holds the note. Shawn could only stare at the band, his fears becoming a reality when he opens the paper, reading it over and over again.

'I messed up. I should have responded sooner. I should not have cheated on (Y/n), despite not being in control fully. ' Shawn thinks, tears sliding down his faces, not knowing what to do. One part of him wanted to lay down while the other wanted to go out and search for his love. He should have told her about what was going on. The plan consisted of Shawn having to be with Camila because of their new song until the heat died down.

Shawn stared at his phone, gloomy when he noticed there were no new messages from (y/n). He went through their conversation, frowning at how happy they were until he ruined everything.

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In the middle of winter, Shawn took a break from tour, wanting to spend time with (Y/N). He planned to purpose to you and needed everything to go perfect. In the morning, Shawn woke up early to make your favorite breakfast before bringing it to you on a tray with a single (favorite flower) in a vase.

"Darling, wake up," he coos, setting the tray his side of the bed. You start to rise from the bed, yawning as your eyes meet hazel eyes. Your stomach growls when your nose smells something delicious. "Mhm, that seems good," you reach for the tray after kissing Shawn. Shawn holds the plate, breathing a little shaky, which made you concerned. "Is there something wrong, Bub?"

"I, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, never thought I would find my soulmate. I am almost always gone, but you stick by my side through it all. You offer your support whenever I need it, and I am grateful to have you. I love you (Y/N), and I want you in my life. Your laugh makes me happy just by hearing it because it sounds magical. You are outstanding, and I love your acting. I still can't believe I am with the brilliant, (Y/n) (l/n), who started acting when she was ten. Your heart amazes me when I see you lend a hand to help people in need without a complaint. You bring awareness to issues in the world, which is brave to speak up, despite what some people may think. I love you and how you comfort me when I am stress because of the concert or if I am having a bad day. You will drop everything for anyone to come over to help no matter the time, which gets you in trouble with your manager or the directors. You are a perfect goddess, and I am lucky you are in my life. I love your height and vision us taking turns spooning each other as we cuddle in bed. You are the ones that I want to see every morning and every night. I want to spend every day treating you like the queen you are and hope that I will be your king one day. I want to love you for eternity, and am willing to give up everything for you. I don't need money or fame. Not even the fans and I do love each of them and how they supported me. I need you (Y/N)," Shawn confesses, grabbing a small jersey box from his pocket, raising it for you to see, slowly opening the box.

"I promise to never hurt you," Shawn vowed, as the box is open," will you marry me (Y/n)?" Your face was streaming with tears at his speech, not needing anytime to think. "Yes," you said, lifting your hand for him to place the ring. He does. The two of you share a passionate kiss, wanting to celebrate the event. However, the moment was interrupted when your stomach starts growling, which makes you blush. "Sorry," you apologized, grabbing the food to start eating, while Shawn chuckles and watches.

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"You broke your promise," you said out loud.

"What?" Dylan asked, wanting to know what is the matter.

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I am writing a new series. This is going to be different then my others. The series is going to be with Timothée Chalamet as the guy in the end. I might create a new blog to post the story. I am in love with Timothee and want to write about him and characters he played.

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I Love You

Request: What if reader is Shawn's PA and he's blatantly hitting on her all the time but she just thinks that he's like that with everyone bc he's friendly and after a night out wher Shawn is extremely drunk she takes him back to his hotel room and he asks her if she likes him and then proceeds to confess his love to her a bit dramatically bc he's drunk and then the morning after he's a bit awkward bc he kind of remembers what he said and she tells him that she likes him too before she leaves for a task

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A/n: I hope you like how it came out. It is longer then I intended, but seems okay. Comment, Heart and Re-blogs would be appreciative. I would love for others to know about my blog. I finished watching the TV show, Psych again, My favorite character is Carlton Lassiter. I was thinking about writhing some Psych fanfic. Tell me what you think. Do not own anything.

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Word Count: 4,000

It was a busy day for Shawn's assistant, that is in charge of various things. (Y/N) was currently on an errand to grab food for Shawn and the others, not knowing why she is the one they sent. Countless things need her attention before she could go home and do her school work. She was walking into the building with bags of food, sighing as she strides to the men currently working. Her eyes glanced at her boss, loving to watch him sing.

Shawn's singing would always make her swoon over and felt special when he would sing to her. Shawn would always flirt with her, but she never thought much of it. He does flirt with other women in her opinion whether he knew it or not.

(Y/N) hands out the food and drinks until the only one left was Shawn and hers. Nervously, she bites her lower lip, heading towards him, despite him being in his zone. "Here is your food—a burger with no tomatoes, and fries with seasoning. Also, the milkshake you requested," she spoke softly, not wanting to disturb him.

Shawn looks up, smiling as he grabs the food. "Thanks. Will you be joining me today, lovely?" He asked, winking as he pats the spot next to him." I can't eat without your beautiful face in the room. "

(Y/N) rolls her eyes, shaking her head at his ridiculousness before rejecting his offer, "sorry, have a lot of errands to do," she explained before walking off, not noticing his frown and disappoint in his eyes.

She stops to inform Andrew of the process of what still needs to be taken care of before rushing to grab the things for the party.

(Y/N) had told Andrew about the good news, and insisted on throwing a party for Shawn. She was in charge of everything, and still had things to get. The party will in a club, where the boys like to go sometimes after a hard day of work. His family was informed, and they would come to the party. (y/n) would eat in between the task before she was able to relax, heading back to Shawn's place.

Everyone was waiting for her to come because they were to head out. She did not see Shawn, which made her nervous to think he was not ready. The party was supposed to start soon, but it can't if the significant person is not there.

"You are coming with us" The familiar sound of her boss broke her train of thoughts, snapping her head to meet the Hazel eyes that made her feel week in the knees. "I don't think so, you know? I have a lot of school work I need to complete. I was busy because I have a very strict boss, no having fun," she teased, glancing in his eyes, knowing she could just get lost.

(Y/N) tears her eyes away, not wanting him to think she was creepy, despite knowing he would never believe she was. "Oh, I should talk with your boss," he mushed, his hand on her shoulder gliding up to her cheek. "He sounds like a horrible boss; I would quit if I had a gorgeous face like yours," he mumbled, playing along with her teasing.

(Y/N) laughs, "he is okay. You know, always so busy flirting with other girls. Drives me completely crazy, having to get his attention for work," she banters, smiling playfully.

Shawn frowns, not understanding why she would think he flirts with other females. Shawn wanted her. He would always flirt with her, but she acted indifferent to his advances, which made him believe she did not like him. "I think he is trying to get one girl's attention, but she is not noticing. Wonder if she is the one that is driving the boss crazy," Shawn states, glancing at her lips, wanting to kiss them. A taste of those luscious lips that droved him crazy whenever he sees them.

Things seem to freeze, the two in their little world, and not paying attention to the others. (y/n) felt butterflies in her stomach, seeing Shawn, her boss staring at her lips. She wanted to lean and kiss him, to feel his lips on hers but knew it was unprofessional. She wanted to wrap her arms around his neck, smashing their lips together, feeling wanted from the sexy man. Clearing her throat, she steps back, straightens out her pencil skirt and blouse to occupy her mind from the dirty thoughts.

"I have things to do," she mumbled, cheeks flushed, hoping no one could see how hot she felt. (y/n) shakes her head, moving to walk away, thinking about how to surprise Shawn would be to see her there. She had to go pick up his present before going to the club. The present currently sat in her bedroom, perfectly wrapped with Harry Potter wrapping, and a big bow on top.

Shawn stares at her with puppy dog eyes, lips pouting, “come to the club with us," he stops, reaching to grab her hands before continuing, "I will not go if you are not going to be there." Shawn reached a new low with guilt-tripping her, which seemed like a good idea at the time. Shawn should feel embarrassed he was trying to guilt-trip her, but he wanted her to come. He never acted like this before with any girl, but (Y/N) was not any girl. She was the one that made him want to do good in the world with her by his side.

It was the night he would layout his feeling for her. He is not wishing to flirt with her and her not thinking he was serious.

The two individuals knew he was not serious, but expected for the boys to drag him there. (Y/N) could not believe he would say that to her, especially when she told him she had a test coming up. She stood her ground, not liking when someone tries to make her feel guilty. It did hurt her, and she would not look at him, not wanting him to see how she is hurt. This was not the Shawn she knew, and wanted to be with.

"I will try, okay? I make no promises," she flatly said, running her fingers through her locks, already tired from this conversation. "I will not save you when you get drunk if I do show up," she mumbled, walking away without hearing his response.

Shawn smiled, knowing this was the night he will confess. He wanted to confess his feelings to her. Shawn is in love with her and needed to know if she felt the same way. He knew the two had a more unprofessional relationship because he did consider her as a friend. He slowly realized how much he cared for her, despite thinking they could not be more. He hoped that he would be able to have the courage to say what he needs to say, and not be an incompetent drunk.

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(Y/N) reaches the club, wondering if she should go in with the present or wait for when the two are alone. Shrugging off the nervous, she makes her way into the club, seeing Shawn, who seems down in the dumps. (Y/N) unconsciously flips her hair, striding towards him as if she was on a critical mission. She hoped she was not under dressed for the club, especially when she only had twenty minutes to get there.

"Shawn," she called, smiling brightly as she watches him perk up, making a motion to hug her. "Here you go," she said, stopping him from hugging her, which made him frown. Shawn smiles, trying to hide how hurt he was, grabbing the present, not knowing she would bring anything. "You did not have to," he mumbled, cheeks pink at the thought of her being thoughtful.

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Hours it was passed by until it was past midnight, to the surprise of (Y/N). She did not intend to stay long since she was not lying about having things to do, such as homework. Brian was near, still having fun, leading to (y/n) to tell him she was leaving because she could not see Shawn.

"Brian, I am going to go," she yelled, waving goodbye, needing the fresh air after being in the stuffy club. She was not paying attention leading her to collied into something substantial, which surprised her. "Sorry," she mumbled, before gasping when she felt the man's arms around her waist.

"Hey," she shouted, about to hit him on the head, but she saw the familiar chocolate brown curls of her boss, Shawn. She was furrowing her eyebrows, noticing the familiar scent of alcohol reeking from the man hugging her. "Mhm, you are an amazing assistant," he slurred, glancing down, a bright blush on his cheeks, making him look adorable, as he smiles goofy.

She laughs, nodding her head, knowing he is drunk, "do not scare me like that, Shawn. Come on; I will take you to Brian before I leave," she told him, trying to walk back into the club. Tried being the key word because she could not move. His grip tightens on her waist, preventing her from moving." I don't wanna," he whines, reminding her like a 5-year-old.

"Fine, but let me take you home, okay?" She asked, giving him a look that she will not deal with his childish behavior. Shawn nods, letting her go as he follows her, marching behind her. (Y/N), strolled to her car, close to Shawn in case he needed her support, deciding on what she was going to do. After many failed attempts, she was able to get Shawn in the car, after promising to go on a 'date' with him.

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The car ride consisted of the babbling from drunk Shawn, which (Y/N) ignored, other than the occasional nods and "mhm," since she focused on the road. There was a struggle to getting Shawn in his home because she had to hide him from the paparazzi. 'Damn, Andrew or Shawn better give me a raise. I did not sign up for taking care of a drunk Shawn,' she thought, struggling to open the door.

