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Part 7 of the mercedes varnado X Ariana grande love story smut warning ⚠️ of the sweetener session love story and continuation of chapter 1 and Ariana is born with penis

"I might just hit her up says Nicki sarcastically "go ahead and try says Ariana sarcastically "are you hitting that ass of your girlfriend says Nicki "put some respect on my girlfriend says Ariana "how is the tour going says Nicki "I'm sad that it's ending in one month says Ariana and Nicki cheers up Ariana "thanks I need the cheering up says Ariana sarcastically "are we going to do another collaboration soon Nicki says Ariana "we'll do another collaboration soon says Nicki while Arianas girlfriend mercedes puts breakfast on the plates and pours the coffee into the coffee mugs as both Ariana and Nicki talk a bit and at the end of the phone call "bye and I love you Nicki says Ariana "I love you too Ariana says Nicki and Ariana ends the call

Then mercedes enters the bedroom as Ariana sets her phone back down on the nightstand as both Ariana and her girlfriend mercedes eat Breakfast in bed and Ariana finished drinking her coffee abd eating breakfast and Ariana goes into the bathroom to freshen up and she does her Hygiene routine and changes as Ariana is wearing a white sleeveless shirt and black shorts with shoes and Ariana leaves the bathroom and turns the lights off in the bathroom and takes a seat on the bed and puts her slips on her shoes and gets up from the bed and turns the bedroom lights off and Ariana goes into the kitchen and grabs a bottle of water and closes the refrigerator door and puts a white towel over her shoulder as she walks into the living room

And Ariana gives her girlfriend mercedes a kiss on the forehead "where are you going baby says mercedes in her baby voice "I'm Going to the gym baby says Ariana in her baby voice "I love you babe says mercedes "I love you too baby says Ariana "I'll see you in a bit babe says Ariana "I'll be here waiting for you baby says mercedes in her baby voice and Ariana grabs the room key and her phone and puts them in her pocket amd walks out and closes the door then Ariana walks out of thr elevator and stops in front of mercedes brother hotel room door and knocks on the door and shawn opens the door "are you ready says Ariana "I'm ready says shawn and shawn is wearing red shirt with unzipped jacket and shorts and shoes

Then Ariana leaves the hotel with her girlfriends mercedes brother shawn as they walk into the parking lot amd Ariana unlocks her car and they enter the car as shawn gets in the passenger side and Ariana turns the car on and pulls from the parking lot and drives from the hotel then Ariana pulls into the gym parking lot, turns the car off abd both get out and enter the gym and they work out in the gym and after they put in a good work out they leave the gym amd get back in the car and Ariana starts the car and drives away from the parking lot and then pulls into Panerai as Ariana parks and turns the car off and they get out of the car and Ariana locks her car and they enter Panerai as they eat the post workout meal

"I'm exhausted from working out as I am hanging out with my sisters girlfriend says shawn Mendes "I'm exhausted too and it was a good workout in the gym says Ariana "so are you thinking about marrying my sister soon says shawn "yes and when the time is right, I'll propose to my girlfriend at some point says Ariana as they continue to chat as they hangout then Ariana gets a facetime call from zayn and Ariana answers the FaceTime call as she hangs out with her girlfriends brother "hey zayn says Ariana "where you at anyway says zayn "I'm hanging out with my shawn Mendes who is my girlfriends brother says Ariana "is there a reason why you sound exhausted "me and shawn were working out in the gym zayn says Ariana then Ariana ends the FaceTime call

Then Ariana gets a facetime call from her girlfriend mercedes and Ariana answers the FaceTime call "hey babe says Ariana "have you finished your workout session with my brother babe says mercedes "me and your brother are hanging out in Panerai eating our meal and we worked up a sweat as we worked out I'm the gym babe says Ariana "are you exhausted from working out at the gym with my brother baby says mercedes "I am baby says Ariana and both Ariana and mercedes continue to talk on the facetime call "come back to the hotel room baby says mercedes "I'll come back to the hotel room babe says Ariana as she ends the FaceTime call and mercedes brother shawn pays the bill

And they leave Panerai and get back in the car and Ariana starts the car and leaves the parking lot and drives back to the hotel then she parks her car in the parking lot after she dropped off mercedes brother then she arrives at her hotel room amd unlocks the front door and enters the hotel room and closes the door and locks it "babe I'm back says Ariana as she goes towards mercedes "now that you are here, let's make love baby says mercedes as sge starts kissing Ariana "I'm in charge daddy says mercedes as they have sex and take it to the bedroom and take each others clothes off and have sex on the bed as they continue kissing as mercedes stokes Arianas now very hard dick as she continues kissing Ariana while continuing to stroke her girlfriend Arianas hard dick

And 60 minutes later of making love and fully have sex as they do the 69 sex position as mercedes sucks on Arianas dick as Ariana licks mercedes pussy as they both Slightly moan and mercedes pulls away "I want you to fuck my pussy till I'm sore daddy says mercedes as she slightly moans "with pleasure baby girl says Ariana then they do the pushing tush sex position as Ariana is on top of mercedes and sticks her dick in mercedes pussy and starts thrusting very hard in mercedes pussy as mercedes moans very loud and 45 minutes later as mercedes cummed on Arianas dick 8 times in different sex positions as Ariana cummed in mercedes pussy and on her body 4 times as they do the Dropbox sex position as mercedes wraps her legs around Arianas waist

And Ariana slides her dick back inside of mercedes pussy and thrusts so very hard in mercedes pussy making mercedes moan loud as she grips the bedsheets and Ariana still continues thrusting her dick in mercedes pussy at a very fast pace as mercedes moans very loud then they do the cowgirl sex position as mercedes bounces on Arianas dick at a fast pace as she moans which makes Ariana moan slightly loud as mercedes continues bouncing on Arianas dick then another 35 minutes later as they did a couple more sex positions as mercedes has called Ariana daddy a couple times and Ariana has called mercedes baby girl a couple times as they do the last 4 sex positions

Ariana pounds on mercedes pussy in the butterfly sex position and continues fucking mercedes pussy as mercedes moans very loud and mercedes is now very sore as they then do the lap dance sex position as mercedes bounces on Arianas dick at a faster pace as Ariana moans slightly loud as sge gropes mercedes boobs while mercedes continues to bounce on Arianas dick then they do two more sex positions as mercedes has cummed on Arianas dick 3 more times and Ariana cummed on mercedes body 2 more times and once in her pussy as mercedes lays on her stomach as Ariana gets on top and sticks her dick on mercedes ass and fucks mercedes ass real hard as mercedes moans as she grips the bedsheets

Ariana continues fucking mercedes ass so hard making mercedes moan very loud then they get on their side as Ariana slides her dick in mercedes pussy and starts thrusting and 25 minutes later as they both cum as they are super sweaty with very messy sex hair and slightly exhausted from sex as mercedes sucks on Arianas dick at a fast pace making Ariana moan really loud and moans her girlfriends name as mercedes continues to suck on Arianas dick then she strokes Arianas dick while licking her girlfriends dick making Ariana moan and mercedes continues stroking Arianas dick and 6 minutes later, Ariana cums and mercedes kisses Ariana as they finish having sex

Then an hour later at 11:49am as Ariana is getting ready for her lunch hangout with her friend zayn malik as Ariana gets in the shower and after her shower ,she dries herself off and does her Hygiene routine and puts lotion on snd changes as she is wearing a red shirt with ripped pants amd white shoes and zayn is wearing white shirt with ripped pants and shoes then Ariana gets a text from zayn as she walks out of the bathroom and lays down next to her girlfriend mercedes

Zayn: are you ready for our lunch hangout Ariana

Ariana: I'm ready but don't try anything with me

Zayn: I won't and we're only hanging out for lunch

Ariana: don't even think about kissing me while we're hanging out for lunch

Zayn: I know, you told me many times, you're with your girlfriend

"I don't want you to hang out with him ,I want you to stay with me baby says mercedes as she begs her girlfriend Ariana "babe I'm just hanging out with him only for lunch that's all says Ariana "I want you to spend all day with me babe says mercedes in her baby voice "I'll spend all day with you when I get back baby says Ariana in her baby voice and Ariana gets up off the bed "I love you babe says Ariana "I love you too baby says mercedes as they give each other a kiss "can't you just please stay with me baby says mercedes in her baby voice "I promise you I'll stay with you when I get back baby says Ariana in her baby voice

Then Ariana walks out of the bedroom as mercedes is packing her stuff and Ariana takes a seat in the chair and she calls zayn and zayn answers the call "are you almost here zayn says Ariana "I'll be there in a few seconds Ariana says zayn then there's a knock on the door as Arianas girlfriend mercedes unlocks the door and opens the door "I'm here to pick up your girlfriend days zayn "babe your friend is here says mercedes and Ariana gets off the couch and Ariana throws on a zipped up black hoodie "you better not try anything with my girlfriend because if you do I will come after you says mercedes as she gives zayn a warning "I won't try anything on your girlfriend mercedes says zayn

Mercedes gives Ariana a kiss on the lips in front of Arianas friend zayn as he gets a little jealous and Ariana pulls away from the kiss and mercedes whispers in Arianas ear "make sure he doesn't try to do anything with you ,only I can babe says mercedes as she whispered in Arianas ear then Ariana walks out of the hotel room as mercedes closes the door and continues packing up for her job tonight as Ariana leaves the hotel with her friend zayn and they walk in the parking lot to the car and they get in the car and they put their seat belts on and close the doors and Ariana pulls off from the hotel and zayn goes to hold Arianas hand but Ariana pulls her hand away as she rejects him and she breaks the silence "where are we going zayn says Ariana "you'll see when we get there Ariana says zayn

Then Ariana notices that zayn is looking at her and she turns her head to see her friend but he looks away to look out the window as he is acting suspicious then Ariana turns her focus back to the road then she feels a hand on her thigh and she pushes her friends zayns hand away "didn't my girlfriend warn not to try anything and you need to stop touching me and I've already told you, I'm not leaving my girlfriend for you says Ariana "why should I stop touching you because I won't stop says zayn and Ariana has a serious talk with zayn "I have had enough of you acting wierd amd suspicious around me says Ariana as she is driving "I want us to be together and I'm in love with you says zayn "I'm not getting together with you and I will not break my girlfriends heart and I can't be with you says Ariana as she breaks zayns heart

As she pulls into the parking lot of McDonald's and parks the car amd she gets out of the car without saying anything to zayn as she slams her car door as zayn I'd still in the passenger seat and starts to tear up as Ariana opens the door amd enters McDonald's and sits at the booth close to the window and takes a few minutes as she sits and takes some deep breaths then Ariana sends a text to zayn

Ariana: I'm sorry but we should just stay friends and nothing more

Ariana and zayn text a bit

Then Ariana gets up from the booth and she orders the food and after she ordered the food, she pays for the food then Ariana goes back to the booth and sits back down and runs her hands through her hair as she is stressed and then she calls zayn and zayn answers "are you alright zayn says Ariana "I'll be alright Ariana says zayn "why did you want to be with me when you knew I had a girlfriend that I love very much says Ariana "I wanted us to be boyfriend and girlfriend and go on dates and all that but I shouldn't have pushed it too far says zayn "you will always be my friend zayn says Ariana as she and zayn talk a bit then they continue their hangout while eating lunch

During the lunch hangout as Ariana has a serious talk with zayn as they eat their food as zayn is sitting in front of Ariana as Ariana has sauce on the corner of her lip and wipes it off with her finger and zayn leans over the table and grabs Arianas chin to look at him "what are you doing says Ariana as she asks but gets interrupted by zayn crashing his lips onto Arianas lips but Ariana quickly pulls away snd slaps zayn across the face and she yells at zayn and has a serious talk with zayn "why would you fucking kiss me says Ariana "I'm in love with you and I love you more than just a friend says zayn "zayn I told you so many times ,I love my girlfriend and my girlfriend makes me happy amd I make her happy alright says Ariana

"But I want you to be mine says zayn "for the last time no, I will never be with you and I told you not to kiss me when I texted you when we're hanging out while eating our food says Ariana as she continues having a serious talk with zayn then after she gets done eating, she throes a 20$ dollar bill on the table and takes the lid off the cup and splashes the drink in his face rejecting zayn once again and she runs out of McDonald's amd into the parking lot as she hears zayn shouting behind her and Ariana ignores zayn as zayn runs after Ariana and Ariana gets in her car and closes the door and locks it as zayn tries to open the door as it is locked as she shouts for Ariana to open the door but she ignores him and puts on her seatbelt and pulls out of the parking lot

And drives away from McDonald's leaving zayn there then during the drive as Ariana starts to tear up as she gets a facetime call from her girlfriend mercedes and Ariana answers the FaceTime call as it is 2:57pm "hey baby says mercedes once she notices tears coming from her girlfriends eyes "what's wrong baby says mercedes "my friend did exactly what he wasn't supposed to do says Ariana "what did he do says mercedes "he kissed me and slapped for doing that says Ariana "where is he now says mercedes "don't worry because I left him at McDonald's and I told him so many times I will never leave you for him says Ariana "he wanted you all to himself didn't he babe says mercedes "he did but I told him no and I love you too much to leave you because I will never leave you for anyone babe says Ariana

Both mercedes and Ariana continue to talk during the facetime call "I'll see you in a bit baby says Ariana "see you when you get back babe says mercedes in her baby voice "I love you babe says Ariana "I love you too baby says mercedes as Ariana ends the FaceTime call then zayn calls Ariana but Ariana declines the call then Ariana parks the car as she stops at the curb and turns the car off for a few seconds as she talks to herself while screaming at the top of her lungs as she lets tears fall out while cursing out the top of her lungs as she hits her steering wheel very aggressively with anger and then drives away from the curb as she pulls into the hotel parking lot and Ariana parks the car and gets out and slams the car door and she enters the hotel

And she arrives at her hotel room amd knocks on the door and mercedes opens the door for her girlfriend Ariana as Ariana enters and aggressively slams the door shut and mercedes comforts Ariana as mercedes gives her girlfriend Ariana a hug to comfort her as she cheers her girlfriend up "there's nothing he can do now, im here baby says mercedes as she cheers her girlfriend up and Ariana hugs her girlfriend back real tight "I feel bad for you babe and I'm concerned for you as well baby says mercedes as she is concerned and feels bad for her girlfriend Ariana then mercedes grabs her girlfriend by the chin to look at her and wipes Arianas tears away with her fingers and Ariana pulls away from the hug and she walks into the kitchen

And she cleans her mouth with soap and water and dries her mouth with a paper towel and throws the paper towel in the garbage and Ariana walks back into the living room amd takes a seat next to her girlfriend mercedes and Ariana gives mercedes a kiss on the lips and Ariana was about to pull away from the kiss but mercedes deepens the kiss as she shoves her tounge down her girlfriends Arianas throat as they tounge kiss and mercedes sits on Arianas lap without breaking the kiss as she wraps her hands around her girlfriends neck and Ariana wraps her arms around her girlfriend mercedes waist as mercedes bites down on Arianas bottom lip and pulls it with her teeth as they roughly make out as mercedes grips around her girlfriend Arianas neck gets tighter

"Touch me babe says mercedes as sge makes Ariana touch her and Ariana touches her girlfriend as mercedes continues kissing her girlfriend then mercedes sucks on Arianas neck "babe ,stop or we'll be late says Ariana "we won't be that late baby says mercedes as she bites her girlfriend Arianas earlobe amd pulls it down with her teeth "we'll have a little bit of fun says mercedes as she seductively whispered in Arianas ear "w-we'll be l-late if we have s-sex baby says Ariana as she stuttered then Ariana begs fir her girlfriend to stop "baby please stop says Ariana as she begs mercedes "I want you to keep begging me baby says mercedes as she grinds on her girlfriend Arianas bulge "I want to have your dick inside my pussy baby says mercedes seductively while grinding on Arianas bulge

"If we s-start having s-sex now we w-will be late says Ariana as she stuttered as she moans and mercedes quickens the pace as she grinds very fast on her girlfriend Arianas bulge making Ariana moan so very loud as her head hits the rim of the couch "have you had enough yet baby says mercedes seductively "yes baby says Ariana and mercedes stops grinding on Arianas bulge and mercedes crawls off her girlfriend Ariana and mercedes pulls Arianas shirt up "your body is very sexy babe says mercedes "t-thanks babe says Ariana as she stutters then mercedes grabs her girlfriend Ariana by the back of her head to look at her and gets closer to her lips "your sexy body belongs to me babe says mercedes "my b-body belongs t-to you b-baby says Ariana as she stutters

Then mercedes slides her hand up and down Arianas abs then mercedes sucks and leaves bite marks and hickeys on her girlfriends body as she lets go of Arianas head as Arianas head hits the rim of the couch as she moans and mercedes leaves a trail of wet kisses down to Arianas abdomen "take off your shirt baby says mercedes seductively as she helps Ariana take her shirt off and Ariana throws the shirt on the couch cushion beside her "k-keep going d-dont stop babe says Ariana as she stutters and mercedes grabs her girlfriend Arianas head once again and mercedes gives Ariana a kiss "now let's have some fun says mercedes "m-make love t-to m-me babe says Ariana as she stutters then mercedes let's go of Arianas head and mercedes unbucles her girlfriend Arianas belt

Then mercedes unbuttons Arianas pants and pulls down the zipper "I'll make you feel real good baby says mercedes as she makes Ariana forget about her friend zayn malik "please m-make me f-feel so much b-better baby says Ariana as she stutters and mercedes pulls down her girlfriends pants "I'll get you real hard baby says mercedes seductively as she grabs Arianas dick through her boxers as mercedes teases her girlfriend Ariana by stroking her dick "m-make me g-get real h-hard for y-you babe says Ariana as she stutters as mercedes makes Ariana moan and as Ariana moans she gets sweaty "beg me to stroke your dick baby says mercedes "please stroke my dick a bit faster baby says Ariana as she begs mercedes and mercedes quickens the pace

As she strokes her girlfriend Arianas dick even faster making Ariana moan "you are so very sexy when you moan daddy says mercedes seductively "I love it when you stroke my dick so fast baby girl says Ariana as she moans very loud as mercedes gives Arianas dick a kiss through the boxers as mercedes teases her girlfriend Ariana by rubbing her dick making Ariana moan very loud then mercedes gives her girlfriend Arianas dick a slap which makes Ariana very very loud as she curses and mercedes runs her hand through Arianas hair with her free hand and mercedes teases Ariana once more by giving her dick another kiss making Ariana moan so very loud as she bites her bottom lip "you are loving this daddy says mercedes seductively

