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✎𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐛𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

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𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦. 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒; 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

a/n; everything is fictional!

the night was young but more often than not it was filled with bustling chatter and soft violins stringing through the ballroom. alas, it was the celebration of Queen Choi’s 65th birthday and the parliament was gathering tonight on the sparkling marble floors of the choi residence. in their normal herd, the choi brothers were dappered up their white ruffle collared dress shirts and suit jackets in the midst of the crowd alongside their cousins, prince taehyun and prince kai. no matter what the occasion was, they were always dressed gorgeously. each of their hair was parted and curled beautifully over top of their eyebrows. their suits were made of the highest quality and tailored to their body shapes. they wore the finest of jewelry plated with pure gold. being born into a royal family full of riches had it’s perks and they always shone brightly on the five.

“good evening your highness. might I compliment you on how handsome you look tonight?”. she bowed graciously in front of choi beomgyu who was currently taking a sip of his white wine. he swallowed just before staring her in her hopeful eyes. “no you may not. what you can do though is give me and my blood some space to talk. carry on”. he says before waving her off. she frowns shortly and walks away, leaving the rest of the four chuckling in her trail.

“damn. so much for being courted”. taehyun mumbles taking a sip of his wine as well. yeonjun playfully pushes his youngest brother’s shoulder. “you know you’re up next to get married. it’s only a matter of time before mother arranges it”.

beomgyu shrugs, “I don’t want anyone mother has for me. nor do I want any of these women who court me either. all they’re looking for is get rich quick schemes anyways”.

“then what are you going to do? if you don’t get married soon you will never hold a higher spot in parliament”. kai adds.

“literally. while all of us, yeonjun hyung, taehyun, kai and me, are being crowned you’re still going to be prince beomgyu”. soobin laughs holding his glass up to the air, sipping the last of his beverage in the sea of the group’s laughter.

“with no type of power or authority”. taehyun adds making the four of them laugh even harder. beomgyu rolls his eyes. he could admit, maybe it was embarrassing that even the youngers Taehyun and Kai were getting married before him. but that was only because the boys knew who they wanted and courted them accordingly. and also because the boys married safely within royalty.

but beomgyu knew who he wanted as well. only, he wasn’t allowed to marry her. for she was of royalty of course but she was of different blood. she was apart of the choi family’s biggest rival, King and Queen Hendrix.

and of course right at the very thought of her, she arrived. see, even if the choi’s and hendrix’s were rivals no matter what-- all royal families were invited to all events and celebrations and were required to attend, almost being forced to make peace each time both families saw each other.

“here they go with their bullshit. if they start anything this time it’s going to be a problem”. yeonjun grumbles watching the King and Queen walk in with cheshire cat smiles and folks bowing to them accordingly. it was only a matter of time before the both of them approached the boys and of course they were all required to bow.

“nice to see that you all are aging well. perhaps when you’re crowned you’ll assist our Princes with any decision making in the kingdom”. Queen hendrix spoke holding her head high and her lips tight. She always had this sweet tone in her voice laced with demise. heuning kai nods. “of course your highness. we’ll all make a wonderful royal family”. she gave them another smug glance and made a hmph noise just before walking off. as soon as she was out of sight yeonjun sucks his teeth.

“i swear you’re such a kiss up heuning”.

“what am I supposed to do? wave her off like beomgyu hyung does his courts? no thank you I don’t want to get killed”.

they were arguing but choi beomgyu was eyeing her. yes, princess aaliyah. she happened to be wearing a brown sparkly mermaid tale gown. her hair was done up in a high curly ponytail with some curly strands hanging down in front of her face and diamond earrings dangling at her neck. her almond shaped eyes immediately met beomgyu’s and a smirk flickered at the corner of her thick umber glossed lips. he smirks back and let’s his eyes wander her body.

pft. it wouldn’t be the first time they’ve done it before.

she adjusts her jewelry before strutting her way over.

“and here comes bitchy princess”. tyun says, chewing on the leftover ice in his glass. soobin rolls his eyes. “why is she coming over here?”.

“to talk about how her brothers are going to make better kings than us. what the hell else is new”. yeonjun adds.

“good evening”. she bows. “I see you gentlemen aren’t socializing much. it’s hard to be crowned when you barely know anything about your people”.

“you just arrived your highness. may I ask, how would you know what we’ve been doing?”. beomgyu snarls.

“i assume it isn’t anything different from what you all do at any other occasion”.