After opening the door with no help from Shawn, she makes her way to the bedroom, Shawn next to her, practically dragging her down. The simple task to get him in the bed seemed impossible since he was much heavier then she was. "Few more steps, Bubs, you can do this," she encouraged him, which seemed to help as he flops on top of the bed.

(Y/N) sighs, seeing Shawn is in a nice pair of clothing, which Andrew would freak out if they were to get ruined—debating with herself if she should undress him or get chewed out by Andrew. Deciding the latter option would lead to her terminations, she hesitantly fiddles with the buttons, an attempt to unbutton his shirt.

"If you wanted me naked, all you had to do is ask," Shawn drawled, lifting himself to see her, propped on his elbows, smirking. (Y/N) rolls her eyes, muttering curses under her breath, knowing her face as red as a tomato. "You can change yourself then," she shot back, getting off the bed, about to head to his kitchen.

Shawn grips her wrist, stopping her from leaving, knowing he had to express his feelings. The deep secret kept weighing on him since he meets her and could not repress any longer. "I like you," he said, drunkenly, fighting to stay awake, not wanting to sleep just yet.

"I like you too, sometimes," she said, laughing at how cute he looks and the desire to take a photo-filled her. She ruffles his curls, not knowing why he is confessing this to her. She felt like he was only confessing to like her as a friend, which did sting a bit.

"No, like like," he mumbled, knowing he did not get the message across. (y/n) She starts to get confused, not believing that this man, her boss, could have any feelings for her. Her heart stopped dead, the idea in her head. He could have any woman he wanted, and it did seem he was crushing on his best friend, Camila.

"Shawn, stop." She stated, not wanting to hear any more. Not wanting to get her hopes up that the man she likes... no loves could possibly love her back. Shawn frowns, blinking furiously as he tries to understand what she said.

"Do you like me?" Shawn asked, in a small voice, hoping she would not reject him after telling her the truth.

"Of course I do, Shawn. I just told you. You are a good boss and friend to me, and that means a lot. I would not be going to college if it was not for you. Shawn, you inspire me to follow my dreams," she confesses, not telling him her real feeling about how she loves him.

Shawn sits up after many failed attempts, he felt a headache forming, but he could not stop himself. "I love you," he slurred, reaching out to grab her hands, pulling her to the bed. She falls on top of him, with a squeal, and he lets out an "oomph." One of his hands rests on her hip, the other cupping her cheek.

"I Shawn Peter Raul Mendes is in love with you, (Y/N). I love your cute laugh, which makes me happy by just hearing it. I love it when you get me my favorite food or drink. I love you and how you comfort me when I am stress because of the concert or if I am having a bad day. You are a perfect goddess, and I am lucky you are in my life. I love how brilliant you are, especially when you are doing those puzzles on your phone when you think I am not watching you. I love how kind you are and never mean to anyone, despite the possibility that they deserve it. You have the biggest heart that I have seen in the world. I notice when you are not working that you volunteer at the homeless shelters or visit the orphanage to spend time with the kids. I love your height and vision us taking turns spooning each other as we cuddle in bed. I love how you will drop everything for anyone to come over to help no matter the time, which gets you in trouble with Andrew at times. I want to marry you someday and have a family with you. You are the one that I want to see every morning and every night. I want to spend every day treating you like the queen you are and hope that I will be your king one day. I want to love you for eternity, and am willing to give up everything for you. I don't need money or fame. Not even the fans and I do love each of them and how they supported me. I need you (Y/N)." Shawn ranted, slurring now and then, before leaning to kiss her.

(Y/N) 's heart was beating against her chest, rapidly throughout his confession. It brought many mixed feelings for her because she never thought he would feel like this in a million years. Tears slide down her face, which surprised herself since she never cried in front of Shawn.

When he pressed his lips against hers, she kissed back, wanting to enjoy this kiss, thinking he will not remember what happened last night. She figured, enjoy the moment before it is away in the morning. Reality would set in soon, and Shawn would have no recollection of what transpired between the two.

The two pull apart, needing air as they breathe slowly, looking at each other. Shawn wore a dopey smile, unbelievably happy that he told the woman he loves his feelings. On the other hand, she was frowning, realizing what would prevent the two of them from dating.

"Shawn, you are drunk. You need to rest, and in the morning, forget everything that happened. "She told him, a hint of sadness in her voice, as she gets out of his grip.

"I am not," he said hurt, that she would not believe him. He might have had too much to drink because he was scared in confessing his feeling to her, despite the numerous talks he had with himself. The headache was getting worse, and he could not fight it anymore. He lets out a yawn, tired for all the events that happened but did not want to sleep.

"You are drunk and sleepy," she states, moving to get him some clothes to sleep in, returning with shorts and a t-shirt. She starts to undress him, as he pouts, losing focus on what he was saying because of her touching him. He felt his body lite up in flames, wanting her to stay with him, and not leave. He desired her more than anything, and he would not let her slip out of his grasp just because she did not think he was telling the truth.

"I am not tired," he mumbled, fighting back another yawn, wanting to prove her wrong. "Shawn, the two of us will not work anyways," she tried to get him to understand and change.

Shawn tries to raise an eyebrow, but can't and makes a funny face. "Why not," he asked, feeling the buzz fading. "Shawn, I work for you. I am your assistant, and it would be unprofessional. I do not want people to think I got this position because I opened my legs. You already know how the press will make me look like a harlot. I like my privacy, and do not need any of your fans coming after me. I value my life and my family's life. I worked hard for this job, and I do not want to get fired. You already know why I needed the money, which will stop me from pursuing my dreams and finishing college. The two of us in a relationship is bad news and will not work out," she explained, gently trying to ease him into understanding why the relationship would be doomed. A happy sigh escaped her lips when she finished helping Shawn change into something he could sleep. She walks off to set his clothes neatly on the drawer, leaving a note to remind her to pick it up for a wash with the rest of his clothes.

In Shawn's mind, it was hard for him to follow her reasoning, as he was still drunk. He opened his mouth to protest what she said but stopped. He realized she did make some valid points, and there would be problems. He thought that they could handle each problem together as the issue arises. He did not know about her feeling scared about his fans since he knew his fans loves him. He figured his supporters would be happy to see him in a relationship with a breathtaking woman and not just because of who she is. His thoughts followed to her fired, and that was something he did not want. She is a fantastic assistant who goes above and beyond things she is told to do, despite juggling all her other activities and schooling. There would be no one like her, and that saddens him to think of losing her.

Shaking his head to get rid of the negative thoughts, watching her take such care for him warms his heart. In the end, he knew he wanted to be with her and would not let the press, fans, or anyone get in the way of his happiness. "(Y/N)Come talk to me," he whines, wanting to tell her that he will always love her. He watches her make her way towards the bed, very tense with what is going to happen. "What Shawn?" She asked, keeping her distance from him.

"I know there are things we would need to figure out if we do become a couple. I know you are scared, but I want you to know I will not give up. I meant what I said to you, and I hope one day you will realize it. I do love you (Y/N). I will tell you every day if I have to until you believe it. I will scream it on the rooftop for everyone to hear me if needed. I will spend the rest of my life proving I have serious feelings for you, no matter how annoyed you might get with me. I will fight for this relationship, and will not fire you for being with me. I want you by my side, through everything, no matter what. I do not want you to worry about my fans because they will understand that I love you. I am happy with you. Your smile brightens my day just when I see it. I do not need your answer right now. I know you will need to take a while to comprehend everything I told you, and if you believe me. I will wait for you," he explained, very serious, as he fights off the sleepiness.

(Y/N) nods, knowing she would need to sort out her feelings and whether or not if she wanted to be in a relationship with Shawn. She does not deny that she wants to be with Shawn, but the negative thoughts kept popping into her mind. "Okay, Shawn," she said, glancing at him to talk more, but stops. She smiles softly when she realizes he fell asleep and was snoring quietly. Walking over, she tucks him in, making sure he is covering up with his blanket. She then makes her way to the kitchen for a glass of water and pills for his hangover tomorrow. She sets the things on the nightstand next to the bed before pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Night Shawn," she says, exiting the room on her way out.

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Shawn woke up to warm morning sun, shining through the bedroom window. Shivering from the cold sheets as he pulls the blanket over his head. The alarm rings earning a small groan from Shawn, knowing (Y/N) would be waiting in the living room for him. He rubs the sleepiness from his eyes as he gets up, knowing he can't go back to sleep, despite wanting to. He moans in pain at the horrible headache he felt, looking at the nightstand to see two pain relievers. A pleased sigh escaped his lips as he drinks the cold water that brings relief to his dry, scaly throat for him to swallow the pills.

He makes his way to the living room, dreadful as he remembers the confession he made to (Y/N). He felt mortified of how he spilled his guts to her the one woman he never wanted to leave him. He hoped that she would be in the living room waiting for him and that he did not scare her off. Spotting her, Shawn breaths in relief; she was there, but then gulps, not knowing what she will say.

"How are you this morning?" She asked, looking up from her phone, worried about him not remembering anything from last night. She could not sleep and spent the time thinking about if she will take the step to solidify their relationship. "O-okay. I had this headache," he mumbled, eyes wandering, not wanting to look at her because he was embarrassed.

"Do you remember last night," she asked, waiting for his answer. Apart of her wanted him to tell her he did not forget, and another hope he forgets. Shawn gulps, not knowing what to say, and stays silent.

(Y/N) sighs, walking over to Shawn, placing her index finger on his lips. " Stay quiet. Shawn, I love you too. I was afraid of the things that could go wrong, but I do not want that to hold me back. I do not want to live with regret and what-ifs. I am willing to be in a relationship with you, and I will fight for it. I love so many things about you, but I do not have the time to tell you. My schedule is filling up, so I can't stay long. However, if you join me on a date Sunday, I will spend the evening listing all the reasons I love you. I know the risk I am taking by being with you, but your speech last night filled me with the courage to be with you. I never thought I would find a man to love me like you do. I want to be with you," she states, kissing his lips and quickly leaving before responding to her.

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Not Ready

Request: What if Shawn and reader are dating for a few years and they have a pregnancy scare and Shawn's scared and instead of taking he gets angry bc he's scared he'll miss things bc of his career or his career will end before he wants to and they fight and he sleeps on the couch bc she's angry and hurt but they make up bc they both can't sleep and eat ice-cream together in the kitchen Lol my request is long and very specific sorry.

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A/n: I hope you like how it came out. I was nervous since this is my first request. I did change things a bit, but did try to follow what you requested.

Content Warning: Slight language

Word Count: 2,300

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(Y/N) never thought she would be in this situation, worried sick out of her mind, not knowing how her boyfriend would react. She knew the two were still young and have upstanding careers that demanded a lot of attention. The two barely moved in together, despite dating for years. Neither was in a rush to get married and start a life, because of how busy they were.

There was nothing to do but tell Shawn; their lives would turn upside down. Sighing, she calls him, trying to get in control of her emotions, not wanting to deal with the issue alone. She wanted Shawn to come since it would impact him as well, hoping things will go well. Her hand rested on her stomach, queasy over the thought life could be growing in her.