"I l-love it w-when y-you make m-me moan so m-much baby girl says Ariana as she stutters "but please stop teasing me baby says Ariana as she begs her girlfriend "I'll tease you if I want daddy says mercedes seductively as she grabs Arianas hand and places it on her ass "squeeze my ass daddy says mercedes seductively and Ariana squeezes mercedes ass and gives mercedes ass a spank as mercedes moans "I know you love spanking my ass daddy says mercedes seductively as she strokes Arianas dick a lot faster once more making Ariana moan loud "don't s-stop stroking m-my dick b-babe says Ariana as she stutters then mercedes stops stroking Arianas dick and mercedes gives her girlfriend Arianas dick yet another kiss as she looks up to her girlfriend Ariana giving her the eyes

And Ariana grabs her girlfriend mercedes hair as mercedes moans and then mercedes pulls Arianas boxer briefs down to her ankles "I'll give you a blowjob daddy says mercedes seductively "p-please give m-me a b-blowjob baby says Ariana as she stutters and mercedes gives Ariana a blowjob by sucking on her dick "don't stop sucking my dick baby says Ariana as she begs her girlfriend mercedes to not stop as she moans as she hits the rim of the couch with her head as she moans very loud as she bites her bottom lip "you g-give me g-good blowjobs baby says Ariana as she compliments her girlfriend mercedes as she stuttered and moans as mercedes continues sucking on Arianas dick and Ariana is dripping of sweat

Then mercedes licks the sweat off of her girlfriend Arianas dick and mercedes sucks on Arianas dick once more making Ariana moan real loud and mercedes continues sucking on her girlfriend Arianas dick as Ariana is much more sweaty and mercedes licks off more sweat from Arianas dick and then mercedes strokes Arianas dick much faster making Ariana moan loud as Ariana takes off her hoodie and throws it behind the couch and kicking off her shoes while mercedes continues sucking on Arianas dick very fast making Ariana moan loud and minutes later of mercedes sucking on Arianas dick then a few seconds later Ariana cums in mercedes mouth and mercedes swallows every bit of her girlfriends cum and licks the leftover cum from Arianas dick

Then mercedes pulls down her pants and her panties and leaves them on the floor and mercedes crawls back up onto her girlfriend Arianas dick as mercedes slides her girlfriend Arianas dick in her ass and mercedes straddles Arianas dick as Ariana pounds her dick in mercedes ass and continues pounding her ass as Ariana puts her hand on her girlfriends mercedes back as she lits up her girlfriend mercedes halfway as mercedes leans back and holds the rim of the couch as Ariana has her hands on mercedes waist and Ariana moves her hand and takes her dick on out of mercedes ass and sticks her dick in mercedes pussy and puts her hand back on mercedes waist as mercedes bounces on Arianas dick making Ariana moan as mercedes moans loud

Mercedes continues bouncing on Arianas dick inside her pussy as they both moan then they start doing every sex position as mercedes lays her elbows on the couch arm as she sticks her ass in the air as Ariana gets in position "fuck my ass daddy says mercedes "with pleasure baby girl says Ariana as she sticks her dick in mercedes ass and starts thrusting hard in mercedes ass making herself and mercedes moan "harder daddy says mercedes as she moans "as you wish baby girl says Ariana as she now thrusts her dick much harder abd faster in mercedes ass making mercedes moan real loud and Ariana continues thrusting her dick in mercedes ass another 15 minutes then they do the missionary twist sex position as mercedes is on her back against the couch as her legs are on Arianas shoulders

as Ariana leans in close and sticks her dick in mercedes pussy once more and starts thrusting very hard making mercedes moan and 34 minutes later of doing a few sex positions on the couch and they do the countertop sex position on the kitchen countertop as Ariana spreads mercedes legs open and and sticks a finger in mercedes pussy and curls her finger making mercedes moan as Ariana strokes her own dick while leaning close to mercedes pussy and licks mercedes pussy as mercedes moans and another 32 minutes of doing 3 sex positions in the kitchen, they head back to the couch and do the seated scissors sex position as mercedes straddles Arianas dick and Ariana helps by thrusting her dick in mercedes pussy as Ariana has called mercedes baby girl a few times

And mercedes has called Ariana daddy a few times and mercedes moans as Ariana continues thrusting her dick in mercedes pussy making mercedes moan very loud then they do the cowgirl sex position as mercedes bounces on Arianas dick once more making Ariana moan loud as mercedes bounces even faster on Arianas dick then mercedes brings her mouth to Arianas dick and mercedes licks Arianas dick making Ariana curse and moan her girlfriends name then mercedes starts stroking Arianas dick very fast making Ariana moan so very loud and then mercedes sucks on Arianas dick for 34 minutes and then they do the lap dance sex position on the couch as mercedes bounces on Arianas dick inside of her ass and mercedes continues bouncing on Arianas dick and 40 minutes later as they both cum together

Then they do 2 more sex positions as they do the rocking horse sex position for 34 minutes and they do one last sex position on the couch as they are on their side as Ariana has called mercedes baby girl a few more times and mercedes has called Ariana daddy a few more times then Ariana slides her dick in mercedes pussy and thrusts very fast in mercedes pussy and 10 minutes later, mercedes cums on Arianas dick as Ariana continues thrusting her dick very hard in mercedes pussy as mercedes moans real loud as Ariana moans as well and she continues thrusting her dick for a while in mercedes pussy then 8 minutes later Ariana cums in mercedes pussy and then mercedes sucks the leftover cum from Arianas dick then mercedes strokes Arianas dick once more making Ariana moan very loud

And mercedes strokes Arianas dick at a very fast pace making Ariana moan so very loud and a few seconds later as Ariana cums once again and they finish having sex as they are now very sweaty with very messy sex hair then Ariana gets a call from her cousin Courtney and Ariana answers the call "hey Courtney says Ariana "hey Ariana and how are you says Courtney "I'm fine and I'm with my girlfriend Courtney says Ariana "did your girlfriend make love to you says courtney as she and ariana talk a bit on the phone call then mercedes puts her bra and panties back on and walks into the bathroom to freshen up and Ariana pulls her boxers back up and puts the rest of her clothes back on and Ariana puts her shoes back on and ties them and mercedes comes out of the bathroom

Then mercedes gets a call from her friend Bayley and mercedes answers the call "where are you mercedes says Bayley "Bayley, I was comforting my girlfriend because of what her friend did and I helped her forget about what her friend did says mercedes "did you seriously have sex with your girlfriend says Bayley "yes I did Bayley says mercedes "you need to get ready or you're going to be late says Bayley and mercedes and Bayley talk a bit then mercedes ends the call then Ariana gets off the couch and puts her black hoodie back on then mercedes puts her shirt and pants back on then there's a knock on the door and Ariana goes to the door and opens the door "let's go says Bayley "your best friend is here baby says Ariana

Then mercedes puts her shoes on and ties them and mercedes grabs her stuff and Ariana turns the lights off and she follows the girls out the door and Ariana closes and locks the door behind them and they exit the hotel and into the parking lot to Arianas car and Ariana unlocks the car and gets in as mercedes gets in the passenger side and they close the car doors and put their seatbelts on and mercedes gives her girlfriend Ariana a kiss "I love you baby says mercedes in her baby voice "I love you too babe says Ariana in her baby voice then mercedes grabs Arianas hand from the wheel as they intertwine hands together "I love holding your hand babe says mercedes in her baby voice "so do I baby says Ariana in her baby voice and Ariana drives away from the hotel

Then during the drive as Ariana focuses on the road while she's driving then she turns the curb and parks behind the building in the arena parking lot amd they take their seatbelts off and get out of the car and Ariana opens the trunk takes out her girlfriend mercedes bags and suitcase amd closes the trunk and locks the car and Ariana opens the door and follows behind the girls and closes the doors "I got an interview to do baby says mercedes in her baby voice "you go do your interview babe says Ariana in her baby voice and Bayley walks with Arianas girlfriend mercedes to the locker room and Ariana closes the door behind them "sasha banks tonight was your very first match on Friday Night SmackDown on fox and something seemed a little different out there tonight, you care to elaborate on that says the interviewer

"I mean if I'm going to make a big redebut of wrestling of coming back, why not make a change ,I already came back with new hair, new attitude, a whole new me, a better me actually so why not brand new music from my cousin snoop Dogg says mercedes "how much work went into getting snoop Dogg to do that, it was easy correct says the interviewer "for me I just had to make one phone call so I said can you make the song please and it cost a lot of money for that and I'm really rich and I paid my cousin and he paid me too, I'm very happy, I have a lot of money and I can't wait to get out of Manchester cause this place stinks says mercedes "well before you leave Manchester, you do feel that this new song evokes emotion of the new attitude you seem to have says the interviewer

"Bow down to the next champ of the wwe, I like the sound of that so of course yes says mercedes as she leaves the interview

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aestheticallyholland · 4 years

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lost in japan | s. mendes

a/n: basically a girlfriend! reader x on tour! shawn mendes. hope you like it! as usual, play the song on the queue. also, i used google translate for the japanese sentences because i have no idea how to japanese huhu.

song lost in japan | word count 2.3k words

"Thank you, Macau! Have a great night!"

Shawn bowed down to the wild crowd as he ended his show and exited to the backstage with his guitar. He was soaking wet due to the sprinklers they put up in every concert they do.

"Great job, Shawn!" Most of the people who worked backstage told him as he walked going to his dressing room. He smiled at them and mouthed thank you to them.

He opened the door to his dressing room and found his friend, Brian, just sitting and reading some magazines. Shawn placed his guitar down and sat down for a while to breathe properly.

"Man, what a night," Shawn said and got a bottle of water and drank it until it was empty. That was how exhausted he was after the show.

"And we will travel again tomorrow early morning to Japan for your last tour in Asia," Brian said.

"Yep. Can't wait." Shawn answered and got a towel for his hair.

"You know who else you can't wait to see?" Brian asked and Shawn looked at his friend and grinned.

"Yep, I definitely can't wait to see her. Damn, it's been months or almost a year, man. I miss her." Shawn said and can't help but think about his high school girlfriend.

"Will you tell her ahead or you want to surprise her?" Brian asked.

"I'm still thinking about it," Shawn answered. "Right now, I need some sleep." Shawn got the magazine from Brian and covered his head to sleep.

"Whoa whoa, you can't sleep right now. You still have to see your meet and greet session in the backstage." Brian got the magazine off Shawn's face and he groaned.

"Five minutes, mom." Shawn joked and got back the magazine.

"No. You should go." Brian scolded Shawn then he removed the magazine once again from Shawn's face.

"Fine. You come with me." Shawn pulled Brian's arm as he stood up and almost made Brian fall.

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The rest of the night, Shawn spent it hanging out with his fans and taking photos with each one of them. He was genuinely happy with his career right now but the only person that he can't wait to see was his girlfriend who he hasn't seen personally in like forever.

❝ all it'd take is one flight we'd be in the same time zone looking through your timeline seeing all the rainbows, i ❞

Shawn and his crew finally flew off to Japan the next day and he could not wait to visit the place and have a little tour a few days before the show.

"Did you tell her that you're in Japan now?" Brian asked who was seated next to Shawn in the car that was going to the hotel that they'll stay in.

"Not yet," Shawn answered. "Luckily, I contacted one of her friends here that was acquainted to me during high school who is also working here in Japan near her."

"You're lucky then." Brian teased that made Shawn chuckle. "You have like, two days before the show to have fun a bit in Japan."

"Yep. I am so going to make the most out of it." Shawn said.

❝ i got an idea and i know that it sounds crazy i just wanna see ya oh, i gotta ask ❞

Y/N has been working in Japan ever since she got off college. She worked as a translator, especially in businesses or events. She studied different languages since that was her passion since high school and Japanese was the first language she studied.

"Kaigi de futatabi watashitachi o tasukete kurete arigato, misu Y/L/N." (Thank you again for assisting us in this meeting, Miss Y/L/N.) A Japanese CEO said and shook his hand to her.

"Dou itashimasite." Y/N replied 'you're welcome' in Japanese with a smile and made a small bow as respect before leaving the building.

She walked with a big smile on her face as she did a great job today, unlike the other days. She suddenly felt her phone rang and quickly got it from the pocket of her coat. She took a look at who it was as she smiled when she saw her friend's name on her phone.

"Y/F/N?" She answered the call.

"Y/N! Meet me at the hotel later night at seven. I'm going to text you the address later." Her friend suddenly said which made Y/N so confused.

"Wait what? Why-"

"Don't ask any more questions. I promise you, you are gonna love it. See you!" The call suddenly ended and Y/N was still dumbfounded.

"Okay?" She mumbled under her breath and place her phone back to where it was.

That was weird. She thought.

❝ do you got plans tonight? i'm a couple hundred miles from japan, and i i was thinking i could fly to your hotel tonight 'cause i can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind ❞

Y/N changed her clothes before she could go and meet her friend in the hotel. It was already past five in the afternoon and she was getting ready.

Will Y/F/N treat me dinner in the hotel? She asked herself and thinking about dinner just made her a bit hungry.

After walking and riding trains, she finally got off the place that was near to that hotel. As she was walking, she noticed flyers in the streets with a very very familiar face on it. She stopped walking for a while and focused on reading what was on the flyer until her eyes widen.

"Shawn is having a concert here?!" Y/N asked to herself with her eyes completely open. How could she not notice it?

❝ i could feel the tension we could cut it with a knife i know it's more than just a friendship i can hear you thinking 'bout it, yeah ❞

She looked at the date on when it was going to happen and was more shocked that it will be showing after two days.

Does this mean that he is already here in Japan? She asked herself.

"I should contact him." Y/N said to herself and got her phone but she realized that she had to go and meet Y/F/N first since it was almost seven in the evening.

"I'll do it later then." She groaned and kept her phone away and walked fast towards the hotel. A few minutes of walking, she finally reached the hotel and quickly went inside.

She looked at the lobby to look for her friend but there was no sign of her.

Is this some sort of prank or something? Y/N asked herself in confusion while looking around.

Until she heard that voice that hasn't heard in months, personally.

"Y/N?" Her eyes widen as she heard his voice behind her. She felt everything stopped around her and her thoughts were mixing on her head.

Is that him? Is it really him? She asked herself before turning around to really confirm who it was.

❝ do i gotta convince you? that you shouldn't fall asleep? it'll only be a couple hours and i'm about to leave ❞

She turned around and saw her tall, muscular and perfectly toned body, curly-haired boyfriend in front of her eyes. She smiled at the sight of him and quickly walked closer to him.

"Shawn." Y/N called out and Shawn opened up his arms for a hug.

"Come here," Shawn said and Y/N ran up to him and gave him a big hug and he quickly closed his arms around her and snuggled his head to her neck. "I missed you so much, baby girl." He mumbled to her.

"I miss you too." Y/N replied and pulled away to get a good look at him. "Damn, your hair grew so curly, babe." She said and he gave a chuckle.

"I like it that way," Shawn answered with his arms still around her.

"How come you never told me that you're already here? I could've prepared something for you." Y/N said and placed a hand on his cheek.

"I wanted to surprise you. Thanks to Y/F/N." He said.

"That's why she called me to go here." Y/N said and Shawn nodded. He cupped her face with both of his hands and kissed her forehead.

"I have two days to spare and I want to spend it with you," Shawn said and Y/N giggled. "I'm glad I don't have work in those days." She said.

❝ do you got plans tonight? i'm a couple hundred miles from japan, and i i was thinking i could fly to your hotel tonight 'cause I can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind ❞

They decided to stay in Y/N apartment first later that night. Shawn already told Brian about this who didn't argue back about the idea because he knew how Shawn misses Y/N so much.

Y/N prepared him dinner full of Japanese cuisines that Shawn never tried before and he absolutely loved it. They spent the night together talking, watching movies and even ended up making out until they eventually slept in her bedroom.

"Come with me to the concert. You are gonna love it." Shawn said as he sat down in front of his girlfriend who finished making their breakfast.

"I am so tight with money right now, Shawn—"

"What I mean was." Shawn started. "I'm taking you backstage with me." He said and her eyes grew big.

"Really?" She asked and Shawn nodded excitedly. "Do they even allow that?" She asked him again.

"I can convince them, don't worry. Besides, you are the most important person in my life right beside my family." Shawn said and Y/N giggled on what he said.

"Come on, eat now. Don't want your food to be cold." Y/N said then grinned before she took a piece of her food and chewed it. Shawn just gave her a big smile before eating.

❝ let's get lost tonight let's get lost tonight baby, you and i can't seem to get you off my mind ❞

They basically spend the next two days together as what Shawn promised her ever since they met again. Y/N was the one who toured him around Tokyo and the nearby places around them. Although there were so many paparazzi around, Shawn tried his best to protect her from those but that didn't stop them from having fun.

On the day before his concert, Y/N took an overnight in where Shawn was staying since he would be busy before the concert tomorrow.

The day of the concert came and Y/N was so hyped to experience one of Shawn's concerts. Never in her life has she been to one of his concerts or any concert at all because of her work. She was just staying in the backstage before the concert began and looking at her handsome boyfriend who was wearing his usual white sleeveless shirt and black pants. His curls were on point and his biceps were showing off. He really worked out a lot. Y/N thought to herself.

"Like what you're seeing?" Shawn interrupted her thoughts that made her smile for him. He went closer to her to wrap his arms around her before the show starts. "You are so handsome." She complimented her as he kissed her nose which made her giggle. "Only for you, babe." He replied and leaned his forehead to hers.

"Shawn! It's showtime!" One of the crew said that made Shawn pull away from her.

"Just stay somewhere where I can see you, okay? Let Brian go with you." Shawn said before leaving to go to the backstage. "Love you!" He said and ran towards the stage. "Love you too!" Y/N shouted back. Seconds after, Y/N could hear the crowd went wild, mostly girls, then the lights started to show up.

Brian assisted Y/N on where to stay that Shawn could still look at her from time to time. The show went on and Shawn was singing most of his popular songs to the audience. All Y/N could do was look at him and sang the lyrics with him. Basically enjoying herself.

❝ do you got plans tonight, baby? i was hoping i could get lost in your paradise the only think i'm thinking 'bout is you and i and i can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind can't get you off my mind, yeah ❞

Y/N saw Shawn glanced at her while singing those lyrics and playing his guitar. He smiled when he saw her and she smiled back at him.

Even though after this they won't see each other again for a long time, she will never ever forget the days that she spent with him.

"I love you, Japan!" Shawn said as the song ended and he then looked at Y/N's direction and said,

"I love you, Y/N!"

She looked at him with a big smile on her face from the distance and gave him a flying kiss in return which Shawn 'receives' it with his hand and place that hand on his chest.

From that moment on, she will do whatever she can to not let go of him. And neither will he.

❝ let's get lost tonight let's get lost tonight baby, you and i can't seem to get you off my mind ❞

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brianc521 · 4 years

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Confidence | Raul Mendes

This is what happens when I read a smutty series all day. Meet Raul Mendes, one of the Mendes Triplets.

Warning: Smutty intentions

How Raul ended up with you, no one knew, not even you. You were the most quiet, sweetest, bookworm on campus. Those who knew you knew you as the girl who would let anyone copy her notes because she felt like if anyone needed help and they felt the need to ask her then she should help. Those who didn’t know you still had heard of you has the one who sat in the back corner of the library, weirdly with a book in your hand instead of a laptop on your lap.

Raul though?

Everyone knew him as the good time. He was in a frat with his brothers, Shawn and Peter. As triplets they couldn’t be any more opposite each other. Raul was the guy who was known as the party animal that brought at least three kegs to each party. He was known as the guy who scored three girls during parents weekend, not only with his parents but all three of the girls parents on campus.

If anyone were to guess they would assume if you were to be with one of the triplets you’d be with Peter. He was the quiet one. The soft one. He focused on his studies, he read weird books. He was more your speed.

Those would say that even Shawn was a stretch for you. Shawn was like almost a perfect medium between his brothers. He had this cutting edge to him because he was in a band, and wore sleeveless tank tops, he had tattoos and his ears pierced. At the same time he cared for everyone around him, worked for charities and brought a big ass teddy bear and roses for his girlfriend on Valentine's day.

So when Raul walked hand in hand with you to class, kissed you at the door and pulled you back for one more hug and kiss when you tried to walk away made everyone’s head turn. It just didn’t make sense.

Most of all? It left you lost most of the time. Raul was walking whiplash. He’d punch a guy for looking at you funny and then turn around with a baby voice asking if he could be the little spoon.

“Babe did you finish that essay you were working on?” He asked as he shut his door behind him. Trying his best to block out the noise of not only his brothers but his frat brothers.

“Yeah, I finished it this morning during your exam.” You answered, voice so soft he almost couldn’t hear you over Shawn’s music in the room next to his.

“So what I’m hearing is that you’re free of homework tonight?” Raul grinned, setting the cup of hot chocolate he just made you down on his nightstand, taking hold of your ankle and pulling you to him on his bed.

You squealed at the sudden movement, giggling when his hand slid up your calf to the back of your knee, biting into his bottom lip, playing with his lip ring, as he stared down at you.

You were in your ripped jeans, his plain grey crew neck that had burn holes on the left collarbone. Your hair was in a messy ponytail, bangs clipped back, face bare of makeup.

His eyes raked up and over your body as he breathed heavily.

“What are you thinking?” You whispered.

“I’m thinking you look really good laid out on my bed.” He answered licking his lips before leaning down over your body. His lips were on your neck in a fury. They were hot and slick, but the cold of his lip ring caused this sensation through your body. It made you gasp and reach up to comb your fingers through his shaggy curly hair.

His hand on the back of your knee guided your leg up to hook onto his waist, once there his hand was sliding up your thigh and right has he was gonna slip his hand up and under your ass there was a bump that thudded against his wall, causing you both to look up. You both waited a beat and he looked back down at you.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head, praying to god it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“Are you sure?”

“Totally.” He nodded. “Focus on me.” He hummed, this time kissing your lips in hopes of distracting you from the noise, that was until it happened again. This time with three bumps in a row followed by a loud scream of Shawn’s name.

Raul dropped his head against your chest, groaning when you pushed him away.

“Fucking Shawn,” He muttered under his breath as you sat up. He jumped to action when he felt you crawling out of his bed. “Hey,” He caught your hand. “Where are you going? Come here.”

“I should um,” You swallowed when a high pitched moan sounded. “I need to go.”

“No Baby.” Raul shook his head. “Don’t, we’re both finally free on the same night. I’m sorry about that, but I’ll put on a movie and we’ll cuddle.”

“No it’s okay.” You grabbed your bag. “I need to study for an exam I have next week, and I’m sure there’s a party your skipping out on.”

“No.” He shook his head. “If you don’t want to stay here then we’ll go back to yours.”

“Katie’s at mine.” You shrugged, using your roommate as an excuse.

“Then let’s go somewhere else.” He suggested.

“Where?”

“I could get us a hotel.”

You stared at him for a moment, shaking your head. “Raul, you know…”

He sat at the edge of his bed reaching for your hand to pull you closer to him. You stood between his legs, where he looked up at you. “I know what?” He whispered.

“You know nothing would happen right?”

“Mhm.” He nodded, reaching up to caress your cheek.

“So what would be the point?”

He smiled softly, eyes going soft, tonguing the metal in his lip. “The point?” He said softly, watching you nod. “The point would be getting to spend the night with my love. To hold you all night, cuddle you, feel like we’re in our own world, our own bubble. With no roommates, no shitty dorm food, and no annoying ass brothers having a sexfest next door.”

You giggled at that and shake your head. “I don’t want you to waste your money like that.”

“It’s not a waste, I really want to.” He pleaded.

“I’m not worth it.” You whispered, shrugging.

His eyes went hard, brows furrowing, lips pursing. “Of course you’re worth it. How could you ever say that to me? Of course you’re worth it. You’re worth it Baby. I promise you that. Let’s pack a bag and we’ll go.” He stood.

“I don’t have clothes here.”

“Borrow mine.”

“Raul.” You sighed, not thinking this was a good idea, surely he’d regret this by the end of the night.

“Baby, if we get into the room and you’re uncomfortable at any moment I’ll drive you back to your dorm okay? But I want to spend the night with you. I want to watch your favorite Rom Coms and eat a bunch of junk food. I want to hold you and snuggle you, and I really want to see you in only my clothes. I want to share a bed with you, and sleep with you on my chest all night.”

You blushed at his words, nodding at him and walking up to him to plant a small kiss to his cheek. “Okay.”

“Okay good.” He huffs. “Now you start packing while I go to the bathroom to get that stuff, I have an extra toothbrush you can have.”

You nodded and watched as he walked out of the room, being sure to close the door behind him. Raul did a little happy dance once he got to the hallway, and knocked on the door to the bathroom.

“Just a sec.” Shawn called.

As Shawn opened the bathroom door, Peter was just stepping out of his bedroom.

“Hey,” Shawn ran a hand through his sweaty hair, chest heaving.

“Gross.” Raul gagged, Peter following along.

“Y’all are jealous.” Shawn grinned.

“No, we’re revolted.” Peter responded, both brothers watching as Raul grabbed his toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant and an extra toothbrush from the drawer. “You going somewhere?”

“Yeah.” Raul smiled walking out of the bathroom.

“Where?” Shawn asked.

“To a hotel.”

“Why?” Peter grabbed his shoulder to stop him.

“Um well, Y/n was finally getting a little more comfortable with me.” He shrugged, scratching the back of his neck, cheeks blushing red.

“Intimately?” Shawn asked softly, all boys knowing the ins and outs of their relationships.

“Yeah, that was until someone was having their own intimate time.” Raul glared at Shawn.

“Oh.”

“Yeah ‘oh’ she tried to go but I was able to convince her to go with me to a hotel.”

“Are you finally gonna?” Peter asked.

Raul rolled his eyes. “No, and would you two stop saying ‘finally’ like it’s annoying we haven’t. I’m happy, really happy, and I don’t want to pressure her. She’s everything to me. I just want some alone time with her, in peace. I don’t want roommates coming home and trying to join our movie marathon. I really don’t want bed posts banging into the wall and my brothers girlfriend moaning so loud I can barely hear my own girlfriend.”

Shawn smiles bashfully, looking down to the floor.

“So we’re going to a hotel for a night to ourselves, maybe I can get her comfortable again and maybe we’ll talk. Maybe we’ll stay two nights. I don’t know, all I know is I want her in any way she’ll give me.”

All three boys stood straight when they heard Raul’s door open. “Oh, hi.” You blushed embarrassed you’d caught them in conversation. “Um, I was gonna ask if you wanted me to pack your laptop?”

Raul smiled at your pink cheeks, “No Baby I think we’ll be okay. They have TV’s there.”

You looked to the floor embarrassed at how stupid your question sounds out loud. “Right, sorry.” You said, looking back to his room. “Carry on.”

Raul noticed how you wouldn’t look at either of them, and how you curled in on yourself when Shawn’s girlfriend exited his room in nothing but Shawn’s t shirt and walked straight into the bathroom.

“Hey,” He whispered, getting you to look up at him. “Still with me?”

You nodded, turning quickly and hightailing back to his room.

“Have a nice night,” Raul said to his brothers, following his girl back into his room to find you sitting on his bed with your head in your hands. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked kneeling in front of you.

“Does it bother you that I’m not like that?” You ask looking up at him with insecurity in your eyes.

“Like what?”

“Like that?” You point to his door.

“Like what?” He asks again.

“Like her?”

Raul was completely lost, in what you were saying, in the situation. “Okay Baby,” He took your hands. “I’m gonna be a dumb guy for a moment.” He intertwined his fingers with yours. “Like who?”

“Carla?”

His eyebrows furrowed. “Carla?” His face pinched. “Shawn’s girlfriend?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay I’m still gonna be a dumb guy. What are you asking me?”

“Do you ever wish I was confident like her? That I would let you fuck me in a house full of boys, including your brothers? That I would walk out of your room in just your shirt?”

He stared at you like you’d grown two heads.

“Listen to me.” He shook his head. “I’m in love with you. I’m in love with everything about you. Do I ever wish you were different? Fuck no, please excuse my language.” He kissed your hands. “This you right here in front of me, is the you I want for the rest of my life. Please don’t ever think that I want different, because I don’t.”

“Are you sure?”

“I am 1000% sure, you’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more.”

You sat there for a moment and stewed on his words before sighing. “I packed an extra pair of your boxers to wear to bed tonight. Is that okay?”

He laughed, hanging his head. “Yeah Babygirl, that’s perfect.”

“Okay, well are you ready?”

“I didn’t pack.” He looked up at you.

“I packed for you.”

“Okay well then let me throw this stuff in the bag and we can go.”

Raul wrapped his arms around you from behind as you took in the view from the large windows in your room. You knew this room had to of cost him a pretty penny but he was determined not to let you know how much.

“Raul, this is too much.”

“It’s not enough.” His words are muffled by your shoulder since his lips were planting kisses there.

“I love you.” You whispered, smiling wider when he squeezed you tighter.

“I love you so much Babygirl.”

You didn’t use those words often, actions spoke louder for you, but you knew how much they meant to him and felt the need in this moment.

“But I’m so tired.” You whined, leaning back against him.

“Then get changed, and we’ll watch movies until you fall asleep.” He kissed a string of kisses up your neck.

He turned the TV on, logging into his Netflix account and selecting your profile so he could choose from one of the movies you’d saved. He was in bed, under the covers, in a t shirt and his sleep pants when you walked out, a pair of his boxers hanging off your hips, arms crossed across your chest as you were only wearing your bra.

“Um,” You bite your lip as you look at him. “Can I wear your shirt?”

His eyes were wide, and he had to swallow twice to get control over himself. He has yet to see you shirtless so to watch you walk out in only your lacy bra and his boxers had him chubbing.

He whipped his shirt off his frame holding it out to you, not saying a word. You grinned when you took it from him, never losing eye contact with him as you slipped it on, and then wordlessly reaching up the back unclipping your bra with one hand and pulling the straps off through the sleeves. He gulped when you tugged your bra off, throwing it towards the bag on the side of the room.

“It’s pretty.” He murmured.

“What is?”

“Your bra.”

You laughed, crawling into bed.

“And you said you weren’t confident.” He stared at you with wide eyes.

“I’m not.”

“That was so extremely hot, your confidence right then was-,” He shook his head.

“Really?”

“Mhm.” He looked back at the screen, freezing as you got closer to him. “Give me a minute.”

“What?” It was then that you realized what was going on. “Oh my god, really?”

Raul looked over at you, “Really what?” He asked breathlessly.

You looked away as you asked this question, embarrassed you were asking at all. “Did I make you hard?”

Raul groaned and rolled away. “I’m sorry.”

You watched him as he buried his face into the pillow. “Why are you apologizing?” You laughed.

He rolled over to his back, peering at you. “I don’t want to pressure you.”

“You’re not.”

“Are you sure?”

“So sure Baby.” You climbed up and swung a leg over his waist, straddling him.

“This isn’t helping me.”

“Maybe I might wanna help you in another way.”

“Good lord.” He wheezed when your fingers ran down his chest and dipped into his sleep pants. “You really are trying to kill me eh?”

“You really liked my bra huh?”

“I really like you, let’s get that clear.”

“This hasn’t happened-”

He leaned up, stealing a kiss from your lips. “Baby,” He shook his head. “You make me hard all the time, trust me.” He nodded. “I just don’t want to pressure you into something you don’t want to do so I um, take care of things on my own.”

“Really? All the time?”

“Babe, I popped a boner in class last week when you gave your presentation because you were wearing my hoodie and had my hickey on your neck.”

You blushed and looked down at his torso. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.”

“You um,” You take a breath, “You turn me on too.” You whisper, looking up into his eyes.

“Yeah?” He asks softly.

“Yeah.” You nod, deciding to be bold for a moment.

You reach out and grab his hand, guiding it into his boxers on your hips, letting him feel your wet heat. He groaned low and that did things to you you never thought possible. “God you’re really wet.” He growled.

“Because of you.” You whisper.

His eyes were dilated with want and desire and he was fighting every cell in his being to not flip you over and have his nasty way with you.

“Raul.” You gripped his wrist tighter.

“Yeah Baby?”

“Will you-”

“Will I what?”

“Will you show me how to be confident?”

He stared at you. “Baby you are confident. Look at you.”

“Then will you, will you teach me how to be confident while we-”

“Use your words Baby.”

“While we make love?”

His eyes flared with intense fire and he growled as he flipped you over. “Oh god honey you’re gonna kill me.”

“Is that good?” You asked softly.

“So good.” He inhaled your scent. “I’m gonna go slow, I want this special. Please talk me through it too okay? I want all your thoughts, your wants, desires.” He stared into your eyes.

Raul woke up with a big smile on his face, his arms wrapped around you, face nuzzled into your neck. He squeezed you tight for a moment, inhaling deeply as the sunrise brightens the room. You shift a bit, unaware that he’s awake.

“Good morning Beautiful.” His gravelly morning voice greets you.

“Morning.” You smile, interlocking your fingers with his that are on your stomach.

“How are you feeling?” He asks you, kissing at your neck.

“I’m deliciously sore.”

“That’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever heard.”

You giggle and roll over to face him, taking in his sleep swollen eyes, red kissed swollen lips, and pink blushed cheeks.

“So if I told you I booked the room for the weekend would you stay with me again tonight?” He asks.

“And if I told you I packed us enough clothes for the weekend would you accept that as my answer?”

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forever--darling · 4 years

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not too far away - s.m. (part seven)

a/n: where he calls and she comes running to his rescue

warnings: 6.7k words of drunk shawn, upset reader, and an anxiety attack

VII. bottle of gin

him

The next morning, Shawn woke up the harsh stream of sunlight hitting him in his eyes. Sometime last night after he downed a couple more beers, he crashed onto his mattress that still hadn’t been put into the bed frame so it was just lying on the wood floor. The curtains hadn’t been put up and the large windows that peered across his wall let the morning city light shine in. At first, he laid still, eyes scanning the room for a few seconds before he remembered that this was his new apartment. Noticing his phone on the floor next to the mattress, he picked it up to check the time and let out a groan at it reading eight o’clock.

He slowly peeled himself off of the plump white mattress, that only had a blanket thrown across it at the moment, and began to make his way towards the kitchen. His sweats were hanging low on his hips and his hair was tousled and messy. Shawn was already feeling the after-effects of having those extra couple beers the night before. His head was throbbing and his stomach felt like it couldn’t stop turning. He felt dizzy and as he went to rub his eyes he almost failed to notice the broken glass that sprawled across the floor. The glass bottle he had knocked over the night before still lay in pieces, the beer now dried and sticky on the new floor meaning it was going to be a pain for him to scrub later.

Sighing, Shawn stepped over the mess and approached his fridge to grab a bottle of water, which was all that seemed to be in there at the moment. He took the cap off and began to swig down the drink, the coolness traveling down his throat. Collapsing onto one of the bar stools, he looked at his phone again now looking at all the texts he had received from his mom, friends, and sister. None of which read Y/N’s name. He let out another sigh but took interest in Aaliyah’s text that had been sent only minutes prior to Shawn waking up.

It read, “About to leave with Y/N for a shopping day at the mall. I don’t know what you did but thank you, Shawn, because I couldn’t be any happier to have her back. Love you and probably see you later!”

He smiled lightly at the message because though he had yet to know the truth clearly him and Y/N making up put a huge impact not only on him but his family. He had never seen his parents so happy besides there family dinners where they would go to the Y/L/N house or they would go to theirs. Everything was back to the way it was and the person that seemed the happiest about that besides Shawn was Aaliyah. She had held onto the hope that Y/N would come back and she did and here she was now about to spend the day with the younger Mendes. Aaliyah had gotten her big sister figure back and he knew that if things didn’t work out between him and Y/N that was the one positive about this whole thing.

Sending a simple, “love you too and have a great girl’s day” back Shawn swiped off of Aaliyah’s name and clicked on Y/N’s being met with their messages from the day before. He smiled as he went to type, “sorry about last night. Have a fun day with Aaliyah, we’ll talk later.”