"Hey, baby," his voice cheerful and love, which diminishes some of her courage to tell him. She loves him so much that she hoped nothing would break their relationship, not even this mistake. "Shawn, can you come over?" She asked, nervously biting her lower lip, tapping her finger against the table.

Silence filled the air between the two for what felt like hours to (Y/N) but was a few seconds. "Are you okay? Is something wrong? I will be right there, don't worry, everything will be okay," Shawn said, rapidly, running around to get the things he needed.

(Y/N) smiles faintly, knowing he is probably making a mess at his parent's home." It is better if I talk to you in person," she explained, not wanting to worry him more then he already was. She spoke to him a little more, calming him down before she could hang up.

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Shawn was with his family, taking a break from his tour. He went to spend time with his family because (y/n) was feeling quite sick, so she stayed home. Shawn wanted to stay with her but insisted that he went with the promise of returning soon. Shawn knew he should have stayed home with his girlfriend, but he did miss his family at the same time.

Her calling him out of the blue worried him, knowing he would have returned soon. Shawn quickly left, rushing the goodbyes as he went to the car, driving recklessly. Shawn rushed home, entering to hear nothing, freaking him out more.

After searching the lower floor, he could not find his girlfriend, which scared him. He began to think of the different scenarios as to why she was not there. Shawn hesitantly walked up the stairs, thinking she would be in their bedroom.

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After calling Shawn, (Y/N) was restless, wanting something to occupy her mind. All she could be thinking were ways of telling him the news, not knowing what to expect. She would drink water bottles as if she never had something to drink in years, knowing she would need to take the multiple tests.

Dark thoughts filled her mind, wavering her determination to tell him. She began to think of excuses to get out of telling hin, not wanting to scare him or make him change his mind about their relationship.

--- Shawn crept his way up the stairs, wondering what the reason she needed him was. The bedroom door was open a bit, letting Shawn walk in. His eyes laid on his beautiful girlfriend, who seemed lost in thought. He stepped closer towards the bed, gently getting on, scooting closer towards her. He envelops her in a hug, pulling her close to him.

"What is wrong, love?" He questioned, in a soft tone, not wanting to freak her out. (Y/N) starts to shake, whimpering at the thought of what his reaction will be. "I think I am pregnant," she blurted, not wanting to keep the issue to herself. She could not deny the idea of being pregnant anymore then she wanted.

The idea of being pregnant freaked her out more than she would tell anyone. A living being in her belly growing sounded so unreal. She never thought of having a family so young, especially not with a famous singer, who's gone for most of the years because of touring. She thought she would start having children in her mid-thirties, after becoming a renowned actress. She wanted enough money to take care of her children with the help of her husband. (Y/N) never thought she would be in her twenties, freaking out mentally with her boyfriend.

--- To say Shawn was shocked would be an understatement. He froze, thinking she was wrong. Shawn was not ready to be a father at all. Shawn might not even want kids; he did not know. Shawn began to think about his career and the idea of being putting things on hold. His music was everything for him, and the thought worried him.

"A-are you sure?" He asked, wearily, glancing at her belly as if it was dangerous being. Shawn watched her shake her head to his relief of her not being pregnant.

"I have missed my period, Shawn. I have been throwing up and can't keep down any food. I feel drained all day, not wanting to do anything" (y/n) explained, gently easing him into the idea. The possibility of her being pregnant with his child. Their child.

Shawn shakes his head, letting her go, getting frustrated with the predicament. "That does not mean you are pregnant. You can be overworked and stressed." He tries to explain to her, thinking logistics, denying the possibility of a baby. Shawn gets off the bed, pacing around, running his hands through his hair, a nervous habit. Muttering under his breath, realizing the changes his life will undergo if she is with child.

--- Watching him panicked, made (y/n) realize it was a bad idea to tell him. (y/n) should have kept her mouth shut, but she thought he ought to know. "I still don't know, Shawn. I wanted you to be here while I took a couple of pregnancy tests," she said, getting up from the bed, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Shawn freaks out, moving away from her, sweat running down his forehead. "I can't be a father (y/n)." He spoke out, shaking his head frantically. "I am not ready. There is so much I still have to do, "Shawn told her, hoping she understood where he was going with this. Shawn stared at his girlfriend, not backing down for what he believed would be the right thing.

(Y/N) 's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what he was talking about. Her eyes widened at the outrageous response her boyfriend told her. "I am not going to have an abortion, Shawn!" She yelled, getting angry at him.

She wraps her arms around her waist, trying to protect her belly, which may or may not have a fetus. (Y/N) thought he would be reluctant at first, he never thought he would request her to get rid of the baby. She stared into his brown eyes that did not have the natural shine in them, making her nervous—stepping back, not knowing what Shawn would do.

"Not an abortion. There are other options," Shawn huffs, getting angry at her for being inconsiderate to his work. He wanted her to understand his perspective and how a child would interfere in his work. "My work is important to me as acting is to you. I will not allow a kid to come between my dream. There is still more I thrive for, and a kid is not something I want," he blurted out, shaking violently.

(Y/N) could not believe what she was hearing; this was not her Shawn. This man was someone else, and she could not love him. "Shawn! I am scared shitless, and this is how you react? I am not ready for this myself. I also have a job that would put on hold because of a baby. I thought you would stick by my side through anything." She yelled, hating that they were fighting over something that might not even be real. He wanted to lash out before she also took a test, which leads her to believe he is not the man she should be in a relationship.

"Well, this is something I did not sign up for (y/n). I thought we were careful. I'm not ready, and I think I never will be ready for kids!" Shawn shouts, frowning at the thought of being stuck and the responsibilities of having kids.

"W-what?" (Y/N) asked, never knowing he might not want kids. The two never had a conversation about kids, but she assumed he would wish to at least two in the near future. She wanted kids, and this was heartbreaking to hear. If she had this information earlier in the relationship, she would not have bothered to get involved with him.

"I might not want kids. I spend countless hours working, or I am on tour. I mean for goodness sake we aren't even married or engaged. I don't even know if I want to be with you anymore!" Shawn yelled, confessing, knowing he did not mean it but was tired of this argument. Shawn watched as the tears that build up in her eyes were running down her cheeks as she sobs.

Shawn could only watch as she fell to her knees, not caring; he was watching her cry. He knew he should have kept his mouth shut and not tell her in this way.

"Oh my gosh, it is not the fact I might be pregnant. The reason is that you don't want to be with me. How did I not see this coming?" (y/n) asked in disbelief, feverishly wiping away the tears. She slaps his hand away when he attempts to help her. "Do not touch me. Leave, Shawn. I don't want anything to do with you!" She screamed, pointing to the bedroom door, not wanting to fight anymore. She was emotionally drained and wanted nothing more to go to sleep.

Shawn opened his mouth, realizing what he said in the heat of the moment, thinking back to how he hurt her. He shuts it, nodding, thinking she needs her space from him. He hesitantly exits the room, glancing back just in case she stops hi, but she does not.

The empty corridor scared him, knowing he messed up in a way he might not be able to fix. He runs his hands through his brown locks, pulling at the ends, formulating a plan to apologize.

Shawn heads towards the living room, not wanting to do anything else because it was late. He stares at the ceiling, since it was already dark, and figured it would be wrong to take a jog. Shawns eyes trailed towards the couch, feeling like he would be sleeping for the next couple of days. Sighing, he felt uncomfortable at how things were between the two.

(Y/N) could not fall asleep in the soft bed, she shared with Shawn. Thoughts about the fight occupied her mind, wondering if things could have gone differently between the two. Sighing, she gets up, glancing at the nightstand, knowing the tests were in the drawer. She felt like enough time wasted as she headed towards the bathroom and needed to see the truth.

After five tests, she went towards the kitchen, believing Shawn left to go cool off. She was surprised to see the kitchen light was on and more surprised to see Shawn sitting down eating the tube of ice cream.

Shawn looks up; apologetic is reflected in his eyes as he frowns, patting the seat next to him, wanting to talk to her. (Y/N) takes the seat after getting a spoon, takes the tub to get some ice cream.

"I am sorry, love. I should not have lashed out and said those awful things. I panicked, which was not the best thing to do. I should have listened to you and talk like a reasonable adult," he said, staring into her eyes.

" I am sorry too. I felt scared of your reaction and felt like it would break us up. I know we are young but look at my side. I would be the one growing fat. I am the one that would deal with the cravings, pains, mood swings. I would be the one carrying a life in my belly." She explained the changes she would face throughout the pregnancy.

"I should have realized it. I think you would look amazing with a growing belly, but not now." Shawn said, moving one hand to her belly, rubbing in small circular, "maybe in the future when we are more settled," he said softly, leaning over to kiss her on the lips tenderly. " I do love you and did not mean any mean comments when I yelled. I should never raise my voice. I promise I will never get mad at you again," he vowed, grabbing her hands and bring them to his lips.

"You better not, or else I will leave your ass," she said teasingly, moving back to eating the ice cream before giving him the tub. "Anyway, I am not pregnant. It was a false alarm, and now we have to be careful in the future. "

Shawn smiled, nodding his head as he kisses her again, realizing she still wants to be with him. "Of course, baby. I will treat you like the queen you are," he whispers, wanting to be with her more than ever. He thought of ways he could make things up to like he promised.

"I love you," the two of them said in sync, smiling lovely at each other as they finished the ice cream tub before heading to bed. The two holding hands, never wanting to let go for fear of the other, leaving them.

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Starving

A/N: It has been a while, but I am back. I do not own anything. The new song is Starving by Hailee Steinfeld. I love her music, and can’t wait for the next chapter. Some of the lyrics were changed, and I will edit this soon. This is chapter 5.

October

It was the middle of October; kids were getting excited to dress up. (Y/N) was invited to different Halloween parties, which made it hard to decide. However, she decided to go to the American Horror Story party for the 100th episode. She thought it would be a good time to introduce her boyfriend to the world. She did have doubts about how the fans would receive the news since many shipped her with Shawn. Oh, Shawn. She wanted to call him on multiple occasions but stopped herself.

(Y/N) stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her costume, wondering if she should stay home. Sighing, she turns around to grab her purse. "Sebastian, are you ready?' she asked, walking toward the bathroom, knocking on the door. The door opens, letting the man walk out in his mad hatter costume from the show Once Upon a Time. (Y/N) smiles at him, checking him out, wondering how she could get a perfect boyfriend like him. She moves closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning till their lips touch in a soft kiss.

"You look sexy right now," she mumbled, pulling away when she felt his hands on her hips. "I should be telling you that," he growled, pulling her tightly against his body, loving how she fits with him. He wanted to place her on the bed and ravish her body with love. He knew she was still in love with another man, but wanted to be there for her. He believed he could help her move on, but understood the risk of being in a relationship with her. Primarily, he was older than her by seventeen years, and at times felt like she would want to be with someone else.

"We should go, do not want to be late. " The two pulled away before driving to the party, talking about anything. Sebastian has his hand entwined with hers, glancing at her, thinking if they should open up to the world about their relationship. "We do not have to tell them yet," he whispers, knowing she is thinking about the same thing.