But as he went to send it, something in Shawn pulled him back and instead he deleted it locking his phone. He dropped the black device onto the counter and ran his fingers through his tousled hair. So far he knew his day would be spent finishing the spare bedroom furniture, putting his mattress into his bed frame, and unpacking boxes. Turns out that wouldn’t be the only thing he’d be doing when his phone vibrated against the counter with another message. This one not from his sister or Y/N, which he hoped, but instead his friend Brian.

“Hey man, heard you were back in town. Some of the guys and I want to get drinks tonight and think you should join. You in?” It said.

His fingers began to tap against his kitchen counter as he stared at the message. It took him a few seconds before his thumbs began to hover over the keyboard and type a reply back. “I have a better idea. Party at my new apartment tonight. I’ll send you the address. Spread the word.”

Hitting send, he knew there was no going back but either way he didn’t really care because though he was a little hungover he desperately wanted to continue to wash his problems away with the comfort that came with shots or a bottle of gin.

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“So what are we doing first?” Aaliyah asked excitedly bouncing up and down in the passenger seat as she buckled herself in.

You sent her a look, crossing your fingers, hoping that it would be okay, “Well I was thinking the mall but if you don’t like the idea we can find something else.”

“No,” she smiled, “The mall is perfect.”

“Good because your mom said you needed to find a dress for some dance,” you continued pulling your sunglasses down from your head, relieved that they didn’t get caught in your hair.

“Oh yeah, I do. I almost forgot,” Aaliyah chuckled to herself, “The dance is only a week and a half away.”

“Really, are you excited?” you asked as you pulled out of the Mendes driveway and began to make your way towards the mall that happened to be around a fifteen-minute drive.

“Yeah, I guess,” she sighed slumping in the passenger seat.

You chuckled, “You guess? What do you mean you guess? Karen said that you were looking forward to it since the boy that you liked asked you to go with him.”

She nodded beginning to twirl a piece of her hair around her finger, “I was excited at first because I mean he is really cute and I like him so nothing sounded better than a night spent dancing with my friends and him.”

“Then what is it, Aaliyah?” you asked sending her a glance before turning back towards the road, “It’s okay to be nervous.”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just now I would rather spend the night with you and Shawn. Even James if he was off work.”

You sighed, “Aaliyah.”

“It’s just, I feel like we have so much more to catch up on and when it’s the four of us it feels like the old times. Nothing sounds more perfect to me honestly because for the longest time I thought I’d never get to see you again… or like this I mean.” A small frown was placed on the girl’s lips and you couldn’t feel much more guilt than you had at that moment and knew you would eventually have to tell her the truth.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

Her eyes moved towards you and a sad smile lifted at the corners of her lips, “You don’t have to say that.”

“I do though,” you admitted fingers tapping at the steering wheel, “I was going through some stuff after your brother left and I just needed some time to myself. To figure some things out but I should’ve never handled the situation with you and your parents like that. I’m sorry and I want you to know how much I love you and your family. Plus, it looks like I’m not going anywhere anytime soon so I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”

“Oh no,” Aaliyah said sarcastically with a wide smile, as she lifted her hand to you, pinky up, “Promise?”

Giving her your right pinky, you locked it around hers, “Promise.”

You turned your attention back towards the roads that you always used to take to get to the mall those few years ago but when you thinking that silence was going to finally set in and the radio would be turned up, Aaliyah’s voice broke through the air again. “Okay, so now that that’s settled I think there are some things we need to talk about.”

“Oh yeah,” you chuckled raising an eyebrow, “What things?”

“Just you know things that involve my tall dorky singing brother, “ she paused eyeing you, “That you seem to be spending a lot of time with.”

“Oh god,” you groaned peeking towards Aaliyah to see her grinning towards you.

She turned sideways in the passenger seat, loosening her seat belt, “Yeah so I’ve been thinking.”

“Really, you’ve been thinking. About what, may I ask,” you felt your stomach start to shake with nerves and your hands grip tightly to the steering wheel. You had a feeling that whatever she was about to ask about Shawn wasn’t going to be good.

“Well, it’s just you and Shawn…” she stopped.

You rolled your eyes, “Yes.”

“I think the two of you-”

“Ahh, stop,” you cut her off not wanting to hear her finish her sentence afraid that you might admit to the minor crush that had formed on Shawn over the past week or so.

She didn’t care about your sudden need to change the subject because you and her both knew that what you were feeling about Shawn was way past the line of friendship, “What? I just want to know if you-”

You cut her off again, “We are not talking about this.”

“What why?” she asked her smile widening at the blush that was forming on your cheeks, “Is there something you aren’t telling me about Shawn.”

A nervous laugh passed your lips and you knew that she could sense that it was fake, “We’re not going to talk about this. Let’s talk about… your dress. What kind of your dress are you thinking of getting?”

Your face felt hot and you knew that it probably looked red and the smug grin that was on Aaliyah’s face gave away that she could see it. Mentally kicking yourself, you knew that there was a one hundred percent chance that by the end of your girl’s day Aaliyah would find out about your not so innocent thoughts and feelings about your best friend.

It was now the afternoon and it had taken you to visit four stores before Aaliyah had eventually found the perfect dress. It was a white short sleeveless dress that fell to above her knees. The top was lace with a sparkling silver belt around her waist sitting above where her bottom skirt flared out. It was perfect and Aaliyah had jumped with glee at the sight. After the long couple of hours spent looking for the dress, you two had become hungry. You had found yourselves in the food court where you had collapsed at one of the tables and ordered two sandwiches with a basket of fries. Now the baskets were empty and in its place where two cones of ice cream in your hand and Aaliyah’s. You two were silent in the middle of the food court that was erupting with voices, enjoying the treat you had gotten.

That silence once again didn’t last that long though because Aaliyah’s curiosity was still burning strong. “This last week you and Shawn have been inseparable.”

Your eyes locked onto her who had continued eating her ice cream like she hadn’t spoken at all. “Yeah well Aaliyah if you haven’t noticed I haven’t seen my best friend in four years.”

“Ha yeah except what I walked in on at dinner the other day looked like more than just friends.”

Your throat became dry and you couldn’t swallow the lump that was forming knowing that she was more than right, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, bud. Shawn and I have always been just friends and it will stay that way.”

She had you right where she wanted you and you couldn’t think of anything to say except the truth.

“Sure,” she chuckled, “You know you should just tell him. He’s as crazy about you as you are about him.”

“Going in one ear out the other, Li,” you smiled taking a lick from the cone.

She laughed again, “You’re impossible you know that. What are you so afraid of? I don’t get it you two have had that look in your eyes towards each other since the seventh grade maybe even before that.”

Shaking your head, you quirked an eyebrow, “Don’t you think we should be talking about this boy that’s taking you to the dance and not Shawn.”

“Why would we have to talk about Jake when we already know that I like him. Shawn on the other hand, we should find out how you feel about him,” she had stopped eating her ice cream at this point too occupied with the conversation you were having.

“Okay, and that’s enough,” you replied beginning to stand from your seat at the table, “Let’s go I have a few more things we can do before I return you home. Your parents won’t mind if your home a little late will they?”

“First of all, this conversation isn’t over,” she paused sticking her finger up towards you as she followed suit standing from her chair, “Second of all, we both know they won’t care because I’m with you.”

You smiled, “This conversation is over. Now come on.”

The rest of the day had gone to plan. You had gone to the movies to see the new chick flick Aaliyah had been dying to see and then after that went to your favorite bowling place you usually went with Shawn to have pizza and get a lane. Let’s just say Aaliyah was better at bowling than the older Mendes was. By the time you had gotten into the car and began to make your way back to the house, it was around eleven o’clock. As soon as Aaliyah had buckled herself into the passenger seat and her head fell back against the cushioned headrest she had fallen asleep. It had been a long day. It was fun but it was long so it wasn’t a shock that she was so tired because you were just as tired. Not able to take the silence, you turned the radio on letting the soft music of the radio station fill your ears. After a while you soon found yourself humming along under your breath exactly like Shawn would if he was in the car.

You sighed at the thought of him. You really should text him, you thought to yourself. Last night was never supposed to end like it had but it did. He had tried to once again find out the truth before you were ready and you did what you knew best. Ran. He was frustrated and you knew that but you just weren’t ready. You at least shouldn’t have left that was a dick move. Maybe he was still awake, who were you kidding, of course, he was still awake. Shawn was always awake late into the night either writing down song lyrics or playing video games like a normal twenty year old boy would.

If you were with him right now, you would probably be sat on the couch next to him, legs sprawled across his lap, watching as he screamed at the TV if he lost. It would be a sight. His curls would be messy and no doubt have a pair of sweatpants adorning his bottom half as a tightly fitted tee would be molded around his perfect torso. You were practically drooling at the thought and thanked God that Aaliyah was asleep because if she wasn’t she would have easily noticed it.

Finally, at eleven twenty-three, you had pulled into the Mendes driveway Aaliyah still sound asleep next to you. Putting the car in park, you shook her shoulder and she began to stir in response, “Aaliyah, we’re here.”

The girl sat up in the passenger seat and began to rub her eyes as they set sight onto her house that stood with the lights still on waiting for her to come home. A lazy smile pulled at her lips. “Thank you, for today.”

“Of course, we’ll do it again sometime okay?” you smiled back at her as she began to lean over the car console to pull you into a hug. She nodded pulling away to reach for the handle on the door. “And have a good time at your dance.”

You added handing her the plastic bag that contained the dress she would be dancing the night away in. Her eyes widened at your words in confusion though. “I’ll see you before then though right?”

You laughed, “Yeah probably but just in case. Now go and get some sleep.”

“Okay, we’ll talk later,” Aaliyah replied as she popped open the door and stepped out.

She closed the door behind her and as she made her way towards the front door of the house, she stopped to send you a small wave over her shoulder. You waved back and waited until she was inside before you decided to pull out of the driveway. As you went to put the car in reverse though, your phone stopped you. It was ringing with that ringtone that was only for Shawn. Taking a deep breath, you placed the phone against your ear and answered.

“Hey,” your heart had lifted and you felt a smile forming on your lips but that started to drop as he answered.

“Heyyyy, Y/NNN,” His words were slurred. Had he been drinking?

As he went quiet on the other line that’s when you were able to take notice of the loud music in the background and the many other voices. “Shawn where are you?” you asked.

“At mmy apartment. Where elseee,” he chuckled.

You began to tug on your short locks anxiously, “What’s going on. Why is it so loud.”

“I'm throwing a partyyy. T-That’s why I’m callinggg,” he chuckled again, “I w-was hoping y-you’d come over. Weee both know the party isn’t the same w-without you h-here.”

You tugged at your hair letting out a frustrated groan, “I’m on my way. Just don’t do anything stupid okay.”

“For youu. Of coursee,” his voice slurred again and as you hung up the phone you could hear someone calling out for Shawn.

You were in Pickering and his apartment was in the city which meant another forty-minute drive. This was starting to become an everyday thing and you weren’t sure if you could deal with that but you knew if it was for Shawn you would go anywhere for him.

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Shawn knew he was drunk. Really drunk. He knew because he was to the state where he could barely form coherent sentences and he was swaying on his feet. And he felt like if he drank any more his stomach would explode yet even when that feeling formed he didn’t put the gin bottle down. Instead, he just gripped it in his hand tighter as he stumbled around the apartment that was once clean. Chatter filled the room, and the bass from the music made the floors shake a little. He was supposed to be DJing but after around the first half hour he got sick of clicking through songs and just queued up a playlist for the rest of the night so he could get a drink.

As he made his way into the living room, he swayed slightly at the feeling of a hand clasping around his shoulder. Looking towards his left, he found Brian. “Shawn, buddy, you down for a round of shots? A bunch of us are going to do one.”

Brian wasn’t in as bad of a shape as Shawn clearly. In fact, Brian wasn’t even drunk… yet at least. No for the last hour or so he had been nursing some beers but as soon as people started to arrive, Shawn downed a couple rounds of tequila shots and then snatched the gin from his kitchen cabinet he had bought that afternoon. Shawn was shitfaced and with one look his way anyone could see that but no one knew why so fast or why he wasn’t his usual happy laughing self that drunk Shawn usually was. Nope, he was sulking and not enjoying the party he had hosted.

Shawn’s hand raised lazily showing the gin bottle in his hand, “Nahhh, I’m okayy.”

Just as he was going to wander off, the grip on his shoulder tightened. The redhead had a worried look in his eye, “Don’t you think you should slow down.”

“No, I’m fineee,” Shawn shook off Brian’s hand and in doing so almost fell.

“I think you should-” before Brian could finish his sentence he was cut off by the loud banging coming from the front door. It didn’t sound like a normal knock of someone wanting to join the party, it sounded like someone who was angry.

“I’ll get that,” Brian said.. As the redhead began to make his way towards the front door, Shawn slumped against the wall he was standing by, his bottom lip puffing out into a pout.

Brian answered the door and though the music was loud, Shawn could hear the voice of the person who was in the hallway loud and clear. “Brian, where is he?”

“Y/N, hi, it’s been so long,” Brian replied happily but only got pushed aside as she forced her way into the apartment that was overflowing with people.

“I didn’t come to catch up, Brian. I came to see Shawn,” she said annoyed.

He could make her out in the edge of the kitchen from where he stood against the wall. Her hair was in that half up half down look, he loved so much. She was dressed in a pair of black jeans with a white shirt and jacket. No doubt probably having just gotten done with her girl’s day when he had called. He admired her from where he stood, not able to find the words to call out to her. He didn’t have to though because as her large Y/E/C eyes scanned the room they finally landed on him at the very edge. Shawn watched as her shoulders slumped in relief at his shitfaced state.

Y/N pushed her way through the crowd not caring about the glares she was getting from those she shoved aside. She stopped in front of him and her palm had instantly found its way to his flushed cheek. One side effect that alcohol did to Shawn, made his cheeks rosier than they were on an average day.

Shawn leaned into her touch as he stared down at her frazzled form, “You’re hereee.”

“Of course I’m here you drunk idiot,” she said pushing that single curl that flopped onto his forehead out of his face.

“I-It’s just after l-last night. I didn’t t-think you’d comeee,” he sighed falling forward as he tried to lean closer to her.

She held his arm steadily as his head bumped into hers. He began to laugh that drunken laugh and it was then that she noticed the bottle of gin in his hand. A frown found its way onto her lips. Taking the bottle from his hand, she placed it down onto a table near them before she began to lead him down the hallway towards his room, “Come on, Shawn.”

She had never seen him drunk before so this was all new for her. His arm was wrapped around her and she was having trouble supporting his weight but she still managed to get him into the master bedroom. It was full of boxes but the room was so big the boxes only took up a small corner. His mattress was finally in the metal bed frame with a white comforter thrown across the top. Pulling him over towards the bed, she sat him down and Shawn held onto her hip to stop him from falling back onto the mattress. “The party is still going onnn,” he whined.

“Yeah, well for you it’s not,” Y/N replied walking over towards the dresser Shawn had put together the day before. She pulled out a pair of black sweatpants and dropped them onto the bed next to him.

“Y/N, I have to hostttt,” he argued pulling her closer in between his legs much like he had days ago in his childhood bedroom.

“I’ll take care of everything,” she whispered stroking his cheek, “You need to rest. I’ll get you some water and you are going to drink all of it and then crawl into bed. The bathroom is only a few steps away if you need it.”

Shawn hummed, his eyes starting to droop as she spoke. They widened though at the feeling of her fingers reaching his belt. His head lolled down to see her hands undoing his black belt that was wrapped around his waist. At first, he didn’t comment on it but he couldn’t help himself when he felt her pulling his black jeans down his legs.

“Geez, Y/L/N if youuu wanted to get meee naked you could’ve just askeddd,” he teased feeling his pants drop to his ankles and slide off of him altogether.

“In your dreams, Mendes,” she replied beginning to pull the sweatpants onto his lower half.

Though it was meant to be in the same bubbly tone that he had spoken. Shawn could hear that it wasn’t. She was upset and though since the moment she had gotten here she had been nothing but sweet to him, he knew that she was not happy. Probably because he threw this party and got drunk because of their small disagreement and then called her to come take over to host and clean up the mess later as he puked his insides out. He was sure that if she wasn’t mad at him for the night before she definitely was mad at him now.

“Are y-you u-upset?” he asked suddenly sounding like a child.

“Yes, Shawn, I am but let’s not worry about that right now,” she said tying the strings of his sweatpants, “I’ll be right back.”

Shawn nodded and watched as she retreated towards the door and it was right as she was closing it behind her that he felt his stomach turn and started to make a run for his clean new bathroom.

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You mumbled a small bye to the last remaining guests of the party who were swaying from side to side as they left Shawn’s apartment. It was nearing three in the morning and you felt like you were going to die of exhaustion. Maybe you were exaggerating but at that moment that’s how you actually felt. For the next half hour, you spent the time cleaning up his apartment though you had no reason to since it was his party and his apartment, but you did it anyways knowing he would be too hungover to do it in the morning. Knowing that you should probably check on him, after hearing him make a run for the bathroom as you left, you trudged down the hallway until you were in front of his bedroom door. You opened it and walked in to find a Shawn Mendes asleep and sprawled across his bed, shirtless and sweatpants slipping down his waist.

You were mad, of course, you were. Brian had not only let Shawn throw a party at his new apartment but hadn’t been keeping an eye on him and if you hadn’t been there he might have drunk himself into the hospital. You weren’t sure if this was normal for him. If he usually drank this much until he passed out or if this was the first time he tried. Either way, you didn’t want to know. Deciding you were going to stay the night, in case Shawn ended up being sick again or needed anything, you knew that you would leave sometime in the morning before you would have to have a conversation about the party. You weren’t in the mood to talk about it because it made you mad just thinking about it and if He couldn’t see why it made you upset there was a chance you would have another argument. You couldn’t deal with that which is why you were going to leave before he woke up.

Walking over to the side of the bed, you smiled at the sight of Shawn’s face being pressed into his pillow only showing half of it. Curls splayed across his forehead and his lips pushed out with small breaths passing by them. And at that moment you knew that Aaliyah was right, Loretta was right, and most importantly Demi was right. You had feelings for this boy that went deeper than friendship and at the very minute, you couldn’t find any excuses to deny that.

The next morning you had done exactly what you had said the night before. After sleeping by Shawn’s side on a small couch in his room, you made sure he was doing okay before you slipped out of his room and apartment without a sound. You had a morning shift to go to for work before a class and you knew if he questioned why you weren’t there in the morning you would use that excuse. Stopping at your apartment for a few minutes, you showered and changed before heading off to work a three-hour shift and then have to head to an hour and a half lecture. The whole day you had been getting texts and calls from Shawn but you ignored every single one like you were sixteen again and had just found out you were sick. It made you feel guilty but you knew if he wanted to talk and fix this small tension that had formed he would.

It was around dinner time when you had stumbled back to your apartment on the phone with your mom who was asking if you were coming home to have dinner with them and the Mendes since it was your family's turn to host. You explained that you had a very long day and weren’t feeling like commuting forty minutes to have to return in the morning. She understood but then asked if Shawn was with you because he wasn’t going to be returning home for dinner either. You didn’t want to worry your mother with your small fight if you could even call it that, and instead just said that he probably had some things to do with his apartment.

After a little more convincing you had gotten her to hang up and you collapsed onto your couch with a sigh. Your phone continued to buzz with text messages. You didn’t even have to look to know it was Shawn. You ignored it and it was then you felt like you were having a flashback to four years ago and felt your heartbreak inside your chest.

Soon the buzzing stopped and you grew worried. Thinking once and for all he was done with you. It made you scared beyond belief that you started to reach for your phone but stopped at the harsh knocking that sounding outside your door. It sounded frantic and like whatever was on the other side was important. You jumped from your spot on the couch and hurried towards the door. Hand gripped tightly around the doorknob, you pulled it open to be met with a sight like the one you hadn’t seen since you were fifteen years old.

There Shawn was stood. Clothes wrinkled, curls looking like he had been tugging on them and amber eyes wide with worry. There was a sheet of sweat across his forehead and his nostrils were flaring like he wasn’t able to breathe right. He was gripping onto the doorway because it was the only thing keeping him upright. He closed his eyes for a second like he was trying to calm himself down but it wasn’t working. His breathing only became worse to the point where he was starting to hyperventilate. His face was starting to turn red and tears were forming in his eyes.

“I-I’m sorry,” he was barely able to get his words out and you felt all anger fade away at the distressed Shawn before you.

He had always had a problem with anxiety and so did you. You were able to help each other through it but because you hadn’t been around each other in years you hadn’t seen him have an attack in a long time. You hated seeing him this way and even worse hated being the person to cause this.

“P-Please don’t i-ignore me,” he choked out, “please.”

Taking both of his arms, you pulled him into your apartment and started to feel tears of your own forming at his broken state. You stared at him rubbing soothing circles into his forearms as his breathing ceased to slow down.

“I-I need you,” he cried hand reaching for your waist.

Without another second to waste, you pulled him into your arms. He gripped onto you tightly as your arms winded around his neck, your fingers beginning to run through the curls at the back of his head. You could feel the way his chest continued to move rapidly up and down against yours and his tears that were starting to soak the sleeve of your shirt. His uneven breaths being heard in your ear. “Shh,” you cooed.

You held him and did multiple things to try and calm his state that would usually work like speaking quietly into his ear or taking slow steady breaths. You even placed a kiss at the base of his neck to gain some sort of reaction but nothing worked. He was still hyperventilating and you needed to get him to stop. It’s then that it came to mind. The one thing you would always do when you were having an attack or feeling anxious. It was the only thing that could ever calm you down when you were in this state.

At first, you just started humming. The notes sounding effortless since you had heard this song on repeat millions of times. You felt Shawn go stiff in your arms and you knew he instantly recognized the song too.

“Hey, I know there are some things we need to talk about. But I can't stay. Just let me hold you for a little longer now,” you began to sing quietly, “Take a piece of my heart. And make it all your own. So when we are apart. You'll never be alone.”

Within a minute, Shawn’s breaths began to slow down and his grip had loosened from around you. He was taking deep breaths in and out, and you knew he was solely focused on your voice. You continued to stroke the back of his neck as your voice became quieter and quieter with each lyric because it was working. He was no longer hyperventilating and his whole body wasn’t shaking either. Your tears were dried against your cheeks at this point and your eyes were shut tightly hoping that his attack wouldn’t start up again. Sighing into the feeling of him giving you a soft squeeze the last few words fell from your lips in a whisper, “You’ll never be alone.”

Shawn stood still in your arms for a few more minutes before he slowly unwrapped himself from around you. His eyes were bloodshot and his face red, curls falling in his eyes. He stared at your mouth open in shock and amber eyes staring at you utter confusion. You brought your hand up to his neck where your thumb began to trace his jawline a smile lifting at your lips.

“It’s the only thing that’s ever made me feel better during an attack,” you explained feeling Shawn’s warm hand splayed across your lower back.

He didn’t say anything. How could he? His voice was probably raw from crying and trying to swallow the lump that was in the back of his throat. Plus who would want to talk right away after having an attack? If it were you wouldn’t have and you knew Shawn didn’t either. So it was okay that he didn’t say anything at your reply because the smile that started to form on his lips was enough of an answer that you needed. And you swore as you saw his white teeth poking out behind his lips, your heart skipped a beat.

It had only taken minutes before you and Shawn relocated to your couch. After the attack, his eyes began to droop and all energy had disappeared like it usually did after these. Because of that and how emotional he clearly still was, you refused to send him home and knew it would probably be best if he just stayed with you. That’s how you ended up laying under a sleeping Shawn Mendes.

Your legs were tangled with his and his arms were wrapped around your waist with his head laying across your stomach. One of your hands splayed across his upper back rubbing up and down while the other held a book you had been reading for a couple of weeks. You could feel his steady breathing against your stomach and you couldn’t help that turning of your insides at having him this close to you. Of being able to feel his body heat warming up your cold legs and the beating of his heart against your thigh. The whole thing was overwhelming to the point where you had been stuck on the same page for three minutes rereading it, hoping the words would settle in your mind. You were about halfway down the page when your phone buzzed from the coffee table next to the couch. Saving your place in the book, you closed it and tossed it onto the table and took your phone finding a message from Demi.

That’s when you remembered that she was supposed to be stopping by to grab a shirt she had left at your apartment days prior. You said that she could because that was before you knew you would be caught tangled up with Shawn on your couch.

“Hey can I head up?” the text read.

You knew it was too late and you couldn’t just make up an excuse to make her go away. She was going to make comments about the position you were in but honestly, you couldn’t care less.

“Yeah, it’s unlocked so just let yourself in,” you replied.

Let herself in, she did. After minutes of drawing letters onto Shawn’s back out of your nerves, the front door of your apartment opened before slamming shut. Demi called out towards you and you cringed hoping it hadn’t woken Shawn up but he remained still against your frame. Demi was about to call out again but her voice got caught in her throat when her eyes finally fell on you on your couch. “Holy shit!” she exclaimed.

You shook your head and lifted your pointer finger to your lips to tell her to be quiet. She walked further into the room and stared down at you and Shawn eyes wide. Her purse dropped to the floor and her gaze kept moving from sleeping Shawn to you. You were waiting for her to say something, anything and the suspense was killing you.

Finally, she opened her mouth, “Did you-”

She didn’t finish though upon noticing you shaking your head already knowing the question she was going to ask. She gave you a displeasing look as you continued to rub your hands along Shawn’s back, able to feel the warmth through his shirt.

“Shit, you’re really in love with him,” she whispered falling into a chair across from the couch.

And as you looked away from Demi back towards Shawn whose hands were knotted into your shirt you knew that one hundred percent without a doubt, she was right.

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favorite memories about shawn mendes the tour

i’m keeping a list of memories about this tour in my drafts and will keep adding things until the end and post it

when shawn sings “lemme hear you say yeahhhhhh” in nervous (fuck)

him tripping or falling while performing

in my blood hugs

shawn’s first stadium concert! proud of him<3

ALESSIA CARA! I ADORE YOU SM! THANK YOU FOR JOINING THIS TOUR!

confetti during in my blood

iconic rose in the middle of b stage

light up bracelets

shawn singing happy birthday to alessia

josiah and connor bringing us all the content of shawn being himself on stage

connor brashier

brian craigen

olivia aita

shawn, alessia, brian, liv, and connor hanging out together all throughout europe content

shalessia content😌

when he dedicated his fix you cover to someone he met during his meet and greet<3

him taking selfies and videos with the audience’s phones while he’s performing

when shawn wore those flower crowns

video diaries of the tour provided by connor

him forgetting fallin’ all in you lyrics

where were you in the morning guitar riff (gives good vibes ngl)

ALL THE VISUALS! (especially why)

him changing the lyric, “i’m in toronto, and i got this view” in i can’t have you by replacing toronto with whatever city he was in

mike’s drumming videos (idk why, it just looks super cool and shit HAHA)

zubin, eddy, dave, and mike being legends

zubin and shawn coming together during guitar riffs

when he sits down on the edge of the stage during why

when he sings the first “i need to know” at the the beginning of mutual

jake trying to keep up with shawn when he’s running during in my blood

that one video connor tweeted about of him trying to keep up with shawn

alessia kissing the little girl on the forehead during one of the concerts<3

alessia crying during october for her last show on sm tour🥺

shawn’s fly being down during his stadium concert

him drinking tea with his legs crossed during q&a’s

shawn, zubin, mike, eddy, and dave all dressing up and performing jesse’s girl for the halloweeen concert

pretzel thrown at shawn during his concert

helping his trainer propose to his girlfriend (now fiancé!:))

hugging the couple that proposed during fallin’ all in you

when shawn tells the crowd to sing and clap during in my blood

him calling out couples in the crowd during fallin’ all in you

him calling out a brother and sister in the crowd as a couple during fallin’ all in you

him telling the crowd at glasgow that it was his first show off his anxiety medication, and how he felt it was important to him that he let us know🥺❤️

his finger snapping at the beginning of particular taste

him twirling around the stage throughout particular taste

when he goes back to the piano in particular taste for like 5 seconds

the where were you in the morning “yup”

shawn, mike, zubin, dave, and eddy all dressing up for halloween and performing jessie’s girl

his head tilts and kicks during jessies’s girl

when he taped “climate action now” on the back of his guitar

when he held up 🏳️‍🌈 during his buenos aires show

when he brought out ballerinas to dance on stage during his rio de janeiro show while he played a melody on the piano for them to dance to

when he looks away from the piano to look at the ballerinas dancing🥺

when he got sick and had to cancel one show, and everybody went all protective mode for him for a couple of days

when a fan during his q&a told him to say “ay up chuck” on stage in leeds, and he actually did it

when he sings “oh i wish that i could tell you that you’re all that i want” during why

those why guitar riffs

when both of his parents came to his shows, and shawn stopped on his way to b stage to hug and kiss them

when he sings “i pretend that i’m not REAAAAAAAAAADYYYYYYYY” during why

him throwing guitar picks into the crowd

him forgetting the lyrics, especially to fallin’ all in you

when he sings “why don’t we just get over ourselves...oooOOOHH YEAHHHHH” during why right before the guitar riff

when he wore that little santa hat headband

the CROWD during if i can’t have you

when the piano for lost in japan starts and that bright light comes out from the stage and everyone just starts screaming

and then you see shawn’s silhouette from the stage light

and then he goes on stage looking like an angel because of that light

when he tripped while running and hit a fan’s arm in the process

then he asks if the fan is okay before continuing to run

covers of fix you and i wanna dance with somebody

tank tops/sleeveless shirts because we see shawn’s muscles lol

when he wore blue jeans on stage

there’s a lot more that i’ve missed so feel free to add!

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Hey Girl! after seeing the hawaii home videos and your fic of tour diary moments what about Shawn x reader moments when they are at Hawaii ♥️

Hawaii Moments

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning: tiny bit of SMUT, fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors

Note: Happy reading this plotless story people! Feedback and comments will always be appreciated. Love you all!

One

It was your first day at Hawaii and the sun was shining brightly. Shawn thought it would be the perfect weather to be sitting out on the porch, sipping his iced tea, and watching how the waves crashing gently against the shore.

“This is just nice.” He says, shaping the words against your skin, his breath hot on your neck.

“Mhmm.” You hummed, cradling yourself more in his lap with your back resting against his chest. His arms wrapped around you, crossing over your stomach and stroking occasionally over your sides.

His lips press against your neck again, just lightly, gently kissing along the exposed skin in his reach, and trailing along the backside of your ear, before leaning down to your shoulder to gently drag his lips along it.

You let your fingers feather over to the front of his shirt, before messing with one of the buttons. Summer Shawn attire was definitely your favourite mainly because he would always wear something that made it hard for you to keep your hands to yourself. From short button-ups, sleeveless shirts and shorts that rolled up to mid-thigh, he would just look irresistible.

Meanwhile Shawn continues caressing your skin, lightly dragging his fingernails along your inner thighs, digging in a little more when he feels your breath hitch at the sensation. He proceeds to shift the legs of your shorts to stroke the skin underneath before letting the fabric fall back in place, “I love you.” He says.

“I love you too.” you giggle, as he continues to hold you closer and nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck.

Two

“So,” Brian calls attention to himself. “Who’s up for a game?”

Shawn scrunches his nose. “Why do I have a feeling I will regret this?”

“C’mon, you’ll like it!” Brian continues to say, while starting to hand out shot glasses for everyone and setting a tequila bottle down at the coffee table.

“Fine, I’ll start.” Connor starts, before looking around the room before his eyes landing on you and Meghan. “Never have I ever been blackout drunk.”

“Not fair,” you say, rolling your eyes, and taking your first drink alongside Meghan.

“Okay, I guess I’ll go next then.” You begin to say before Shawn can say anything or even take his first drink. “Never have I ever embarrassed myself on TikTok.”

“I was new at the app.” Shawn squawks. “It doesn’t count.”

Connor waves a hand dismissively. “What’s done is done,” he says, eyes full of pride, mouth split in a wide grin. “Drink up, Mendes.”

Shawn sighs and gulps the shot of glass lined up in front of him.

As the night gets colder, the game continues for a longer time, and everyone has their fair shot in drinking ,and the atmosphere finally gets loose and comfortable. The questions also somehow got less serious over time, allowing for giggly remarks and embarrassing tales to slip out.

“Never have I ever had sex outside the bedroom.”

You and Shawn reluctantly take another sip of drink, ignoring how his entire body flushes hot, red blush slowly creeping up on his neck, his ears and his whole goddamn face, making it extremely hard for him to hide the awkwardness.

Although his head couldn’t stop playing the memories, triggered by that question. There was definitely a brief moment backstage, and maybe there were a couple of times at a janitor’s closet, and both of you are definitely no strangers to joining the mile high club.

“Never have I ever sent a nude photo to someone.”

There are definitely many mirror selfies of you saved to his camera roll. Either you were wearing his favourite set of lingerie that you own, his shirt, a rather revealing bathing suit or just a picture meant to be in a teasing behaviour, telling him that you missed him and he should probably head home soon instead of spending more long hours at the studio.

“Okay, last one,” Meghan calls out after a while. She looks around the room, catches your eye and a mischievous smile written all over her face, “Never have I ever, been called something other than my name during sex.”

“Do pet names count?” Connor pipes up.

After considering it for a second or two, Meghan shook her head. “Nope.”

Shawn's eyes meet yours as both of you take a sip of the drink, faces trying to not convey any expressions, but the question is still in your eyes, do we say something?

It’s not like there should be a press conference on how the word slipped from you that one particular night, right?

That particular night, Shawn was flipping you onto your back, grabbing your wrists, pinning them above your head with one hand, and you locked your ankles behind his hips and pulled him closer.

They just didn’t know how the word was all you could utter in the haze of sensation as Shawn peeled your underwear off of your legs, throwing them somewhere across the room before hovering between you again and sucking a spot on your neck, making you lose all sense of coherence and made himself fuel with his own desire of liking the sound of that word making its way out of your lips.

The room is currently so silent, everyone frozen in place and looking between you and him, almost as if trying to put the pieces together.

“I can’t take it anymore!” Brian says, “Was it “Sir? Master? King?” Neither Shawn nor you move an inch, you don’t even flinch, until your friend throws the one word that made you want to disappear at this very moment. “Daddy?”

Shawn didn’t say anything, he just takes a sip of the drink, and doesn’t dare look anyone in the eyes, he’s not sure he ever can.

“Oh my god!”

“Holy shit! Shawn Mendes has a daddy kink.”

Three

“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes!” You hissed as you stumbled off after him, across the front of your suite and down toward the beach, “Get back here!”

Shawn laughed, tipping his head back in merriment and you too couldn’t help but admire how giddy he looks right now. “Why don’t you make me, Y/N?” he called over his shoulder. “What are you going to do? Where is your sense of adventure?”

You couldn't help but start laughing at his actions, and you couldn’t stop yourself as you ran, trying to catch up to your absolutely insane boyfriend.

Abruptly he stopped and turned to face you as he tugged his shirt off.

“What are you doing?” You asked, fingers already reaching for him.

“I’m going to go for a swim,” he said with a grin.

“In the ocean, in the middle of the night?” You yelped.

“Yup,” He replied, popping the ‘p’ and making you want to grab him and kiss him. But he darted back again out of your reach.

“Are you really planning on skinny dipping in the ocean?” You asked incredulously.

“Why not?” He said, shoving his pants and underwear down in one smooth motion, leaving him standing completely nude.

“You’re insane!”

“Come on!” Shawn said, not wasting time to start running closer to the edge of the ocean and dove off into the water, “Oh come on!” He insisted again, and began splashing water in your direction, “Don’t be a party pooper!”

“You’re absolutely crazy,” You said even as you started to strip out of your clothes. Once you had everything off, you took a deep breath and ran over to the edge, curling your body into a ball as you fell through the air and splashed in next to him.

“Hi.” Shawn murmured, reaching out to you. And you didn’t waste time, moving your hands around his neck, “Hi.” You said back, pulling him closer and move yourself up a little for him as he moved one of his hands under your thigh, lifting you up slightly.

“God, I love you.” Shawn smiled and cupped your cheek as he leaned in to kiss you again, water easing the way and making it hard to know just where you stopped and he began. But, the two of you eventually found your rhythm and continued kissing while splashing around, and slowly feeling at ease in each other’s arms.