(Y/N) shakes her head, wanting the secrecy to end, or else she will never get the courage to move on from Shawn. It is not like he didn't move on from her. She could still see the countless headlines of the couple popping up in her feeds or interviews with people. "No, I want to do this. No, we need to do this. I have to move on, Seb. I want to be with you, and I am not ashamed. I know there will be people talking about our age difference, but I do not care," she explained, kissing his lips to convey her feelings.

Pulling away, she exits the car, feeling the cameras taking pictures of her. She smiles, waving before holding her hand out for Sebastian. She smiles when he exits the car, pulling her towards his body and arm wrapped around her waist. "We will get through this together," he mumbled, kissing her forehead before walking the carpet with her.

"How long have you been together?" A male reported said, waiting for the answer.

"When did this happen?" Another reporter asked, looking at both of them, knowing it will be big news.

"Are the two of you serious?" Someone asked from the left, making Sebastian slightly turn, but stops, knowing not to give a reaction.

"What does Shawn have to say, (Y/N)?" A male reporter asked, grinning creepily as if knowing inside detail between the relationship. (Y/N) stopped mid-step, wanting to answer the question with "it is none of his business," not knowing if she meant the reporter or Shawn. Shaking her head, she continues forward, not wanting to answer any of the reporters, unless she knew them.

"Sebastian Stan, can you tell us about the Disney plus series you are in?" A reported asked, looking at the male beside (Y/N), needing a scoop for the papers.

(Y/n) keep walking, smiling when she spots Evan Peters with Halsey. "I told you, the two of them are together, "she said, bumping her hip against his. Sebastian turns to look at the couple, shaking his head he lost to his girlfriend. " Yeah, I should have listened to you."

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November

The 47th Annual American Music Awards is at the Microsoft Theater in Los Angeles. (Y/N) was currently in the audience watching the performance of Shawn and Camila singing their song. It still hurts to see him with someone else, but she would not leave.

Her heart was slowly moving on, or that is what she told herself. Cameras were zooming in on her face, which she hoped did not show how she felt. Heartbroken. She smiles softly, trying to appear happy for the couple on stage, knowing she was not.

Sebastian stood next to her; hands entwine as he moves them to the beat. He sings softly in her ear, making her smile as she walks along with him to the beat. Slowly the two dance seductively together, not minding the people around them, who were watching the couple.

As the song come to an end, Sebastian leans down, pressing his lips against hers, smiling. She responded to the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, falling for this man. The two finally pull apart, breathing heavily, knowing this will get on the news. (Y/N) pulls Sebastian away from the grounds, her turn to perform was coming up, and she had to get ready.

Time skip

(Y/N) stood in the center by herself, staring at the crowd that was going crazy for her. Her eyes trail across the group, smiling as she sees some of her friends in the group.

"You'd probably think I was psychotic," she starts to sing, staring at the floor, as if ashamed. Her face was in a frown, "What I still got in my closet," she said, grabbing the hoodie on the floor.

"Slip it on over my shoulders," she makes a motion on putting on a hoodie, "Something I'll never get over," wrapping her hands around her waist to hug herself.

"It makes me feel a little bit closer to you," she sings, feeling nostalgic. The hoodie was big on her, wrapping around her frame, once belonged to Shawn.

"I can't keep your love," she sung, making eye contact with Shawn, sadly.

"I can't keep your kiss. Gave you everything, and all I got was this" (Y/N) shakes her head, not wanting to keep the good memories they shared.

"I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She bobs her head, dancing to the music, "It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," she regretted writing agreeing to sing this song here, where Shawn did not stand too far away.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at the audience, close to where Shawn was. She wanted him to know the songs she is singing today is about him.

" I used to put my hand in your pockets," she puts her hands in the pockets, smiling at the crowd singing along. "The smell of your cologne is still on it," she signs, recognizing the faint smell of his cologne she loved.

"Slip it on over my shoulders. Someone I'll never get over."

(Y/N) looks away from the crowd, hiding her sadness with how truthful she was in this song, despite never telling him in the end.

"It makes me feel a little bit closer to you. I can't keep your love," she sung, trying to let go of her feeling and move on, "I can't keep your kiss. I gave you everything, and all I got was this. I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She bobs her head, dancing to the music,

"It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," she pretends to be asleep.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at the audience, before pausing as she removes the hoodie. She then moves closer to the audience, smirking as the crowd cheers loudly.

"Can't keep my hands to myself," she sings, the crowd cheers widely.

"No matter how hard I'm trying to," she sings, moving her body, hand running down her smooth legs, "I want you all to myself."

"You're metaphorical gin and juice," she walks away from the audience in a sexy manner. "So come on, give me a taste," she sings, her fingers glide across her cherry red lip gloss as she glances at the audience.

"Of what it's like to be next to you, "She runs her hand down her cleavage, eyes mischievously glancing at Sebastian before grazing across to Shawn's. (Y/N) paused for a moment, surprised to see many conflicting emotions in Shawn's eyes.

"Won't let one drop go to waste," hair flips, she moves closer to the crowd. Hands are reaching out, hoping for a chance to touch the Goddess. "You're metaphorical gin and juice." Her hand rested on her hip before she slides up her body slowly till she runs her hand through her hair. "Ohh, cause all the downs, and the uppers Keep making love to each other," she sings more passionate, stopping to move on to the next song.

"You know just what to say," she points at Sebastian, waving flirty.

"Things that scare me, I should just walk away," she sings, making a scared expression, not being able to move, "But I can't move my feet."

"The more that I know you, the more I want to," she sings, finally moving to the center of the stage, "something inside me's changed."

"I was so much younger yesterday, oh."

Dancers come out swaying to the beat, one male dance his way close to her. "I didn't know that I was starving until I tasted you," the man wraps his arms around her waist.

"Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo," she sings, looking up at the dancer, shaking her hips.

"By the way, you do things to my body. I didn't know that I was starving until I tasted you," she moves out of his embrace, her hands trailing down his chest.

"By the way, by the way, you do things to my body," she sings, raising her arms to wrap them around his neck, leaning close to his face.

"I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you," she pulls away, dancing by herself, hands trailing her body.

" You know just how to make my heart beat faster. An emotional earthquake brings on the disaster."

The man grabs her arm, bring her close to him, dancing with her to the beat.

"You hit me head-on, got me weak in my knees," she sings, glancing at Shawn, hoping he knew how he used to make her feel. "Yeah, something inside me's changed. I was so much younger yesterday, ye-eah. So much younger yesterday, oh, yeah."

The other male dances move close to the two, dancing around her. She smiles, "I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you. Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo."

The male dancers circle her, their arms grazing against her body in different places.

"By the way, by the way, you do things to my body.

I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you. " The dancers move away, dancing in sync with her.

"By the way, by the way, you do things to my body. I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you," she moves to dance with one of the male dancers.

"You, yeah, till I tasted you," she moves on to the next male dancer, "By the way, by the way, you do things to my body," the dancer's hands trail down her sides. "I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh," she moves on to the last man she didn't dance with yet.

"The more that I know you, the more I want to," he presses her back against his front, dancing seductively with each other. "Something inside me's changed," She sings, "I was so much younger yesterday."

The song ends, and the audience is lite up with excitement. "Thank you," she said, waving as she walks off the stage with the male dancers. She makes it to the changing room, wanting to go home and take a nice bath. Sebastian was already waiting in the room, flowers in hand.

"You were amazing out there. I must say, I was a bit envy of the guys dancing with you," he mumbled, moving close and kissing her. She laughs, shaking her head, " cause they were touching me?"

"No, cause they were younger than me," he said, playfully, biting her lower lip. Giggling, she slaps his chest, moving to get changed, wanting to leave. "Really? My old man jealous cause they were younger than him? "

Sebastian groans at what she calls him, not liking when she jabs at his age. " I remember you were pleased last night. What were you calling me? " He asked, growling sexy, coming closer to her, like a lion hunting its prey. (Y/N) face heats up, pretending not to know what he is talking about before changing the topic.

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Memories

A/N: Part 4. So sorry this may seem crappy. I have been busy, but I will write the next one soon. This is unedited, just warning you. Darker theme in this chapter.

Welcome back! Shawn Mendes, 21, and (Y/N), 20, have been friends for a while. How did they maintain their friendship?

Where to begin? We must start at the beginning that we could find. Little is known how it all started.

There is a picture of the two dressed up for Halloween. Shawn,5, was dressed up as Prince Eric while (Y/N), 4, dressed up as Princess Ariel. I must say they are too cute together.

On the Late Show with Jimmy Fallon, (Y/n), was a guest and was apart of True Confessions. She was playing with Pete Davidson and John Mulaney. She confessed she 'married' Shawn Mendes. You read right; however, (ship name) is not legally married. There was a pretend wedding where they exchanged ring pops to complete the bind. We still have hope for the two to get legally married later on in life.

Hopefully, we can get a hold of the video.

Shawn Mendes told interviews about how the two would always spend Christmas with each other and have their traditions. He would not go into detail because he wanted to keep their traditions private. We can respect that because it seems special to them.

Their friendship is strong, but it was not always like that.

Their relationship took a toll when (Y/N) started to get intimate with a guy. We could see how Shawn did not like the guy. It could have inspired the song, Treat You Better. Could there have been feeling for each other? The song did come out around the time the romantic relationship was formed. The music video does show an abuse relationship between the female, played by (Y/N) herself, and the boyfriend. Shawn did not confirm or deny the allegations when fans asked.

Not much is known about what happened that improved their friendship or convince (Y/N) to drop everything and go on tour with him. She would join him on his tour and pictures are shown how cozy the two were.

It would begin the rumors of the two being more than friends. However, this year Shawn became romantically involved with Camila Cabello, cutting all other rumors. The long-time best friends stopped hanging out with each other. Shawn has become invested in his new relationship with Camila that he barely mentions ( Y/N). She, on the other hand, has such kind words when talking about him and understands he has other matters to attend to.

Overall, what happened to these two? Will they ever become more than friends? Will they become friends again? Can we expect a collab for a new song?

XOXO

Dawnn S.

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(Y/N) rolls her eyes, not understanding why the media cares about her relationship with Shawn.

She remembers all the articles about Shawn and Camila kissing or making out in the open. Yes, it aggravated her, but she tried to make her happy for him. She hated the idea of being jealous. She never got to kiss Shawn in public where everyone could see.

She remembers the awkwardness in the beginning when they would kiss each other that certain Christmas.

Then she did something stupid and told him to forget it. She was scared their friendship would be ruined, and the fact her parents were against them being together. He would go on tour for months but kept in contact with her.

She would later start a relationship with Tristan, not knowing it would be a horrible idea. Bad memories filled her mind, making her wince at the bad times with him.

It was a new year, and that meant putting the past behind her. Memories of what happened Christmas break kept playing in her head as she makes her way to class.

"Hey," she yelled, being bumped by someone. She turns, and her eyes meet the beautiful ocean eyes she ever saw.

He smirks, " sorry," he mumbled, running a hand through his thick curls.

A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, looking away from him as her heart beats fast. " Just watch it next time," she said, walking off, flipping her hair. She could feel his eyes digging a hole in her.