Four

You pulled on your bathing suit and turned around to face the mirror in the bathroom.

Meanwhile Shawn was getting ready himself, before gazing at you with a smile as he leans against the doorframe of the bathroom. Three years later and he still can’t get enough of the sight of you.

“Why you looking at me like that?” You ask around the bobby pin currently held between your lips, pulling it out and your eyes move back to continue working on your hair.

“Nothing,” Shawn says with a grin, choosing to continue watching you as you push the bobby pin into your hair, “You look amazing.” He adds.

“Are you sure?” You ask, taking several steps back, and spin in a slow circle, allowing your boyfriend to take in the sight and every detail of your outfit, “I should change it, I think.”

Shawn shakes his head and makes his way away from the doorframe. It takes him two steps to wrap his arms around your waist and look into the mirror over your shoulder. “I think you look great.” He smiled.

When he feels your shoulders relax against his body, he presses a gentle kiss to your cheek before whispering, “But, perhaps I like you without it.”

“Shawn..,”you drawl, turning in his arms and giggling, “You are so cheeky,” You lean tantalisingly close to him, pressing your body against his, “Are you going to do anything about it then?“ You lean in to kiss his neck.

“Y/N…,” Shawn groans, pulling you closer to him before looking down at your outfit once more and wrapping his arms around your waist, “We...”

“I know, I know. To be continued.” You smiled at him.

Five

The sun shines through the glass window of the suite bedroom as the morning comes and wakes Shawn up from his deep sleep.

You however, still passed out on his chest, your head bobbing up and down with each breath that he took. Shawn smiled and ran a finger down your cheek and down to your arm. You slowly started to wake up to the touch, eyes opened and lips curled up into a sweet smile.

“You know we have to get up sometime right?” Shawn murmurs, flinging his hands through the messy strands of your hair.

“Not yet, baby. Please, let's just stay for a little while.” You nuzzle further into his neck and shoulder, tangling your legs together under the sheets.

“Y/N, We-”

“No Shawn. Let’s just stay here for five more minutes.” You say into his neck, shuffling further and deeper into his arms to prove your point.

Shaking his head in fondness for the fact he has you in his arms, Shawn just pulls you impossibly closer and kisses your forehead, “Okay baby, anything you want.”

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In Sickness And In Health | Shawn Mendes

Summary: New relationships are great, it’s all romance and grand gestures of love and affection. But eventually that honeymoon phase of a relationship ends and you enter a deeper level of love for a person in ways you least expect. Including when they get sick on you and you don't even freak out. [Non au] [getting sick?]

Word Count: 1k

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You would do anything for Shawn. Three years, three solid years with maybe no more than an accumulated four months of time apart really takes a relationship both professionally and personally, to another level. After a year into working for Shawn's crew as a stage hand and assistant, the two of you started dating. It was funny how it happened. The two of you had gone out without the rest of the team several times before someone actually had to point out that it looked like you were going on dates. It was then the two of you sat down and had a real discussion about what you were to each other. That discussion lead to deciding to pursue things beyond just being friends and entering a relationship that was just like a dream.

Three years and you thought you had seen it all with Shawn. The goofiness, the anxiety, the love, the accolades and the stress. You've seen him at his best, absolutely glowing, and you've seen him at his worst, wanting to call it quits in every aspect of his life. The two of you have been together so long now you are entering the end of the ‘honeymoon phase’ and becoming accustomed to each other in ways you never thought you would be comfortable sharing with someone. It's now, after the following events, that you know you truly love him.

It's a Friday night and Shawn has just gotten off stage for an outfit change. You're in the alcove under the stage where he will strip off his vest and sleeveless button up and change into his black tank top. You've done this a hundred times at least. It should go off without a hitch. It should.

"Pass me the towel." Shawn says as he tosses his soaked shirt aside.

You grab the towel off a nearby drum case and as you turn around, he just...throws up. All down your shirt. You freeze, disgusted and alarmed. It's horrible. The worst possible thing you could imagine. "Ohmygodwhatthefuck?!"

"I'm so sorry." Shawn blurts, stumbling back a bit. "Ohmygod I'm so so sorry."

"I-I..." You're just stunned silent as disgusting sick runs down the front of you. You can't move, can't speak, can't even process what the hell just happened.

"Honey, hold on," Shawn turns and yells for one of the crew to come help.

"You have to go back out there." You mutter, looking at him and he looks at you like you're crazy. The yuck on your shirt didn’t matter. The show mattered, Shawn mattered. "Are you okay? Are you okay to go on stage?"

"I'm fine. Let me just-"

"Go, rinse your mouth and go."

"I can't just go back and leave you like this! I just puked on you!"

You close your eyes and try not to breathe too deep. "Shawn. Leave me. I can take care of it. The band can only stall for so long."

Nick, one of the stage crew shows up and looks at the two of you, really taking in the scene before him. "Holy shit. What the f-"

"Shawn go!"

Shawn grabs a bottle of water and walks back out on stage. You can hear him briefly apologizing and chalking it up to technical difficulties. Smooth.

"Nick, can you please get me a shirt from the merch tables and a pair of sweatpants." You force yourself to remain calm, to not think too hard about the substance on your shirt.

"Y-yeah." Nick turns and jogs off.

Fifteen minutes later and you are cleaned up, your clothes are in a trashcan backstage and the alcove has been wiped up with disinfectant wipes. Honestly you feel like you should be more disgusted by the whole situation but after the initial shock of it happening, you are more concerned about Shawn. Why had he puked? Why didn't he say he felt bad? Why was he pushing himself so hard if he knew he felt ill?

The second Shawn runs off stage, pulling out his in-ears and taking off the power box from his belt, you're there. He looks around for only a second before he sees you heading toward him in the dark backstage makeshift hallway.

"I'm so so sorry." He grabs your shoulders. "I have no idea what happened. One second I was fine and the next I just lost it and...oh God I'm so sorry."

"Shawn, it's fine." You shake your head. "Shit happens, I'm washable. The real question is are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I feel fine. I think I was overheated. The arena is really hot tonight and I don't think I was drinking enough." He lifts your shirt away from your chest a bit as he realizes it's not the one you were wearing earlier. "You had to change everything?"

"Yeah." You look down at the rose tee shirt and the tour date sweatpants. "I tossed my other clothes." You laugh softly. "I can't say I've ever experienced something like that and I had college friends who drank excessively at parties."

Shawn groans. "I feel so horrible."

You lay your hand on his cheek and he's clammy from sweating. "Don't. I'm sure you'll get sick on me again at some point, it's part of life. We've been together for three years, I'm surprised you haven't been sick like this before now."

"I'm not sick though."

"You know what I mean."

"You're really not mad at me?"

"No." You chuckle. "I'm not mad and I don't hate you, and I don't love you any less."

He looks visibly relieved. "You're sure? Because I understand if you don't wanna like keep dating me because-"

"Because you puked on me?" You laugh and he puts his hands on his hips. "Shawn, we've been through a lot worse than just some heat exhaustion. You've had to clean up far worse then some puke on my behalf. Remember the incident a few months ago? In the tour bus?"

"Yeah but that was just blood from your nose."

"And this was just the contents of your stomach. I'm in it with you for the long run bud. I'd take a bullet for you. Don't you know that?"

He gathers you in his arms and kisses the top of your head. He's sweaty and gross but you don't care, and you wrap your arms around his chest. "I love you."

"I love you too, Shawn." You squeeze him tighter. "I love you too."

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what i can’t have | shawn mendes

chapter 5/?, university au, shawn x goth oc

AN: a continuation from i’ve been polite. ANYWAYS uuuhh don’t drink and drive kiddos. also there’s smut in this, specifically dom!shawn, daddy kink, rough sex, unprotected sex, proceed if you wish.

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It was probably better that everyone piled into Shawn’s Jeep after dinner, despite the fact that no one was sober. Annalise was just a little too antsy, and if they were alone, she would have talked him into taking her back to his place. Hell, they might not have even left the restaurant parking lot with how much they were teasing each other. The sexting continued even after they left the bathroom, sharing steamy messages under the table.

Annalise was quiet as the others talked and laughed amongst themselves, sans Stella and Camila, who had taken their own separate Lyft to the bar on Camila’s insisting. She had been blushing deeply since the señorita comment, and no one, not even Stella, seemed to know why. Technically, Annalise should have been weary now that the two girls left Alessia by herself when they were supposed to keep her at bay, but it was a night for getting laid. Two rum and Cokes in, and Annalise decided that everyone should get laid tonight, and she was rooting for her wife.

For once, Annalise wasn't in a brooding silence where she seethed at everyone else having a good time. She felt content and warm and relaxed, actually wanting to hold Shawn's hand as he drove. She just had to touch him somewhere, anywhere at this point.

She reached out to him, but instead of locking their fingers, he placed his hand on her thigh. He kept his eyes on the road, but it was clear he hadn't forgotten the minor event in the bathroom. His white button up had stayed untucked and covered his crotch, making Annalise feel weirdly smug. She hardly ever got to rile him up like this, or feel like she was holding all the cards. It was new and exciting and such a fucking turn on.

They pulled into the parking lot after a while, only to find that it was quite full, and people were lining up out the door. Annalise spotted Stella and Camila already at the end of the line, standing awfully close to one another. She was honestly surprised they didn't ditch the shindig altogether by now.

"I'll drop you guys off at the entrance," Shawn offered, his fingers curling around his girlfriend's thigh, "and me and Ann will find a place to park."

"Sure thing, rockstar," Alessia replied from the backseat.

Annalise glanced back at her once. There's that nickname again.

Shawn pulled up to the front of the hole in the wall, and everyone piled out of the backseat. Technically, it would have made sense for Annalise to be among that group, given her massive fucking boots, but she really didn't care at this point. She and Shawn were now in a place where they could just flee and move things to his place.

However, Shawn silently found a parking space in the furthest corner of the lot. As soon as the car was still, he took off his seatbelt and looked at the girl next to him, moving his hand to the shoulder of the passenger seat.

"Gotta say, I like this role you've taken on tonight," he began.

Annalise quirked an eyebrow. "What role?"

"The one where you take control and render me powerless. I'll be honest, it's really fucking hot." His eyes trailed down her body, and then he was reaching over to untie the middle of her cardigan and letting it fall open, revealing the little black dress underneath. "And you've got your perfect tits out on display too. It's like you knew just how to get me going."

Heat was rising between the two of them, but Annalise felt it all over her body. “You say that like we haven’t been dating for ten months. Of course I know how to get you all hot and bothered.”

She took Shawn's hand while it was still within her grasp, and she moved as close as she could to his side of the vehicle. Shawn moved in closer as well, letting his nose brush the side of her face.

"Am I still not allowed to kiss your pretty mouth?" he asked softly, his voice full of docility.

Her lips were still rocking that blue color, given that she reapplied after dinner. Fuck, she really wanted him to kiss her. But she liked this passive side of Shawn too much, so she gently shook her head, leaving him to want more.

"What about here?" he whispered before pressing his lips on her cheek. "Or here?" He did it again, on the side of her jaw. "Here?" The side of her neck.

Annalise was too distracted to realize his hand was snaking underneath her dress. That is, until she felt his fingers touch her through her panties. She let out a shaky sigh, her hand moving up his arm. She didn't even have to ask him to touch her, he already knew her body talk so damn well.

Shawn kissed down her neck, suckling just light enough to make her body lean towards him. Then, he moved his hand away from her crotch and up to her boobs, not even hesitating to pull down the front of her dress. Thank god it was stretchy cotton. It was a bit of awkward maneuvering, but Shawn managed to reach under Annalise's pink bra (fucking pink!) and stroke her nipple with the tip of his finger. Just that little movement had her panting and whining, and he decided he could live off of those cute little sounds.

Her head fell onto his shoulder, and that's when Shawn knew he had her. He smirked as he heard her little needy whispers. Then he moved back down to her crotch, feeling her through the soft fabric once again.

"Please," Annalise breathed out. It was all she could say when she was this needy, and Shawn always knew what she wanted, but still had to hear her say it.

"Please what, honey?" he mumbled against the shell of her ear.

"Touch me more. Please, please…"

There was nothing like watching her assertive and smug persona crumble before him, and if this was any normal circumstance, Shawn would have taken this to the backseat, party be damned. But he had to teach his girl a little lesson first.

He pulled his hand back and moved away from Annalise entirely, unable to keep the grin off his face. He wanted to kiss away the cute little pout on her dark blue mouth, but this wasn't a normal circumstance.

"Honey, need I remind you it's your friend's birthday," he said gently, but that cockiness was still visible. "It would be rude to ditch her now."

Annalise went from pouty to furious in a split second, her eyes filling with their usual angry fire. She raised a finger to say something, but Shawn quickly exited the vehicle, feeling very stupidly proud of himself. Now he was in the lead of this game, as he should be.

He was still polite enough to wait for her to get out of the car, but he was smiling from ear to ear as she walked around to his side. She had taken off her long cardigan, leaving her only in the sleeveless black dress and exposing her sexy, sexy legs in those boots. The length of her dress didn't even touch her knees, Shawn noticed. Maybe he could get her to bend over for him later.

"Okay, I see you using my own tactics against me," Annalise spoke firmly, "and I raise you…"

She finished that statement but reaching under her dress and pulling a daring pair of pink panties down her legs. She didn't even bend her knees as she pushed them past her boots, showing Shawn the flexibility that was not utilized enough between the two of them. Finally, Annalise stood up straight again with a triumphant smirk on her face and approached Shawn so her boobs were pressing against his arm.

"Hold onto these for me, will ya rockstar?" She stuffed the skimpy panties into the pocket of his jeans, barely brushing against the boner that had come out to play again.

Shawn's jaw clenched, and the heat in his lower abdomen only intensified as Annalise walked away. He so badly wanted to grab her arm and pull her back into the car for the duration of the night, but she was already too far away. He reached into his pocket and curled his fingers around the pink lace, his heart racing at the fact that she had been wearing a cute, almost innocent color under her dark outfit. She only wore pink for Shawn, as it seems, meaning she knew something like this was going to go down. Tonight of all nights, when he hasn't seen her in two weeks.

"Oh," Shawn said to himself, wanting to smack himself on the forehead. The last time something like this happened was on a check in day. So was discreetly teasing each other in public the check in itself? Or would there be time to talk later?

That was the second time Annalise walked away from a very flustered and aroused Shawn, except now she was on the same level as him. If she had just given into him like he wanted, they could have been on their way back to his place. Annalise was just a little too determined to reign champion of this stupid little game.

"Where's your rockstar?" asked Alessia, looking around for the tall figure.

"He'll be here," Annalise simply replied, following the small line outside the bar's doors.

And he was. Shawn caught up to the group in a short jog, smiling at his friends.

"Let me guess," Brian said, folding his arms, "another case of the shits?"

"Mind your business," Annalise told him.

Stella piped up and changed the subject. "It's karaoke night! Who's gonna serenade me, the birthday girl?"

"Uh, me!" Camila said, raising her hand. "Who else?"

"Sí, ya sé señorita," Stella told her, affectionately cupping her chin. "Anyone else? Anna-banana?"

She started to shake her head, but Shawn put his arm around her. "That's a great idea! You should totally do it, Ann. It's your wife's birthday after all."

Annalise looked up at him and then the group. "True. Wouldn't wanna leave her hanging. I'll sing as many songs as you want, Stella. We'll be here all night if we have to."

Only Shawn was mildly put off by that sentence, and only Annalise knew why. She'll drag this thing out as much as she can for what it's worth. She knew the outcome of this night would end with her back getting blown out, and the more she made him wait, the better it would be.

"Fine, but I sing first!" Camila said before showing her ID to the bouncer.

The rest of the group followed inside the bar. This was far less fancy than the restaurant they were just at, but it was also perfect for getting absolutely plastered the way Stella had wanted. Camila went straight to the karaoke sign ups and confidently wrote her name and song, followed by Stella and Annalise picking their go-to jam. Then, Annalise ordered yet another rum and Coke, because she wasn't in the right mindset to just sing in front of a bunch of strangers.

Soon enough, Camila was belting out Demi's "Cool for the Summer" in honor of the birthday girl. Even while intoxicated, she sang perfectly and practically showed up anyone else who came before her. Stella and Annalise had to follow up that performance, and they chose Little Mix's "Joan of Arc."

Shawn watched from his seat at the bar, grinning as he nursed his whiskey. He watched Ann move her hips and sing to her heart's content, although the lyrics spoke a lot about "not needing a man." It was also narcissistic and sassy, just the right song for her. Shawn had never seen her have so much fun before. He needed to take her out drinking more often.

He also needed to fuck her into oblivion, especially when she and Stella squatted down during the bridge ("drop it so low that your thighs get sore.") Ann was standing behind her roommate as she went down, so she didn't accidentally expose herself as her legs opened wide. It still made Shawn shove his hand into his pocket again, feeling up the sexy lace. Then he set down his whiskey, knowing that if he was going to take Ann home, he had to be less intoxicated than he was getting.

"They just had to be that hot, didn't they?" asked Camila over the loud tune. She had been standing next to him, drink in hand. She was a little bit more inebriated, having had three rounds of vodka shots after her little performance.

It seemed like only she and Shawn were the last two standing members of the group. Alessia disappeared with Patrick on the dance floor upon seeing their friends put on a show, while Brian and Connor left to follow some pretty girls around. All that was left was two lovesick suckers and their clueless, stubborn dates.

"Aren't we lucky?" Shawn told her.

Camila hummed. "At least you know your girl is in fact, your girl."

He wasn't so sure. Yes, Shawn and Ann had been on each other all night, but what about tomorrow? Or the day after? Was she going to leave him a second time?

Then he actually processed what his friend said. He looked at her, eyes wide. He would have asked her to elaborate, but the current song ended and distracted both of them.

Only a few people applauded after Ann and Stella finished their song. Shawn and Camila whooped and clapped as hard as they could as they watched their girls come off the stage. Shawn smiled and held his hand out to Ann when she approached, pulling her into his side.

"Didn't know you could move like that," he said in her ear.

She placed her hand on the exposed bit of his chest, a tipsy grin on her face. Then she beckoned for him to bend down to her level so she could speak in his ear. "There's a lot you don't know about me."

Doesn't he fucking know it!

"Where's the rest of our squad?" asked Stella over the blaring music.

"Doesn't matter! Let's go dance!" Camila suggested, bouncing on her feet.

"I'm not drunk enough for that," Ann told her.

"Me either," Shawn agreed.

Camila pouted. "You guys are no fun!"

"Hey, but that means you get the birthday girl to yourself!" Ann said, nodding towards Stella.

That was all they needed to throw themselves into the large group of people dancing to the current karaoke song. It was all Shawn needed to pop the question to Ann after all this time.

"Wanna get out of here?"

Annalise felt warm and giddy after hearing Shawn's little anecdote about the first time he saw her. There was still an insatiable thirst deep in her soul that needed to be quenched, though, and excitement was pooling in her chest as they got closer to Shawn's apartment. The teasing and the build up was fun, but now neither of them could wait anymore.

Not to mention, Annalise's feet were aching terribly from her boots. The next best thing to getting laid was getting the chance to take off these huge blocks. She started to untie the laces when Shawn pulled into his parking space at the complex, but he placed his hand on her arm to stop her.

"Leave them on."

Annalise whined. "But my feet hurt."

"I'll carry you up to the apartment. Just don't take them off," he told her.

She was just tipsy enough to not think about the humility of getting physically moved out of the car in public. Although, she half expected to be carried out bridal style and not thrown over Shawn's shoulder. Annalise still giggled as she held onto his back, but her sounds only made Shawn whack her on the ass.

"Shush, there's people sleeping," he scolded as he shut the car door with his hip.

He didn't see her smile and bite her lip.

Once they were in the privacy of the apartment, Shawn set her down on her feet in the hallway. Annalise was way too smiley, her face flushed pink.

"You think you're so cute, don't you?" Shawn said to her, immediately backing her into the wall and towering over her.

She was still grinning. "You and I both know I'm adorable."

"Mmm." Shawn cupped her chin, his thumb stroking over her bottom lip. The dark blue lipstick she was so concerned about keeping intact all night was very faded now. "You think it's funny, what you've been doing to me all night? Teasing me with those legs and that underwear?"

"Oh, don't act like-" Annalise was cut off by her cheeks being squished together rather harshly.

Shawn was very close to her now, his nose touching hers. Her protruded lips were lightly touching his, but he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction so easily. Not after everything she put him through. All he did was gently take her bottom lip between his teeth, not biting nor sucking. Just teasing.

"Get your ass to the room," he ordered in a low voice.

The only reason why Annalise stumbled was because her feet were still in a lot of pain. Her heart pounded in her ears as she went into the bedroom, hearing Shawn's footsteps behind her. She turned to face him as she sat on the bed, and she slowly opened her legs to him. He was a total sucker for her in this position, especially since her panties were still in his pocket, but Annalise was surprised to see that he didn't drop to his knees right away.

"I didn't ask you to do that," he told her, his voice steady and clear. His chin was up and his chest was out, making his authority more clear.

"Maybe I don't wanna listen to you," she said back.

Shawn approached her, bringing his hand up. He cupped the side of her neck, his thumb gently moving across her throat, making her gasp lightly. "What was that?"

Adrenaline shot through her veins as she looked into his eyes. He wasn't playing games anymore. Annalise opened her mouth to talk back again, but the feeling of Shawn's hand tightening just the slightest bit made her stay quiet.

"That's what I thought," he said, a certain glint in his eyes. "Now get on your knees for me."

He let go of her so she could oblige, but she only bowed her head and spoke softly. "Can I take off my shoes?"

"Hmm, no. You look way too sexy to get rid of them now."

Annalise silently got down on the floor, sitting on her legs. She now knew how this was going to go, and it was making every part of her body tingle. She pursed her lips as she ran her hands up Shawn's muscular thighs, reaching for his belt buckle. She wondered in the back of her mind if the belt would be left on the floor the whole night, or if Shawn would decide to use it for anything else. Finally, she was pulling his jeans down the way she did at the restaurant and she ran her fingers over the kiss mark left on his underwear.

"What are you smiling at?" Shawn asked, moving his hands into her hair. "Come on, put your sassy little mouth to work."

"Or what?" Annalise looked up at him, feeling a little daring and, like he said, sassy. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Shawn narrowed his eyes, the corner of his mouth turning upwards. "There's no way to shut you up, is there?"

"Nope!" She grinned and then continued by pulling down the front of his Calvins. His hard, pink cock sprung out, and she took hold of it at the base, pumping slowly. She then carefully wrapped her soft lips around the tip, and that was when Shawn pushed on the back of her head and made her gag.

Annalise pulled off with a heavy cough. She didn't dare look up at Shawn, knowing he was probably already enjoying this. She slowed her breathing as she pumped his shaft some more.

"Oh, look," Shawn told her, moving his hips forward towards her lips again, "a way to shut you up."

She closed her eyes as she sank down on him again. This time, she went a little slower, suckling at the tip and pumping whatever she couldn't fit in her mouth. Shawn held her hair up and let out a soft breath, watching as his cock disappeared behind her pretty lips as he let her go at her own pace. But it didn't stay that way for long. He began to move his hips in rhythm with her head, making her take even more and really pushing her limits. He let out a deep breath as he touched the back of her throat, loving that his girl was being so compliant.

The tiniest little whines came from the back of Annalise's throat, sending even smaller vibrations on his cock. Shawn grit his teeth and tightened his grip on her hair, and he began to control the movements of her bobbing head. She whined even more, her eyes watering as hollowed her cheeks and let her mouth be used. Her fingers dug into his thighs, trying not to gag on the size of his cock.

Shawn had never been this rough with her before, but she loved it. She needed more of it. She needed more than to just be facefucked like she was some sex doll.

"Fuck yeah," he whispered, watching as he controlled his girl's movements, loving the feeling of her warm mouth engulfing his cock completely. Finally, he held her still, her nose touching his pelvis. He could hear the short, faced paced breaths coming out her nose, and it was only a bigger turn on.

Annalise had mascara under her eyes when she was finally pulled off. Saliva covered her chin, and blue lipstick was smudged down her bottom lip. Shawn noticed a dark blue circle around the base of his cock and he chuckled. He's never had a girl quite like this one.

"Catch your breath and get on the bed," he told her, gently gripping her arms as he helped her stand up. "On all fours."

She couldn't really look at him when he was like this. She felt as though she would melt into the palm of his hand, as if she wasn't already dripping. Just as she turned to get on the bed, Shawn placed his hands on her waist. He bunched up her dress and slowly lifted it over her head. Then, he undid the clasp of her bra and took it off her as well.

"That's better," he mumbled, snaking his arms around to her front, getting a handful of her breasts. He fondled for a moment before letting her get on the mattress. Then, he took off his blazer and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it fall to the floor.

Annalise timidly looked back, biting her lip as she watched him strip down. Without further instruction, she slid back on the bed and raised her ass in the air, wiggling just a little bit.

"That's my girl," Shawn praised as he slapped one cheek. "Already knowing how I'm gonna take you."

She buried her face in her arms as she let out a squeak. Insitictivelt, she tried to wiggle her toes to cope with the sting but… boots. Her heart nearly beat out of her chest as she felt the mattress dip behind her and she peered over her shoulder again, watching Shawn line himself up behind her.

In the same moment, he reached over and pushed her head back down on the mattress. "Stay down."

His hands moved down the curve of her ass, admiring the little red marks his rings left behind. He decided he should wear them more often if he was going to teach his girl a lesson. Then, he ran his hands down her long, beautiful legs, gently holding her ankles. Her flesh was smooth and warm and so, so perfect. Seeing her in nothing but those platform boots did something inexplicable to Shawn. He would have taken his time exploring every inch of her body if he wasn't so desperate to fuck her and show her who's boss.

Shawn moved his hand in between Annalise's legs, and she easily spread them open, already at his disposal. He sucked in a breath as he got a look at her wet pussy, bringing a single finger to feel the warm wetness. He felt her pulse right on the cunt, knowing she was ready for him to take her. She leaned into the light touch, panting softly, needy and desperate.

"You want it, baby?" he asked, slowly moving down the slit and back up, the tip of his finger soaked.

Annalise nodded wildly. "Yes…"

"Hmm, I don't think you do, honey."

"Please," she whined, elongating the vowel as she wiggled her ass some more. "Please, I need it!"

Shawn was grinning, almost amused by her little movements. His finger barely dipped between her folds, and he kept his free hand firmly on her hip to keep her from backing into it; He wouldn't let her have it that easy. Then, he lined himself up again and replaced his finger with the tip of his cock, waiting to hear more sweet little sounds, and he wasn't disappointed.

"Please… Daddy, please… please fuck me, Daddy..."

It came out in a whisper, but it still hit Shawn with even more heat. So much, he actually had to insert himself just a little bit. He let out a deep breath upon feeling the warm tightness of her pussy, his fingers digging into her ass cheeks, and then he kept talking.

"Say that again, honey." He slapped the cheek once again when he didn't get a response right away. "Say it!"

It sounded like it came straight from a cheap porno, but he was an absolute sucker for it anyway. "Fuck me, Daddy!"

"That's right," Shawn growled as filled her to the brim. "Oh, that's my girl…"

They both moaned out at the feeling, finally getting some relief after building each other up all night. Shawn was still for a few moments, letting Annalise adjust, but then she started to fuck herself on his cock, her ass moving smoothly and swiftly in a quick rhythm. He couldn't help but spank her again, his silver rings making it sting even more.

Annalise was a fucking mess, her face contorted with pleasure and sweet relief as she finally got what she wanted all night. Her ass felt hot and painful from where she was hit, and it was only fuel to the fire. Pain never felt so good, and she wanted more. She asked for things she typically never asked for: hard slaps, hair pulling, a well timed bite on the neck. Shawn gave it all to her, grumbling dirty words in the process. He loved taking her this way, leaving her ass red with all the spanks he delivered.

"Here, lie flat," he told her, tapping her hips so she could move.

With a small mewl, she did what she was told, evidently sliding his cock out of her. Shawn hovered over naked body, moving her hair away from her back. Rough and ruthless as he was, he couldn't stop himself from planting kisses on her lower back, caressing her waist in an affectionate manner. He dragged his lower lip up her spine, leaving one last kiss between her shoulder blades and smiling against the skin as she felt her back arch. Then, he held the base of his cock and swiftly slid it back into her cunt, falling back into a rhythm again. He scooped up her hair into his fist and tugged just enough to make her tilt her head back.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned, holding herself up on her elbows.

Shawn couldn't deny how much he loved that nickname. Annalise had only let it slip one time before this, and it was rather difficult to find a time for him to ask her to say it every time they were in bed. Now, he didn't even have to ask her, she just had to be so deep into this state of mind that she'll let out anything she's thinking. Shawn tugged at her a little more, growling deep in his chest as he felt his end approaching fast.

"Fuck baby," he groaned, thrusting so hard their skin was slapping together. "Fuck, this pussy's mine now. So fucking good for me, baby, you're so good."

The two of them let their moans fill in the room, unable to form words now. The bed creaked with every erratic movement, and neither of them cared when they hear a loud snap from under the mattress. Then, Annalise cried out, her legs lifting up and causing her thick heels to dig into Shawn's ass. Next thing he knew, he felt the tiniest stream of liquid around his cock. For a moment, he was confused and went still for a second, but hearing her continued moans and feeling her clenching pussy around him made him piece it together. Shawn had to pull out as soon as he realized because holy fuck he never experienced something like that before and it was way hotter than he imagined. His mouth fell open as ribbons of cum spurted out onto her ass, making a beautiful mess all over the flesh. He could have dragged it out longer, but it was way too sexy and he really needed to see Annalise do that again.

"Come on, baby, ass up," he told her as soon as he was done, grabbing her by the hips.

"Yes, Daddy," she replied, assuming the position.

If Shawn hadn't finished, he would have been hard all over again. He pushed two fingers vigorously into her entrance, the wet smacking sounds filling the room. He curled his fingers in her spongy wetness, desperate to find the spot that made that cute little noise come out of her. He tried to coax it out of her, "Do it again for Daddy, come on…" He reached around with his free hand and rubbed her clit the way she liked, getting more gorgeous sounds out of her.

Finally, her voice went up an octave, and then more liquid spurted out, leaking down the palm of Shawn's hand. She was clenching repeatedly around his fingers, her hips twitching slightly. Shawn really couldn't believe his eyes, and he chuckled in disbelief. He made his girl feel this good.

Annalise rolled onto her side as soon as she was spent, so Shawn quickly reached down to grab his shirt off the floor. He shifted her slightly just to wipe the cum off her cheek, and then he went to untie the laces from her boots. He carefully pulled them off and set them on the floor. Finally, he carried Annalise to the pillows and draped the comforter over her. He crawled into bed with her, and she quickly nestled herself into his side. Shawn wrapped his arms around her like it was second nature, letting her legs tangle with his, and he sank into the afterglow.

Her eyes were shut, her body was fully melted into the mattress, but she still spoke clear as day. "You should handle me like that more often."

Shawn smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Anything you want, honey."

It was only a few short minutes of cuddling before Annalise heard her phone buzz from wherever it was in the room. She sighed and picked her head up, but Shawn didn't dare let her go just yet. He watched her sleepy face search for the source of the noise, and then he gently moved her head with his free hand back to his shoulder. She complied yet again, her arm going around his waist.

"I need to go soon," she mumbled into his neck.

"No you don't," Shawn replied, giving her a light squeeze. "It's late, really late. Just spend the night."

Annalise hummed. "I need to take off my makeup. And I don't even have extra clothes here."

He had a feeling she would make that excuse at some point. He made sure to be prepared ahead of time. "There's makeup wipes here for you. And you still have a drawer full of your clothes here."

Once again, she picked her head up and looked down at him. "You really want me to stay?"

"Of course I do, why would you even ask?"

"Because we were only supposed to check in."

"Well we clearly got busy with dinner and the bar. And like I said, it's so late and I don't want you going out there by yourself in a Lyft. Just stay with me, please."

Wordlessly, Annalise climbed out of bed and picked her bra up off the floor. Her brows scrunched a little bit as she put it on, like she was in pain. She grumbled something in Spanish as she stumbled into the bathroom.

Shawn rolled onto his side and watched the door close. He was tired and content a minute ago, but now that the chance that Ann might just ditch him during the night was keeping him up. Once was bad enough. He just wanted her here so he could make her breakfast and help nurse the hangover that was bound to happen. Not only that, she could also meet-

"Did I leave these here?" She had opened the door again, peering her head out as she held up the white packet of wipes.

"No, I had them here in case you ever wanted to sleepover," Shawn told her. "I know you like your skincare."

She smiled and then shut the door again. Then, Shawn heaved himself off the mattress and went to put his underwear back on. After that, he approached the door to the bedroom, which had been left open just a crack. He peered out into the living room finding no sound and no interruptions. He decided he'll save the introductions for the morning… or whenever he and Ann wake up.

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singanddreamanyway · 5 years

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I Got You, Babe

Summary: You and Shawn are best friends, celebrating Halloween together. You want more, but does he? Oh, and there’s karaoke too.

Word Count: 2.5k

Authors Note: This is the first fic that I am physically letting people see. I figured it’s Halloween; why not scare the shit out of myself by posting something for the first time. So, read with caution. And HUGE shoutout to @harryandmolly for taking the time to read this and say nice things.

“Hey, hurry up love!” Shawn yells up your condo’s steps. “We have places to be, people to see and booze to drink!”

Tonight was Halloween and you and Shawn were meeting the rest of your friends downtown Toronto for a night out. You and Shawn decided to go all out on costumes this year, dressing as Sonny and Cher.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” you say racing down the stairs and into the living room where Shawn sits waiting. “This wig was not cooperating.” You zip up your white gogo boots and finish off your look. You give Shawn a quick twirl. The fringes on your sleeveless white and gold dress flare out as you spin, but your long black wig stays perfectly in place. “So, what do you think?”

Shawn lets out a whistle. “Damn, you look hot,” Shawn states throwing you a wink.

You feel your cheeks heat up, and your heart beat rises a bit. Shawn and you have been friends since you were eight years old. You have been through it all with each other. Braces, relationships, breakups, his superstardom, you starting your own business; you’ve done it all, together.

But recently, things have been different. You used to be content watching his hands play piano for hours. Now, you wanted to feel them trace patterns on your back. You wanted to hear his voice, normally used to serenade millions of fans, singing in the shower after gentle morning sex. You wanted to run your hands through his hair, not in the way you used to comb through it trying to braid when you were little, but the way you would do as you pulled in him close for a passionate kiss.

You wanted every part of him. But, you couldn’t have him. He was your best friend, and regardless of how strong your feelings for him were, you never wanted to lose him as a friend. So, over these past few months, as your feelings grew more intense, so did your need to push them down, and never let Shawn know.

“You don’t look half bad yourself Mendes. Even with that mustache.” Shawn had on beige bell-bottoms and a white and gold patterned shirt tucked in. You couldn’t take your eyes off the deep v cut into his shirt as he tossed on his beige suit jacket. His long curls were falling everywhere, and a fake mustache adorned his upper lip. He tugs on his jacket, and does a quick spin.

“Let’s hit it.” You roll your eyes, Shawn grabs his keys, and you head for his jeep.

The bar is crowded, but fortunately Shawn is quick to find our friends. He greets Brian and Mike while you pull Abbey, Mike’s girlfriend, into a hug.

“Abbey, you look amazing!,” you exclaiming while admiring her Lois costume. Glancing over you find Mike in a Clark Kent get-up and chuckle a little to yourself. “Mike really pulls it off.”

Abbey laughs. “Tell me about it. But you - look at you two,” she gestures between you and Shawn. “You look hot as hell and Shawn, Shawn is about the only boy I know who can look good in beige bell bottoms.”

“I know. Isn’t it annoying?”

You both laugh loudly, grabbing the boys attention.

“What’s so funny?” Shawn asks as he throws his arm around your shoulder.

You blush at the closeness and take a deep breath to steady yourself. You decide that if Shawn was going to get close, you were going to take advantage of it. You reach for the hand he has slung over your shoulders and intertwine your fingers with his. Looking up at him you catch his eyes and he smiles. That smile could light the whole world, you think.

“I was just laughing because we have been here ten minutes, and somehow you haven’t gotten me a drink yet,” you say with a wink.