A warm sensation grew in the pit of her belly, confusing her because she only felt like this with Shawn.

It was not the last time she saw the mysterious boy. He would be in her classes sitting right in the back, not paying attention to the lecture.

She had no idea why she never paid attention to him. Maybe because Shawn was with her all the time, but now he isn't. She sighs, biting her lower lip, daydreaming about the boy.

Ring. Ring.

The bell startles her as she makes her way to the next class. However, she is stopped by the boy she was daydreaming about.

" Want to go out?" He asked, straightforward.

" W-what?" She asked, not believing what he asked. He smirked, knowing he caught her off guard.

" I forgot to introduce myself. Tristan Kaspbrak. "

" (Y/N)."

" I saw you were staring at me during class, which must have been difficult since I sit in the back."

( Y/N) eyes widen, blushing madly at the embarrassment he caught her.

" I wa-wasnt. I was l-looking out the window," she said, crossing her arms.

He lets out a chuckle, shaking his head at how cute she looked.

" Fine, one date. Pick me up at 8. Don't be late," she mumbled walking away.

" You never gave me your address," he yelled as she walks away.

" Figure it out, Tristan."

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She stood in front of the mirror, running her hands down her dress. She hoped he would find the place alright since she did not say where she lived.

She was wearing a sheer mesh and stripes keyhole front bodycon dress that showed off her curves. She waited for him to come, but he didn't.

It was 9 pm and nothing.

Another hour went by, and nothing.

Sighing, she texted, Eddie, her friend, told her to come to a party. Deciding to go, after being stood up, she drives there.

Entering the house, music blasting, cheering her up a bit. She scanned the room, looking for Eddie, but she saw Tristan dancing with another girl. (Y/N) could not believe her eyes. He was supposed to pick her up, but here he is with another chick. She couldn't explain why it hurt her. She hardly knew him except for his name.

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Another Memory

The two enter his room after the date they were on. Tristan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She could feel his body heat, the smell of alcohol on his breath.

He leans down trying to kiss her, but she shakes her head.

" No, you are drunk. Maybe later," she told him, pushing him away. He wouldn't stop his harassment.

The final push made him snap. Tristan was yelling at her, she was angry at herself. " Why would you do that?"

She glanced at the floor, hugging herself, hoping he would not hit her. " I don't know."

He grabs her angrily before throwing her on the bed. Her eyes widened in fear, her heart beating like a hummingbird. He glared at her before storming out, demanding her to stay there.

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Memory

He was giving her a ride home, but again he was drinking. He speeds up, not having a care in the world.

" Tristan, slow down," she begged, not liking how fast he was going.

" What did you say?" He asked, glaring at her, daring her to talk back at him.

She stays silent, knowing not to say anything. Her lips open as she screams when he almost hits a pole.

He flings his hand, slapping her in the face. " Shut up. I can drive," he grumbled, stopping at her place.

She nods, knowing to listen to him. She was tired of his treatment. She wanted it over. She hated that she let him push her around. She leans to kiss his cheek, wincing at the pain before entering her home.

Tears fall her face, wanting the world to end. She couldn't take the treatment anymore. Walking towards her room, she dials Shawn's number, hoping he answers.

" Hello?" A groggy voice said. " Sh-Shawn?" She asked, holding back more tears for falling.

" (Y/N), what's wrong?" He asked, getting up immediately, knowing something was wrong.

" N-nothing. I just wanted to hear your voice. I'm sorry to wake you," she said, tentatively.

"It's okay. I had to wake up soon anyway. How are you?"

She starts sobbing, scaring Shawn as he starts to frantically pack. " I'm so tired, Shawn. I can't deal with life anymore," she mumbled, walking towards her closet.

" Shh, I'm here for you." He didn't like the sound of that. He was making his way to the airport, telling Andrew there was an emergency he had to take care of.

" I know you are, Shawn. I wish I went with you. I wouldn't be feeling this down. I just wanted to say, I love you, Shawn. Goodbye."

" No! (Y/N) sta-" she hung up, knowing this would be better for her. She writes a note for Shawn before heading to the bathroom. Fear filled her veins as she comes to terms with what she has to do.

She starts the water, grabbing a razor blade before starting to undress. She settled in the bathtub, closing her eyes, thinking about her life.

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Her phone rings, bring her out of her thoughts. Her heart was breaking remembering the low time in her life. She wipes away the tears, she didn't even know were falling.

She answers the phone, sniffling," hello?"

" Hello, I am a part of the Late Late Show with James Corden. We contact your agent about you making a guest appearance. He said to talk to you."

" Yes, I can do that. When would it be?"

" More in December. We wanted to talk early because of how busy you are."

She chuckled, knowing what they are talking about. " That is true. Just keep me posted, then I can make sure I am free that day.

She sighs, deciding it was time for her to go out. She had a few hours before she had to go meet up with her Costar.

It was a cool day in September, people were getting ready for the holidays coming up. She made a mental note to pick up some candy before going home.

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Tom Holland was waiting for (Y/N) to come to the studio. They were filming their last scene together in the movie.

" Hi," he said, seeing the actress/ singer, and become memorised by her beauty.

" Nice to meet you," she said, offering her hand. He slips his own, feeling how soft her hand is.

The two make their way to the studio, talking amongst themselves. Tom would glance at her from time to time throughout the recording because if how amazing she is.

After the recording, Tom didn't want to go home. He wanted to spend more time with her, but she had disappeared.

Shawn was on tour, having the time of his life. He always felt alive singing in front of his fans because this was his passion. There was some sadness when he knew (Y/N) was not there supporting him.

He almost dialed her number countless times, but he always stopped himself. Her words ringing in his head that made him stop.

His family missed her too because they would always ask him what happened. He just said she needed space, and she will come back when she is ready.

Fans were noticing as well. Some were asking personal questions about his friendship with (Y/N). He tried to change the subject since it was a painful topic.

He didn't care what the media was writing because they didn't know the whole story. They didn't know the happy memories the two shared. The painful memories too that would scare anyone else. So yeah, he didn't care what they wrote. He knows he will always be there for her and vice versa.

" Shawn, you are on in 10 minutes."

Shawn looks up, noticing he was in the dressing room, getting ready for his performance. Nodding, he made his way to the stage, smiling brightly as if he was not sad.

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hi there! I was wondering if you could do a part 2 for hoodie!

Hello! I'm glad you liked Hoodie. It's actually part 3 of my series. I am currently working on part 4.

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Hoodie

A/N: I do not own anything. The song, Hoodie is by Hey Violet.

(Y/N) stared at her phone since she was waiting for the interviewed.

She hated interviews because of the relentless questions about her friendship with Shawn. She did not know what the fascination of their relationship is. She hasn't been around him in months because they were both busy.

Her manger knocks, letting her know it was time.

Interview

"Please welcome back (Y/N) (L/N)! " Jimmy said.

The crowd cheers as she walks towards the comfy chair. She smiles and waves before sitting down, tossing a piece of her hair behind her ear.

"Thank you for inviting me, Jimmy," she said, fixing her dress since it rose a bit.

"No, thank you for joining us. I appreciate you fitting us in your busy schedule. "

She laughs, denying she was busy, but she was. She hardly had time to go home before she had to work. Shawn tried to tell her to slow down before something bad happens, but she never was a good listener. Shawn would surprise her by taking her on to his tours whenever he knew she needed a break. Now, he is not there to help her, so she just working until she is exhausted.

" You were amazing at the VMA's. Was it your first performance? How did you feel?"

" I was nervous in the beginning since I was performing live. When I started, the adrenaline-filled my veins, and I was able to get more relaxed. I loved it in the end and was sad it was over."

"Your friend Shawn was there. Did he speak to you? Offer any advice?"

" I did not have the chance to speak to him. He was busy getting ready for his performance with Camila. I would have been nervous to even listen to him if he did offer me advice. "

Jimmy nods, flipping through his cards. "Shawn and you have been friends since the two of you were little. " Jimmy then tilts his head, looking serious," you know, Shawn is my best friend too."

"Oh yeah? I bet Shawn and I would answer more questions right on the best friend challenge," she said cocky, making the audience laugh. Jimmy pretends he is offended and shakes his head.

"We will just have to see another time. You have been writing songs since you were in high school?"

" Yes, I was, in my free time, or whenever I was stressed, I would write songs. I usually kept them in an (f/c) journal. The only person I showed the songs to was Shawn. I would help him sometimes with vines, and we would spend time talking about my songs. He encouraged me to sing with him, but I would get nervous. It took a while before I did sing with him."

"That is wonderful. We do have another game to play if you are up to it. "

" I'm up to it, let's go," she said, standing up, fixing the hem of her dress.

***

The two stand side by side, both of them standing in front of a microphone. (Y/N) sways to an imaginary beat, waiting for him to speak.

" (Y/N) and I are about to face off in a game called, "slay it don't spray it.

We are going to take turns trying to sing well-known songs. We will have most of the lyrics in front of us on cue cards. When the music stops, we will only see a blank, and it will be up to us to finish the line correctly. If you get it wrong then, the microphone will spray you with water. Also, if you slay it then, your opponent gets sprayed in the face. "

" I chose the wrong make up to wear today, " she grumbles, making everyone laugh. "I would have worn waterproof make up, but no."

Jimmy laughs, shaking his head," it was a last-minute deal. You can go first. Push the button."

She was about to push the button, but he waves his hands frantically.

" We have to put on our safety glasses first because of safety is sexy. " The two put on their glasses, showing off how they looked with them on.

She then pushes the button, hoping it is a song she knows. The random generate stops, and she internally groans.

"Lost in Japan" - Shawn Mendes

" That is not fair. If I get it wrong, so many of his fans are going to be mad at me. I will be mad at me, especially since I love this song. Shawn, I am so sorry. I know I am going to butcher this song."

The band starts to play, making her sway to the beat. She closes her eyes, envisioning the days she helped Shawn with this song. She remembers she was in Japan, and he would text her. The two missed each other; furthermore, he decided to surprise her.

Opening her eyes, she starts to sing, watching the cue cards.

" I could feel the tension, " she starts, moving her hips. "We could cut it with a knife," she gets more into the song. "I know it's more than just a friendship," she blushes faintly, hoping they don't notice.

"I can hear you thinking about it, yeah," she points at Jimmy. "Do I gotta convince you that you shouldn't fall asleep?" She sung, shaking her finger in a no motion before her eyes widen when she sees the blank space.

"It'll only be a couple of hours, and I'm about to leave. Do you get plans tonight? I'm a couple of hundred miles from Japan, and I. I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight 'cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind," she sings perfectly, making the crowd cheer. Jimmy is then sprayed with water, surprising him as he tries to cover his face.

"Wow. You are the first to slay a song. I am nervous know since you are amazing at this." He hits the button, and then slowly, the generate stops.

"There is nothing holding me back" - Shawn Mendes.

" What are the odds?"

"This a Shawn Mendes edition or something?" (Y/N) asked, watching Jimmy fail terribly at the song. It was her turn again, so she pushes the button.

"Kiwi" - Harry Styles

She smirks, knowing the whole song because she would sing it whenever. She moves to the beat, singing from the cue cards. She strides toward the microphone, "She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes," grabbing the microphone and bringing it to her plumb, reddish lips. "Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect," she makes a drinking motion.

Pointing to Jimmy, "And all the boys, they were saying they were into it," she steps closer to Jimmy.

"Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck," she sings, running her fingers down her left cheek down to her neck, stoping to the valley of her breast. She lifts her left hand in her hair, running through her locks, singing," She's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it." She makes a face as if she was interested, "I'm kind of into it," she belted out as the music stops.

***

(Y/N), was in the breaking room again, not knowing she was also performing. She was giving a stern talking to with her agent since he forgot to mention this detail.

" Now, you know how I felt when you strung the song on me. I need time to prepare to upload a song, not a few hours. "" I am sorry. I just wanted to release new music, and I did not want to wait. I already have three more songs I wrote. Then I have to go and film in the movie. There is also the Nextflix show I have to appear in and the other show. Then the premiere for the 100th episode of American Horror Story is coming up. I have stuff I need to get done now I need you to help me. You know why I have put a lot of work on myself. " She explained, changing into a long sleeve, off the shoulder dress. It was strapless, ending at her thighs and sweet lacy pink all over, fitting perfectly against her body.

Matthew was looking on his phone, facing away from her as she was changing. " I know. I will do better in helping you deal with your problems. I do need you to keep me updated and not spring anything on me. "

She steps out, twirling to show her dress. She asks for his help to zip up her dress before walking out of the room.

***"

“Please, welcome back (Y/N). She is singing her newly released song as of today, Hoodie."

The blue light shines on her, the band behind her starting to play. She sways to the beat, eyes closed as she getting into the rhythm.

"You'd probably think I was psychotic," she sings with the backup chorus singing, "if you knew." Her face was in a frown, "What I still got in my closet."

"Sad but true," the chorus sings.

"Slip it on over my shoulders," she makes a motion on putting on a hoodie, "Something I'll never get over," wrapping her hands around her waist to hug herself.

"It makes me feel a little bit closer to you," she sings, feeling nostalgic.

Memory

Shawn had taken her to the beach, finally making time for the two of them. He had taken her to a reclusive spot where it was only them. He had on his favorite hoddie because it was chilly surprising the two.

They both laid on the towel, snuggle up close together, watching the sunrise after a full day of swimming. They just wanted to hold each other because he was about to go on tour again while she would have to go back to school.

" Why can't you join me?" Shawn asked, looking down at the most beautiful girl he ever saw. He tried to push down his feeling for her, but they would always be there.

" You know I can't, " she mumbled, knowing her parents would get mad. She begins to fumble with his broken zipper, not understanding why he still wore it. He nods, leaning down to kiss her forehead, a signal to tell her he isn't mad. Their relationship confused him because they acted more than friends, but never crossed the line.

They would kiss but always apologized after then start avoiding each other. Shawn kept pushing down his feeling because of what happened with Tristan, her ex. Shawn is brought out from his thoughts, noticing she was shivering. Shawn took off his hoodie, wrapped it around her, pulling her closer to him.

End of Memory

"I can't keep your love," she sung, feeling tears build up in her eyes, "I can't keep your kiss. Gave you everything, and all I got was this," singing as she remembers everything she had done for Shawn.

"I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She bobs her head, dancing to the music, "It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," her cheeks flushed at the notion Shawn could potentially see this.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at the audience.

" I used to put my hand in your pockets," she sings while the chorus sings, "holding on."

"The smell of your cologne is still on it."

"But you're still gone," the chorus sings.

"Slip it on over my shoulders. Someone I'll never get over," she sings, referring to Shawn, knowing the fans will speculate about the guy.

"It makes me feel a little bit closer to you. I can't keep your love," she sung, tears sliding down her face, "I can't keep your kiss. I gave you everything, and all I got was this. I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She bobs her head, dancing to the music,

"It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," she wipes the tears, hoping no one will talk about it.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at the audience.

"Still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She shakes her hips, "It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," moving her shoulders to the beat, trying to bring up the mood.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at Jimmy.

"If you want it back. If you want it back. I'm here waiting," she makes an open gesture with her arms.

"Come take it back. Come take it back. If you want it back. If you want it back. I'm here waiting. Come take it back. Come take it back. Still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings. It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," she makes a sleeping motion.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she makes a heartbroken gesture.

"Still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings," she does a little spin, running her fingers through her locks. "It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep," her hands trailing down to her neck, roaming over her body.

"I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at a random guy.

"I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings," she ruffles her dress, being careful not to show anything.

"It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep. I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at a brunette girl.

"Still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings." She shakes her hips, "It makes me think about you, so I wear it when I sleep. I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns. Still rocking your hoodie Baby, even though it hurts," she points at a member of the band. "I'm still rocking your hoodie," she sung before smiling at the cheering crowd.

"Thank you!" She yelled, walking off stage, waving bye at the crowd.

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Shawn could not stop staring at the tv screen in his hotel room. He was watching Jimmy Fallon's show because he heard about (Y/N) was a guest. He knew he should have turned it off, but something was compelling him to watch. He wanted to see how she was doing since he was keeping his space. Something in his heart was yearning to be with her, to kiss her, to proclaim his love for her.

He knew it was wrong to have feelings for (Y/N). He talked to Brian about how conflicted he was, but that did not help him. He was just more confused than before.

He couldn't even think straight when he was on tour and having dates with Camila. He was either focus on singing or trying to be in the moment with Camila. Deep in his mind, he would start to think about their friendship.

His heart flutters when (Y/N) sing one of his songs. He knew Lost in Japan was one of her favorite songs of his because it was about the two of them.

Shawn was in his hotel room, feeling lonely. It was a bad day at rehearsal, and he missed his best friend. She was currently in Japan shooting in a film she was happy she got the role.

Shawn then got the brilliant idea to fly to Japan and surprise her.

" Hey, I miss you," she says, after calling him.

" I miss you, too. Do you have any plans tonight?"

"Uh... no. I got done filming for today, so I am free. "

" Get some rest, knowing you stayed up late yesterday. "

" How did you know?"

" I know you."

She laughs before hanging up. Shawn got up, quickly packing an overnight bag, yearning to be with her. He tells no one what he was going to do because he wanted it to be a surprise. He contacts someone to get him a ticket to Japan before heading to the airport. Hiding, from the paparazzi, and fans, he was able to get on the airplane. He was stressing over the idea she would not be happy in seeing him.

After the plane ride, he makes his way to the hotel. He stopped at a florist, getting her favorite flowers as a gift. He wanted to show her how proud he was of her getting the part she wanted. He would stop at a shop to get a few things to make her something to eat, knowing she would have forgotten to eat.

Knock, Knock.

The door opens slowly, but all Shawn notices is the beautiful eyes of hers, shinning with happiness in seeing him. "W-what are you doing here?" She asked, not believing he was here in person.

"I wanted to surprise you because I missed you too much. "

She allows him to enter, still in shock as she glances at the flowers and bags in his hands. She helps him set the stuff down on the counter then hugs him.

" I love you, Shawn. You are the best friend anyone can ask for," She said, braking Shawn's heart. His smile falters, nodding his head.

" I love you, too." He had replied, shaking his head to get rid of his feelings. 'Just friends.'

While she places the flowers in a vase, he starts to cook her dinner. The two were chatting as if they were not separated for a few weeks. When dinner was ready, the two sat down on the bed and turned on the tv. Both were quiet, watching the movie that was one as they ate.

The two were drinking Sake with their dinner, slowly becoming tipsy. Shawn would glance at her a couple of times, debating with himself on kissing her. She was talking to Shawn, but he was not paying attention.

Finally, he leaned down, pressing his lips against her like all those years ago when he was fifthteen. Her arms wrapped around his neck, loving the feeling of his lips on hers. His hands moved to her waist, slowly rising to explore her body. His hands sent shivers through her body as she wanted more. She was craving more.

"Shawn, I want you," she moaned breathlessly. He lays her on the bed, not caring about the plates as they fall on the floor. He takes off his shirt, capturing her lips in another kiss. His fingers running along her thighs, moving under her skirt.

***

He remembers where he is and groans, seeing he is all alone in the room. He sees his erection and gets up to go and take a cold shower.

'I need to sort out my feeling now.'

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Family pt. 4

A/N: Do not own anything. I will not be taking a break from this series. I do not knowing what I want to do next. I an open to any suggestions.

You can hold him, you know?” She said, helping Shawn get in the position to hold him.

“What is his name?”

“It is-” she started to say, but was interrupted.

" What type of toppings do you want?"

"(favorite pizza), please," she replied, eyes connected to Shawn's. Kaden nods before leaving the two alone again. A baby cry filled the room, startling Shawn.

"He is hungry," she said, taking the baby back. She stares at Shawn for him to look away. She begins to feed her son, kinda uncomfortable with Shawn in the room.

" His name is (Boy's name). I didn't know if you wanted to name him after one of your family members. "

"It is a beautiful name. I do have a question. Are you and that dude dating?"

(Y/N) raise an eyebrow at Shawn, not understanding why he wanted to know. " No, but if we were, it's not your business. He was there for me when my water broke. He was there for me when I was in labor. Shawn, I had no one with me, but him."

" I feel like it is my business when he might be hanging around my son," he mumbles but knew not to say it out loud. Shawn stays to spend more time with (B/N). He did not like that Kaden also stayed until visiting hours were over.

***

It was a couple of months after giving birth to her son. She felt very close to him, and having to go back to work terrified her. She was going to bring him though since he was so young. She would have a nanny on set in case she was shooting, and he would cry.

She had a part in American Horror Story: 1984. Her character was the girlfriend of Xaviers, who put up with his secret 'job' because she loved him. Her character was named Chrissy. Chrissy would be the final girl, but Xavier would kill her for his selfish reasons.

Chrissy sat on the ground with Xavier, hands entwine. She was snuggled up against him, listening to the scary story about what happened at Camp Redwood. She loved horror stories, but this was something different. Xavier leans, placing a kiss on her head.

"We should go sleep," he whispered in her ear, one hand on her thigh. He raises his hand till it laid under her skirt, resting on her inner thigh. She giggles, looking at him through her eyelashes. "Let's go. "

The two get up and walk away from the camp. They stopped somewhere in the woods, not wanting anyone to see them.

Xavier presses his lips roughly against her lips, bringing her closer to his body. She moans, wrapping her arms around his neck, wanting more. His hands trail down her body, stopping at her waist.

"CUT!"

(Y/N) steps away, looking at Cody with a small blush on her face.

He laughs, knowing she always blushes after an intimate scene between them. She pushes him before walking towards her son, picking him up as she places a kiss on his head. He smiles at her, and she coos at him.

"My cute baby," she says, blowing on his stomach, making him giggle. Some of the actors come to watch the baby and fawn over him.

" He is so adorable. "

" I want a baby."

" Where's the baby daddy?"

(Y/N) looks up, frowning at the mention of Shawn. " He had to work with Camila. Preparing for some performance."

Her phone rings, she sighs as she answers it.

"Shawn, what is it?"

" Where is (b/n)?"