Shawn unwraps his arm from your shoulders and extends it out, keeping your fingers together. “Oh I am so sorry!” His voice is laced with sarcasm, as he pulls you back into him. “I’ll be right back,” he says through his laughter.

Shawn releases your hand and disappears into the crowd and the other boys follow. Your head follows him, straining your neck until you can’t see any part of his gorgeous stature any longer. You turn back towards Abbey who’s staring at you through a side-eye, a sly grin plastered across her face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“...you like Shawn!”

You open your mouth to protest, but quickly close it. Denying it to Abbey wasn’t worth it; she knew you too well. You twirled at your wig, eyes trained on the floor. “Please don’t say anything. I don’t - we just,” you let out a long sigh. “I just don’t want it to ruin everything. He’s my best friend.”

Abbey reaches out and squeezes your hand. “I won’t say anything. But, you should. I would bet my life he feels the same way.”

I shake my head, fingers still twisted in my wig. “He doesn’t.”

She grabs my fingers from my wig, shaking both my hands a little. “Talk to him. You’ll never know unless you talk to him.”

You nod and she pulls you in for a hug just as the boys appear, drinks in hand. Shawn raises his eyebrows, as if to ask if you were okay. You nod, pulling away from Abbey and taking your drink.

“God, who decided karaoke on Halloween night would be a good idea? They should be fired,” Brian states as we listen to a couple drunkenly mumble through The Monster Mash complete with terrible zombie- like dance moves. We all nod and agree through laughter.

“I don’t know. I kind of like it,” Shawn pipes up, taking a swig of his beer.

We all stare blankly at him.

“Um, okay I guess it wouldn’t be a terrible idea if any of these people could remotely sing!” You take another sip of your drink.

Shawn laughs and leans close to your face. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing I signed us up then!” He bops his finger on my nose.

As if it was planned, the DJ’s voice comes over the speaker. “Next Up: Shawn and his surprise guest.Singing “I Got You Babe.”

Your friends hoot and holler as Shawn pulls you towards the stage, but you plant your feet firmly on the ground.

“Shawn no. No, no no.”

He giggles, continuing to pull you to the stage, and you give up resisting. It’s no use anyway. If you didn’t give in, he’d probably just pick you up and carry you on stage. Not that you would object to that, but you’re not trying to make a scene. You reach the stage and he helps you up the stairs and passes you a microphone.

You step close to his face, “I cannot do this. I can not sing in front of all of these people. Especially not with you! You fucking sing for a living!”

Shawn lifts his free hand to your face and strokes your cheek with his thumb. “Yes, you can.”

“Shawn, I- “

“Hey,” he slides his hand down your arm grabbing your free hand giving it a squeeze. “I got you babe.” The music begins and a grin forms on his face. I can’t help but giggle at his corny joke. You smile and roll your eyes at him, and he lets out a chuckle. He nods at you in approval as you begin to sing, and suddenly your nerves are gone. As long as you’re with him, it feels like no one else is in the room.

They say we’re young and we don’t know. We won’t find out until we grow.

Well I don’t know if all that’s true, ‘cause you got me and baby I got you.

The minute the first words leave Shawn’s mouth the entire bar erupts with cheers, everyone to get a free concert from Shawn in any way they can take it. As the song continues, you and Shawn sway to the rhythm, dancing around the stage in a way that almost looks rehearsed.

So let them say your hair’s too long ‘cause I don’t care with you I can’t go wrong

Babe put your little hand in mine, ‘cause there ain’t no hill or mountain we can’t climb

Shawn extends his hand out and you place your hand in his linking your fingers together. He extends his arm out and spins you back into his waist. As your swaying he brings his microphone down and leans in close to your face. You move your microphone between each of you, and your voices fill the air in a unified sound, as you gaze into each other eyes.

I got you to hold my hand. I got you to understand. I got you to walk with me

I got you to talk with me. I got you to kiss goodnight. I got you hold me tight

He spins you back out and twirls you around and the crowd grows louder. You skip around him and Shawn turns slowly as he watches you. The end of the song is drawing near and he grabs your hand pulling you in to face each other.

I got you, babe

You lower the microphone you had both been singing into and you and Shawn both erupt into laughter. The bar is going nuts, but right now your only focus is the beautiful boy in front of you. He pulls you in for a hug and gives you a kiss on the forehead, before grabbing your hand and leading you off the stage.

Your heart is still racing when you get back to Brian, Mike, and Abbey. They greet you with cheers and laughter, and high-fives all around. But, even through the high-fives, you and Shawn keep your hands intertwined.

A couple more hours, and a few more rounds pass, for everyone except Shawn, before he asks if you’re ready to go. You nod quickly. You love spending time with all of your friends, but after tonight, you’re anxious to get home and talk to Shawn. You give the boys quick hugs, and throw your arms around Abbey. Before you pull away she whispers, “tell him.” You pull away giving her a knowing look and nod before exiting the bar with Shawn, arm in arm.

You stare out at the Toronto skyline while Shawn drives through the city. “You’re staying at mine right?” his voice cuts through the air that was filled only with Bruno Major playing in the background.

“If that’s okay with you.”

He gives me a soft smile, and reaches for my hand. “That’s always okay with me.”

Walking into Shawn’s condo, he ditches his mustache immediately, and you both head to his room. You discard your wig and shoes as Shawn throws a shirt and some sweats at you. It’s a routine you’ve done a million times before but it feels different this time; heavier, more permanent.

You head to his bathroom to change, taking off your make-up and throwing your hair up in a messy bun. When you come out Shawn is gone. You walk down the stairs and find him sitting on the kitchen counter, shirtless, black sweats hanging low on his hips, eating leftover mac ‘n cheese.

You step between his legs, and he spreads them a bit for you to fit comfortably. You open your mouth to ask for a bite, and Shawn takes the hint, shoving a fork full of noodles into your mouth.

“Still really good,” you say.

Shawn nods in agreeance.

“Can I ask you something?”

He nods his head, still focused on the food before him.

“We’re always gonna be best friends right? No matter what happens?”

Shawn sets his bowl down looking up. His brows are furrowed and he’s biting his lip. “Yeah, sweetie, of course. What’s up?” He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“I just, I have to tell you something, but I don’t want it to ruin our friendship.” Your eyes are trained on the ground, as you run a finger across his collar bone.

Shawn captures your hand with his. “Nothing could ruin that. Believe me.”

You nod and take a deep breath. You look up at him through your eyelashes and for a second you’re distracted by the chocolate hues staring back at you.

“I like you Shawn,” you blurt out. “I like you a lot, like more than a friend, wayyy more than a friend. And, I know you probably don’t feel the same way, but I had to tell you. I ha-”

Shawn’s lips crash against yours, and your eyes go wide. But before you can even think about it, your eyes are closed and you’re kissing him back. It’s gentle, but it’s filled with longing and love. Your hands find the nape of his neck, and you run your fingers through his hair. He gasps a little into your mouth as his hand comes up to stroke your cheek, while the other pulls you in closer from behind your waist.

You suck on his bottom lip and you’re pretty positive you hear a little moan escape his lips. His tongue traces your lip and you open your mouth slightly letting him in. His hands slide under the loose shirt hanging off your back, and he links his hands together behind your back pulling you in even closer. He releases your lips, before quickly pulling you in for one more peck. You let out a small giggle, and you pull apart, foreheads resting on each other’s.

“I really, really like you too,” Shawn says, his nails drawing against your back.

You don’t say anything. You don’t need to. You and Shawn have never really needed words to communicate. You’re together now, something you’ve both wanted for a long time, and not much needed to be said about it. At least, not in this very moment.

A comfortable silence settles around you, and Shawn presses his lips to your hair before picking up his mac ‘n cheese again. You let out a laugh, and ask for another bite.

Sliding the fork in your mouth, Shawn laughs at you smiling through your chewing. He hops off the counter, “come on, let’s go to bed beautiful.”

You grab his hand as he leads you up the stairs and into his bedroom. You immediately flop onto the mattress, tiredness taking over your body, as Shawn shuts the lights off. He crawls into bed, sliding behind you and wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you in closer. You can feel the heat radiating off his bare chest as you lean back into him.

He hums sweet melodies into your ear, as his fingers trace patterns onto your hip bones. Running your hands up and down his strong arm a smile grows on your face and you press your lips to his shoulder. You can feel your heart swell in your chest as you think about how much you adore the boy behind you. You feel the hair on your neck rise as a laugh escapes his lips, air hitting your skin.

“What’s so funny mister?”

“Nothing. It’s just - I finally got you..babe.”

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Shawn Mendes: ‘I’m 20. I want to have fun’

by Michael Cragg

Shawn Mendes is the red-hot poster boy of pop. His videos have been viewed 6bn times and he has more than 42m followers on Instagram. But don’t worry if you haven’t heard of him… just ask a teenager

Shawn Mendes is standing in his underpants in a suite on the fifth floor of a London hotel as a 200-strong crowd of screaming teenage girls gathers outside. “Everyone who doesn’t need to be in the room, leave the room,” he says politely but firmly, in a soft Canadian drawl. Pop’s current poster boy should be used to causing a stir. His #MyCalvins campaign (following in the footsteps of Justin Bieber in 2016) broke the internet earlier this year, inching the 20-year-old teen phenomenon – three US chart-topping albums, 30m monthly listeners on Spotify, more than 6bn video views – closer to tabloid supremacy and global domination.

At the Brit Awards that night, Mendes will cringe as presenter Jack Whitehall ribs him about “suspicious packages”, so it’s curious to hear him describe the Calvin Klein opportunity – and the subsequent results pored over by his 42m Instagram followers – as “a goal of mine at the top of 2018. As much as it’s a stepping stone for me to play a stadium, it’s a huge moment for me to step in front of a camera and take my shirt off. I don’t see one being less meaningful than the other.”

The air is thick with earnestness as we sit down for lunch in the hotel restaurant. I blurt out a question about whether he had to wear extra padding. “No,” he says, eyebrow raised. “They’re really good underwear.” Did they send you some free ones? “Yeah, I have boxes of them at home.” He lifts up the bottom edge of his T-shirt and pulls at the waistband of his underwear before quickly pulling his shirt back down. You’re not wearing them today are you? “Not right now,” he says sheepishly. “I should be.”

Mendes’s boy-next-door appeal and laser-guided ambition feels rather wholesome, with his sensitive, heart-on-sleeve pop-rock bops such as 2015’s UK chart-topper Stitches, positioning him as perfect boyfriend material in pop’s all important fantasy world. If Bieber is the unknowable loose cannon, then Mendes is pop’s picture-perfect head boy. But it’s clear that exposing himself so literally has its downside. “The last 48 hours have been so consuming, just reading what people are saying about me [on social media],” he sighs. Do you have to read it? “No, but there’s something about being human that makes you. I’m scared of social media and how much it affects me,” he continues. “It’s literally become infused with who I am.”

Last October he apologised to his 21m Twitter followers, claiming he was worried that what he was posting wasn’t meaningful enough. “For the first time I realised how many people are listening,” he says. He now monitors how often he goes online and tries to take regular breaks, using meditation to relax. “I don’t think of myself as conceited, but I definitely spend a lot of time reading about myself,” he says.

Mendes famously has three daily rules – going to the gym, two vocal lessons and never saying no to a selfie with a fan. He’s managed the first two so far and “took about 200 selfies yesterday”. Despite this, his rise has chimed with a shift in the upper echelons of pop – its recent exponents being anti-pop stars Adele, Ed Sheeran and (with her goofy dancing style and eternal quest for relatability) Taylor Swift, who’s now a friend. Even One Direction – whose blend of teen-orientated, guitar-led pop paved the way for Mendes – always felt like they were trying to play down the pop star element.

“The more open the world is getting, the more people are craving real,” he says. “I don’t think people want to see a made-up person. [In the past] there’s been a lot of dressing up, and I still think that stuff is amazing – like I’ll wear a sleeveless top – but at the end of it, when it comes down to you, I think it’s about being authentic.” For all this talk of authenticity and being like everyone else, I tell him, you’re also a pop star begging people to look at you. Do you have to believe your own hype? “Of course,” he says, his eyes darting over my shoulder to the mirrored wall behind. “You have to. If you wake up every day and say, ‘I’m OK,’ you’re going to just be that. If you wake up everyday and look at yourself in the mirror and say, ‘I’m great, let’s go sell out that stadium,’ then you will.”

You could say he’s been in motivational training for a while now, having started out as a 14-year-old YouTube star, uploading acoustic covers of songs (Bieber, among others), before switching to the now defunct social media platform Vine. He taught himself to play the guitar via YouTube tutorials at home in the small town of Pickering, Ontario, while one of his first public performances was in a plaza in Portugal where his family – mum Karen, a British estate agent, dad Manny, a Portuguese businessman, and younger sister Aaliyah – were holidaying. While his parents were shopping, Mendes hopped up next to a statue and belted out a Bruno Mars song. “I was sweating and I thought, ‘Dude, if you want to be a singer, you’ve got to at least be able to stand on this statue and sing,’” he says of that moment.

Where was that pressure coming from? “It was from myself, which is pretty much a big statement on my personality at 14 years old.”

While he says he loved school, his early fame – after signing to Island Records his debut single, Life of the Party, was released when he was just 15 – meant he was bullied. “People were cruel at first,” he says, clearing his throat and fiddling with the rim of a cup of green tea. “They just thought it was so stupid.” He’d skip school every Friday to attend influencer events in which social media stars met fans who already assumed they were friends. “I was taking 1,500 selfies a night,” he laughs. “You quickly learn that what you love to do is a job, but I don’t resent what I do. I don’t hate taking selfies.”

Success was rapid, with his third single Stitches breaking the US top five and peaking at number one in the UK. That same year he supported Swift on her 1989 stadium tour. How did he cope? “This life is more real to me than anything,” he says. “If I were to walk down the street and no one recognised me, I’d feel something was wrong. When I was really young [fame] morphed who I was. If it was to become normal, it would feel un-normal to me.”

From the outside, I say, the other recent pop artists who can relate to that are Britney Spears or Bieber, people who have had issues with growing up in the spotlight. “A couple of times I’ve worried about that, too, but outside of all this I live a really normal life,” he says slowly. “You have to make an effort to carry your own bags, drive your own car and not be afraid of the public. I don’t blame people at all who stay inside. I understand how it could be terrifying to go to a restaurant and eat because you’re scared someone’s going to take a photo of you.”

Is that more intrusive than a selfie? “I’ve been so lucky that fans have been taking photos of me eating since I was 15, so I’m a little bit numb to it,” he says, his tone rarely deviating from preternaturally calm. There’s probably an Instagram account called Shawn Mendes Eating, I joke (I check later and while there’s no account, there is a hashtag to follow). Can it feel as if he’s being watched? “I’m inherently [aware of] that all the time.” If it ever gets too much, he leaves rather than making a scene. Are you a people-pleaser, I ask? “Yeah, is that bad?” he smiles. “It can lead to failure, but if I fail trying to please everyone, then that’s OK.”

Mendes spends a lot of time contemplating people’s perceptions of him. Last year he publicly criticised a Rolling Stone cover story, expressing his regret that “the positive side of a story doesn’t always get fully told”. I assume it’s because the piece mentioned his penchant for smoking weed, a detail that had upset some fans. “That didn’t bother me,” he smiles. “Actually, I was happy about that because maybe it’s OK for them to understand that weed’s not a big deal.” He says he hasn’t smoked in three months.

Another part of the story focused on rumours about his sexuality. “For me it’s hurtful,” he says. “I get mad when people assume things about me because I imagine the people who don’t have the support system I have and how that must affect them.” (In late 2017 he posted an emotional Snapchat story: “First of all, I’m not gay. Second of all, it shouldn’t make a difference if I was or wasn’t.”) He sighs and says: “That was why I was so angry, and you can see I still get riled up, because I don’t think people understand that when you come at me about something that’s stupid you hurt so many other people. They might not be speaking, but they’re listening.”

He says the reason he criticised the article was over a small detail in which he mentioned Dua Lipa and her boyfriend, and how amazing it looked to be in love. “It made me seem so creepy,” he says. “If anything, the article made me realise your career isn’t over if people think you’re not perfect.” You could see how the creepy singleton tag might irk him, and also why it might stick – a lot of Mendes’s biggest singles play on the idea of him as the emotionally needy bloke who gets messed around and comes back for more.

Are you bored of being The Nice Guy? He splutters, clears his throat and sits bolt upright. “Yeah, I am! It sounds so stupid – to be a nice person is the best thing in the world – but, yeah, I’m 20 and I just want to have fun. What I don’t want to do is live the rest of my life thinking, ‘I wouldn’t do that because I’m known as Prince Charming.’ The second that someone corners you into a personality, you don’t want to be that person any more.”

Two weeks later, Mendes is onstage in Amsterdam. In keeping with the floral artwork for his recent self-titled album, a 50ft rose snakes up to the ceiling from the so-called B-stage where he’ll later serenade the throngs of teenage fans and nodding dads with a handful of ballads. Replica light-up roses (€20 a pop at the merch stand) bob about in the dark as Mendes runs through a hugely entertaining, PG-13 simulacrum of a rock show to ear-bleeding screams (“God I’m so old,” a woman sitting behind me yells as she surveys the crowd).

Keen to further align himself with the pantheon of rock’s smiliest exponents, tonight Mendes segues from a cover of Coldplay’s big-hearted anthem Fix You into his own, the Kings of Leon-esque In My Blood, a song that surprised fans by touching on depression. Tonight it’s transformed – with the help of a ticker tape explosion – into something close to catharsis.

“There’s nothing like being on stage – you feel like Superman!” he’d said earlier, claiming it to be better than sex or any high. “My goal now is to enjoy what I do more and more because otherwise it doesn’t fucking matter. I used to think it was all about the crowd, but I have to be happy within myself.” As he takes his millionth selfie, his face radiating pure elation, you believe he might be.

Shawn Mendes plays London O2 on 16, 17 and 19 April

Fashion editor Helen Seamons; grooming by Anna Thompson using Bobbi Brown and Monat; lighting by Michael Furlonger and Tilly Pearson; digital operator John Munro; fashion assistant Penny Chan; shot at 12th Knot, seacontainerslondon.com

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