" I have him with me. "

"Where are you?"

"I'm at work. "

" Why didn't you ask me to take him?"

"I was going to, but I got a text from you to take him with me. "

" I never sent that."

"Well, I have a text from you. "

" I don't know why."

" Shawn, I'm not trying to fight with you. I have to go. "

"Wa-" she ends the call, rolling her eyes. Her phone beeps, she sees it is a text from Kaden. Her face lights up as he asks her out on a date.

She looks at (B/N), and say, "want to see Kaden?" He gurgles and smiles before placing his small fist in his mouth. "I'll take that a yes." She walks back to set to finish her last scene of the day.

She walks into the house to see roses on the floor. Raising an eyebrow, she walks deeper into the house, wondering what is going on. She follows the roses to the dining room to see the table set up romantically.

Kaden stood there with (f/f) in his hands, smiling nervously. " I wanted to surprise you. "

(Y/N) stood speechless, never had a man surprised her with something like this.

Shawn would mostly be on tour, and when he wasn't, he wanted her to cook.

"It is wonderful," she said happily. She then walks towards the nursery, putting her son in his crib. She sighs, watching how peaceful he looked when sleeping. The nursery was Harry Potter themed because it was Shawn's and her favorite series.

***

(Y/N) comes back to the dining room, sits down, and feels her stomach growl.

The two enjoy a romantic meal with each other, keeping an ear out for (B/N). After dinner, Kaden suggested watching (f/m) while he gives her a massage. His hands-on her shoulder, rubbing softly, wanting to take care of her.

She sighs, feeling better after a tiring day at work. Shawn kept messaging her, and that irritated her. She loves her son but did not like dealing with Shawn and his nagging.

"Want to talk about is?" He asked, knowing she has been stressing herself.

"Shawn called me at work. I had gotten a text asking for me to take (B/N) with me, but he tells me he didn't send the text. I feel like all we do is fight with each other. I loved him, but I don't know who this person is. This isn't the Shawn, I know. "

" Maybe he has been stressing out with work and needs to take out his anger. I do not agree with him taking acting like that with you. "

She nods, knowing something must be bothering Shawn. She wants to be there for him, but she isn't his girlfriend anymore. He wanted to be with Camila, and now it's her job to be there for him.

***

(Y/N) lays in the bed, looking at the ceiling as Kaden sleeps soundly next to her.

She could not sleep a wink. Hearing soft cries, she gets up, making her way towards the nursery. Picking up (B/N) before making her way to the rocking chair, she sings one of Shawn's songs. He calms down after listening to one of his daddy's songs.

She looks into his hazel eyes, sighing at how similar he looks to Shawn. Her heart breaks because she knows she is still in love with Shawn despite not being with him.

" I miss him too," she mumbles as he falls asleep. She places him back in the crib then goes back to the bedroom to see Kaden awake.

"Why didn't you wake me up? It was my turn to look after him."

"You needed the rest, love. Nothing too serious, he wanted to be sung too. "

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Why

A/N: One- shot. Do not own anything. This was supposed to be posted on Dec, 1st. Sorry for the late post.

She could not believe what she saw. (Y/N) had just gone to the coffee shop, Shawn took her on numerous occasions.

She had a craving for an (F/D), and she liked the coffee shops. What she did not expect was to see Shawn there. Especially since he told her, he had pressing matters to attend to at work.

Her jaw dropped when she saw a woman sitting across from Shawn. (Y/N) could not see the women very well, but saw how happy Shawn was.

He was giving the women the warming smile that made (Y/N)'s knees weak. The two were getting closer, and that crushed (Y/N). Shawn kisses the women.

She couldn't breathe: her vision was becoming blurry from the unshed tears. She began to gasp for air, walking away from the coffee shop. Away from Shawn, the man she loves.

Not watching where she was going, she bumped into a sturdy chest.

"I am so sorry," she said, weekly before bursting into a sob.

"It is alright," a man's soothing voice said, placing a hand on her shoulder. She looks up, not able to see who he is clearly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, feeling protective of her for some reason.

She shook her head, not wanting to think about what is wrong. He chuckles before extending his hand. " I'm Tom. "

"(Y/N)," she mumbled, wiping away her tears before glancing at him.

" Do you want to go get something to drink? I want to make sure you are alright."

" I would like that," she said, not realizing who he is.

The two make their way to a little cafe. It was a cozy cafe that Tom knew because he would have to hide at times. It was dim, and there was a fireplace to give off a warm vibe.

They make their way to a table, not knowing what to say. " I am sorry about bumping into you," she apologized again, feeling sorry about what had happened.

" I'm not sorry. I met you. "

A blush formed on her cheeks at the handsome man's comment because of Shawn not talking to her. Shawn did not speak to her as he used to. He would ignore her to go hang out with his friends or to work on his music.

" What do you do?" She asked, knowing he looked familiar.

" I am a famous actor," he told her, hoping she would no freakout because he liked her.

Something clicked, she snaps her fingers before pointing at him.

"Oh, you are..." she leans closer to him," Tom Holland."

He nods, smiling at how cute she looked, all proud at figuring it out.

" Do you think I can get your autograph? My little brother is a big fan of your work," she explained, thinking of a perfect gift it would be.

He nods, laughing as he makes a mental note.

Her phone beeps, making her take a peek at who it was. She groans, getting up and looking at Tom apologetically. " I have to go," she told him, leaning over a napkin to write down her number.

"Call me sometime, Tom. Thanks for everything," she said, kissing his cheek lightly before leaving. She was already dreading the fight she was about to get into when she gets home.

***

She enters the cold house, shivering when she knew something is going to happen. She could hear Shawn in the living room watching tv.

Hesitantly, she places her things down before going to the living room.

(Y/N) sees him on the couch before he could see her.

Shawn looks up, smiling when he sees she is home. "Hey, babe. Where were you?"

She felt like she was stabbed when he called her 'babe' because of what happened in the morning.

" I was out," she said, snapping at him with hidden anger laced.

His eyes widen, not having an idea for her being mad at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, worried she might be feeling unwell.

"No, I am not. Shawn, are you in love with me?" Her voice croaked, tears building up in her eyes. Shawn laughs, thinking she is joking but stops when he sees her tears.

"Of course, I love you," he said, eyes shifting to the left, running his fingers through his curls.

" I saw you, Shawn. I saw you with the other women."

His eyes widen, never wanting her to find out. He knew he should have stopped the affair with the other women, but she was so addicting. He didn't know what to tell her because he was caught off guard.

"I... I'm so sorry (Y/N)," he said weakly. He takes a step towards her, but she moves away from him.

" Don't Shawn. Nothing can excuse your behavior. " She lets the tears flow down her face, not understanding why he did it.

"Why? Why, Shawn?" She weeps, falling to her knees as her legs gave out.

"I do-don't know," he said, telling the truth. He did have no idea why. He remembered the girl talking to him and making him feel differently then (Y/N) made him feel.

She knew this was the end of the relationship. " I can't trust you anymore. We need a break, Shawn."

Shawn shook his head, not liking that idea. He did not want to lose her.

"No. No. No. Please, (Y/N), I love you. I never meant to hurt you. She meant nothing to me. You are my world," he begged, tears sliding down his face.

"It doesn't matter, Shawn. In the end, it all hurts the same, " She said, getting off the floor. She shakes her head as she walks towards the front door.

"I will have one of my friends pick up my stuff. I hope she makes you happy, Shawn. Apparently, I couldn't do that for you, Shawn," those were her last words as the door shuts behind her.

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i need a family part four oH MY GOSH!!!!

Lol. I actually finshed part 4. I am waiting to post it because I an currently writing part 3 of the Too Late series. Keep an eye out. Thanks for reading.

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Aftermath

A/N: Chapter 2 of Just Friends. I don’t own anything.

VMAs Recap: (Y/N) is not a little girl; she is a woman with many males wanting her.

This year there were many good performances. However, (Y/N) took the show and left us wanting more. If you do not know who she is, then let me brief you.

She was born in Toronto, Canada, in 1997. She comes from a line of prestige doctors. It came out a surprise when she would not follow the same path as all her members in the family. She would follow her best friend, Shawn Mendes, on tour. Things would heat up with their friendship as people began to speculate romance was blooming. However, it came to a stop when Shawn and Camila were spotted kissing.

Their friendship is unknown because the two are no longer spotted together. (Y/N) was busy filming in a tv show and writing songs while Shawn was doing a collab with Camila.

Next, we hear about (Y/N) is her new single Hands to Myself. Fans went wild and could not believe sweet (Y/N) could be so....sexy. She would perform the song at the VMAs.

She gave Shawn a run of his money with an alluring performance. She wore a seductive dress that showed off her curves. Hair curled down her shoulders, perfectly framing her heart-shaped face. She even had a male dancer dance with her. The dancer was all over her, and she was all over him. The two were both joined by another male dancer, and the performance was Hot. Hot. HOT.

Overall, it was an outstanding performance, and I cant wait to see what she does next. Watch out for my next article about the timeline of Shawn's and (Y/N)'s relationship.

***

(Y/N) stared at the article, rolling her eyes at how they had to mention Shawn. "Why must people keep focusing on our friendship. I don't even know what goes on in his life anymore," she complains, flipping the french toast.

Her agent sent the article after the VMAs. He wanted to let her know how everyone loved her performance. He also wanted to check up on her since she has a movie shoot soon.

(Y/N) finished making her breakfast before she sat down to eat.

Her plate consisted of fluffy, warm, french toast with glazed strawberries, topped with powdered sugar giving off a heavenly look.

A side of bacon and eggs with a soft biscuit landed on another plate. Her stomach grumbles before she digs in, not having anything since yesterday.

Agent

Don't forget to go to the shooting of the movie. Also, you have an interview tonight.

Groaning, she gets up and gets ready for the day.

***

Shawn was hungover because he could not get his mind off of (Y/N). After seeing her at the VMAs, it brought back memories of the two.

"Shawn!" A 4-year-old (Y/N) yelled, running towards him in her Halloween costume. He lets out an "oof," as she wraps her arms around him. He laughs, patting her back, hoping she would let him go.

She lets go, glancing at his costume and lets out a squeal. " My prince Eric," she said, dreamily. He rolls his eyes, not understanding why she even had a crush on a cartoon character. "Yeah, yeah," grumbles, blushing as he sees her Ariel costume. She was wearing the pink ball gown that he mentioned he liked.

"Ready?" He asked, holding out his arm for her to take. Nodding, she wraps her arm around his, following their parents out the door. They spent a couple of hours of trick or treating and having fun with each other.

After, they went to Shawn's house, having a little party. The kids were sent to Shawn's room. Shawn dumped all his candy on the floor and (Y/N) did the same thing, giggling as she sees all the different types of candy.

The two would swap candies and munch on them, watching a movie on his bed. Time passes, and the parents come in to see (Y/N) head-on Shawn's chest and his arms wrapped around her waist. Both were peacefully sleeping, and the parents took a picture of the two.

***

Shawn stared at (Y/N) with lovely eyes, finding her the perfect girl. " I will marry you, " the 7- year-old told her. She laughs and shakes her head, " oh Shawnny, we are too young. Maybe when we turn 20. Hopefully, I will be on my way to becoming a doctor, and you are on your way as a famous actor."

Shawn shakes his head, not liking the wait, "let's get married today," making her eyes widened. A chock caught their attention as they see Shawn's parents. Both of them were frozen, not knowing what to say.

(Y/N) tilts her head, thinking about what Shawn said, and then nodded her head rapidly. " Okay, Can we?" She turns to Shawn's parents making them snap out of their state, looking at both of the kid's pleading face, debating on what to say to the two hopeful kids, before nodding their heads.

***

The next day the two kids were in the backyard. (Y/N) was wearing a white gown that went to her ankles. Shawn was wearing a tux that made him uncomfortable.

The two were not able to see each other, and that made it difficult for things to get done. The two would sneak away to meet up with each other, and just spend time together. The parents would have to find the kids and separate them.

Later, (Y/N) was walking towards Shawn, smiling excitedly. Shawn was glad he was marrying his best friend. Their eyes connect, and both of them could not look away. It was time for them to exchanged vows.

"Shawn, you are my best friend and will be forever. I would follow you to the moon and back. I promise I will always be there for you, Shawn. "

"(Y/N) you are amazing. I want to stay by your side no matter what. I can not see my life without you. I will be your best friend forever."

Then Shawn places a Ring Pop on her ring finger, remembering what his father said. Then (Y/N) did the same to him before she leans and kisses his cheek, blushing as she pulls away. The parents cheer as pictures, and a video was taken of the two.

***

Shawn stared at himself in the mirror with tired, dry, and red eyes. His hair was a mess, and that was unusual for him. He knew he should try and talk to her, but after the last encounter, he thought it was best to leave her alone.

But he missed her. He missed her so much that he couldn't even stop his tears when he thinks about her. The smell of her hair because she uses a specific type of shampoo. The way her eyes lit up when she would see him. A smile always on her lips or the way she giggles at everything he says. "I miss her," he mumbles, placing a hand on the mirror.

A 15- year-old Shawn was sitting on the couch, running his hand through his hair. He was waiting for (Y/N) and her family to come over for Chrismas, the yearly routine.

He was clutching the gift he wrapped poorly in his hands, wondering if she will like her gift.

He spent countless months saving up for her gift because he wanted to make things perfect for her.

He knew he was busy after he signed the record deal, but he wanted to be there for (Y/N).

Knock. Knock.

Fumbling, he stands up, cheeks flared, as he hears his family chucking. Opening the door, he was left breathless when his eyes meet hers.

She was standing in front with a big gift in her hands, perfectly wrapped with a big bow resting on the top.

"Hi," she said, softly blushing when she saw how handsome he looked. "Hi," he replied, grinning stupidly, not noticing her family.

"Ugh, get a room," her little brother said, disgusted at how they were acting, making the two tomato red in the face as they cough awkwardly.

Everyone enters the living room, but Shawn takes (Y/N) to his room.

The two teens sat on Shawn's bed, five feet apart, glancing away from each other. There was a pregnant silence since the teens did not know what to say. "I got-" the two started, but stopped when they realize the other was talking.

" I got you a gift," she mumbled, shyly giving him the gift in her hands. He carefully unwraps the gift. He opened the box to see different items in there. He took out a pair of fluffy, slippers. " You need a pair when you go on tour. "

Smiling, he gets the next item, which was wrapped chocolate chip cookies. " I know you love my baking. "

The next item was a jar with notes. Some envelopes read "open when..." making him curious about what they say.

There were pictures of the two for him to keep when he goes on tour and to have something to remember her since she wouldn't be with him because she was going to study to become a doctor.

"It's wonderful," he kisses her cheek. " I got you something too," he said, giving her the gift.

She unwraps it, slowly opening the box before she lets out a gasp. An elegant, silver locket with a vintage moonstone stone set in the center, framed Victorian floral in an antiqued silver color, laid in the small little box.

" I can't take this," she says breathlessly, shaking her head. She tried to push the box to him, but he shakes his head.

" I want you to have it. You mean the world to me (Y/N) and want you to know," he whispers, opening the locket to show a tiny picture of the two smiling. (Y/N) stares into his eyes, tears sliding down her face, slowly leaning closer to Shawn's face.

Their lips touch in a light kiss, making both of them nervous.

He places a hand on her waist, brings her closer to him, the other hand on her neck, tilting her head more. (Y/N) has one hand on his thigh as the other is running through his curls, whimpering at his touch.

Her hand on his thigh rises up and down till becoming dangerously close to his crotch. Shawn's breath gets heavier, heart beating rapidly, blood rushing through his ears, making him pull away from (Y/N). The two were a blushing mess as they breathed heavier than normal.

"Wow," she said after a while of silence. Shawn chuckles before running his fingers through her hair. " Your right, wow."

He wanted to kiss her again, and he would if she didn't pull away from him. "We shouldn't have done that," she said, getting up and looking at him fearfully. " Why not?" He asked because it hurt him that she regretted it.

" I don't want to ruin our friendship, Shawn. We can't be together because you are becoming famous and I'm just me. You are just going to leave me for someone prettier and richer than me. We should stay friends because of the uncertainty of life," she explained, not wanting to but knowing her family would disapprove of them being together. 'You must focus on becoming a doctor,' her mom told her. 'I know we thought it was cute when you were little, but you're not anymore,' her father said about her crush on Shawn.

Shawn sat motionless, countless thoughts running through hid head before he nods his head. "I understand (Y/N). However, I want you to know I would never leave you for another girl. You are the bewitching girl in the world. It was a heat of the moment," he lied through his teeth.

"SHAWN! (Y/N)!" Women voiced was heard through the walls. The two teens rushed towards the living room to join everyone else.

***

Shawn sighs, tired of his confusing feelings. He loves Camila, and she makes him feel alive. But she wasn't (Y/N). He couldn't just mope anymore. He had things to do. He had songs to write.

***

(Y/N) was off the stage, running her fingers down her off the tight shoulder dress.

She didn't want to wear something that would bring too much attention.

She was currently a guest on Jimmy Fallon's show to help with the True Confession between John Mulaney and Pete Davidson, two of her favorite comedians.

" First we are going to need another player, we found a great one you know from Stranger Things, American Horror Story and Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, she is also a singer you know well (Y/N) (L/N)!'

(Y/N), gets in motion, she spins, across the stage coming to a stop, and pose.

She laughs, the audience hollers, at what she did, " coming in hot!"

Pete was clapping as he watches her impress everyone. His eyes trailed down to see what she was wearing, and he silently admitted she was stunning.

" Here is how it works. In front of us are two envelopes with confessions. One confession is true, and the other is a lie. Once you read your confession, the other players have 60 seconds to interrogate you, and they have to guess if you are lying or telling the truth."

(Y/N) nods, grabbing the coffee cup, take a sip, holding back a gag at the taste. " Don't drink that. It's a prop," Jimmy said, shaking his head, trying to reframe from laughing.

" I had them place coffee in the cup, but I don't like this coffee," she mumbled, making a silent reminder to go to Starbucks after this.

" John, you go first. Pete, what envelope should John open."

Pete nods as he points to his envelope and then to John's. " Mine or his?" He asked, laughing.

" His," Jimmy and (Y/N) said in sync.

" Oh, number two," Pete chuckled out.

" This could be a lie or the truth. We don't know."

John picks up the envelope, "alright." He then opens the envelope, wondering what is going on. "Are we doing this correctly?"

" Is this mine or his?" Pete asked, curiously.

" His," (Y/N) mutters, stares at John, she had an idea of John's, tell when he lies.

" Who am I talking about? You?" John asked, looking at Jimmy. The audience laughs at how they are questioning the game.

" You talking about you. "

" Do you get it?"

" I should read the email." Everyone laughs as Pete covers his mouth.

John clears his throat before speaking, " my neighbor was arrested by the FBI for being a cannibal. "

" What?" A few scattered laughs were heard. (Y/N) smiles already knew the answer.

" What year was this?"

" 2013," John said, sipping on the drink.

" So cannibalism illegal at this point. "

" So wait… is this L.A?"

" New York."

Jimmy and Pete looked at each other and come to the same conclusion.

"The FBI got involved, but how did you know? They asked you questions?" Jimmy asked, needing more information.

" Uh, when the FBI were swarming our lobby and arrested the guy at 6:00 am a raid.

" Was there any clue he was suspicious or anything?"

" No, he never said to me in the elevator, "Guess what? I might be a cannibal." (Y/N) watches the interaction between the three, laughing at them. The buzzer rings, and it was time to guess.

" I say no cause if it was in L.A, I would believe it. "

" I'm going to say its false. "

They turn to (Y/N), and she smiles innocently. " I am going to say it is true."

" It's true."

"What! No!"

John then explains the story to everyone.

It is Jimmy's turn, and he opens up the envelope, silently reading to himself.

" You sure? Two is pretty good." "I like one."

" I once went for a beer with a musician and woke up in a hotel in Nashville.

"Where did the evening start?" "New York."

" Yes. It's true. " Everyone laughs at Pete's declaration. John and (Y/N) agree with Pete, nodding their heads. They begin to ask uninterested questions to fill in the time. The buzzer goes off, and all three said it was true.

" Pete, it is your turn, and (Y/N) will be picking the envelope. " " I pick one."

" Lorne Michaels and I went to Jamaica together on a vacation for New Years," Pete said, trying to not laugh. "

John made a face, not believing what Pete said. "I want that to be a lie. " The three would spend the rest of the time asking Pete questions.

"I want it to be true, but I'm saying no. " " Not true." (Y/N) stares into Pete's eyes, making him laugh. " It is true," she said. " It's true," Pete admitted.

" I am terrible at this game," Jimmy said, getting up from his seat. (Y/N) had her head held high, smirking when she knew how good she was?

" Now, it is (Y/N)'s turn. I pick two. "

(Y/N) nods, picking up the envelope, trying to remember what it said. She reads it silently before going deathly pale. She forgot she wrote this, but knew she could not change it now.

" I once had a wedding and got married to Shawn Mendes," she told them, silently wishing she was somewhere else. Screams could be heard in the audience, and that made (Y/N) more nervous.

"How old were you?"

" I was six. "

" Where was it?"

" Umm, I think in the backyard of Shawn's home."

" Did you have a real wedding?"

" Not really, we were pretending that we were getting married. I mean, we were only kids back then. "

" Were your families happy?"

" I think so. I knew Shawn's parents were, but mine, I don't know.

The buzzer went off, and it was time for them to guess. " I am going to say no," Jimmy said, staring at her to figure something out. " I think it is true," John and Pete said.

" It's true," she mumbled, cheeks flushing as the crowd hollers. " WHAT!"

" I was six, and he was seven. We saw a movie about two people getting married and spending the rest of their lives together. He wanted to marry me, and we came up with a kid's wedding. Our parents planned it out for us. There is a video of the whole thing. I'm pretty sure its somewhere in our family things.

" Our thanks to John Mulaney, Pete Davidson, and (Y/N) (L/N)!"

(Y/N) waves before getting up with Pete. She was being interviewed after John, so she was going to wait in the dressing room.

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