“and why is it any of your concern?”. beomgyu sneers again. the boys were silently laughing on the inside. beomgyu was the only one who was never afraid of talking to princess aaliyah the way she deserved without consequences. it was mainly why they always let him do the talking whenever she came around.

she licks her upper set of teeth and smirked at his attitude. it was sexy. “you’re soon to be crowned with my brothers it’s always of my concern”.

“well I think there’s some time until then isn’t there? run along your highness”.

she sucks her teeth and he steals short glances at her boobs almost spilling out her dress. “you’re right. I have better things to do other than approach a bunch of undeserving halfwits. if you’ll excuse me”. she replies arrogantly before strutting away, beomgyu’s eyes following her petite frame until she was almost out of sight.

“did you see how defeated she looked? ah! that shit was priceless”. yeonjun laughs amongst the boys once she was finally away. “i swear hyung I don’t know how you aren’t dead already. if that was any of us we’d be gone by the time we take our next breath”. taehyun mentions. beomgyu laughs with them. “I don’t know either. I have to use the bathroom though. I’ll be right back”. he assures.

“fuckk mmh”. she whimpers trying to keep her volume at a minimum. they knew that if anyone were to find out about their affairs they’d be getting exiled. but that didn’t keep choi beomgyu’s head from under aaliyah’s dress. as soon as they bustled into the wash room he sat her on top of the washing machine and proceeded to eat her shamelessly.

he wraps his tongue around her clit and sucks her wet folds generously, holding her legs open with his hands. he glares up at her with the most innocent eyes while he was doing so ripping her heart into shreds. he wrangles his tongue along each and every part of her making her back arch in absolute bliss. she felt herself. pound at the feeling of his slimy tongue sucking on her sensitive nub.

“fuck! gyu you’re such a good boy for me”. she moans in a whisper running her hands through his hair. she tongue kisses her clit attentively. “you taste so fucking good”. he praised just before sticking his tongue inside of her. he presses his thumb against her swollen nub while tongue fucking her sensitive core. she pants with beads of sweat glissading down her chest. her hips stuttered against his lips.

and beomgyu liked it. he loved when he was the one pleasuring her. he loved seeing her pretty face contorted in pleasure. he loved how erotic she sounded when she moaned. he loved how sometimes she’d get so wet for him he could see it through her pantties. he loved having her much needed bliss at his disposal. and he didn’t care what he had to do to get his fix.

he always ate her slow and steady, taking his time but spending quality time in the places she loved, licking and sucking like his life depended on it. he dug into her thighs with his hands and dragged his tongue up and down her folds. he’d bob his head obediently sucking on her and moaning at her taste. she clutches his hair shaking at his speed. he ate painfully slow but it felt better that way. she loved when he took his precious time eating her as if it was his art.

but most importantly she enjoyed the risk of it all. him eating her when she knew it was forbidden. but she couldn’t get enough of beomgyu’s tongue and his lips. the way he fucked her hard and rough and looked at her like she was the best thing to ever happen to him.

“oh god I’m going to c-cum”. she whines and beomgyu did nothing but ignore her cries and continue to let his tongue ruin her in every possible way. each time he slips his tongue out it was left with more precum than it went in with and he loved it all too much. he cradles her hips to his face to deepen the thrusts and she shakes at the overbearing feeling. “fuckk you’re so good with your mouth”. she breathes with her eyes rolling to the back of her head. she steadily grinds her hips down on his tongue.

“yes fuck my mouth please”. he begs.

“promise me you’ll only eat me like this choi beomgyu”. she pants desperately trying to chase the orgasm she needed.

he squeezes her thighs feeling himself get hard at the sound of her needy noises and squirming.

“I promise i’ll always eat your pussy like this”

#choi beomgyu #beomgyu smut #tomorrow by together #beomgyu drabble #beomgyu imagines #beomgyuxblack!girl #ambw

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softboywriting · 4 years

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Christmas Kiss | Shawn Mendes

Summary: You and Shawn have been friends since you were kids. You never meant to fall in love with him, his life and job now make a relationship hard. This Christmas you decide to tell him how you feel, there is only one problem, you’re sick with a cold and you don’t think you’ll get to see him. [fluff] [Christmas themed] [sick/cold] [non au] [friends to lovers]

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Being sick when Shawn comes home from tour for Christmas is not ideal. You felt the cold coming on two days before he was scheduled to land in Toronto. You had plans, big plans with Shawn. It's been ages since he's been able to hang out in person, and you finally have the courage to admit to him that you want to be more than friends. This week was supposed to be a huge life changing event, a Christmas to remember. You did everything you could to stop the onslaught of runny nose and puffy watery eyes; medicine, orange juice, supplements, but to no avail. You are undoubtedly, irrevocably, sick.

Monday morning you wake up to the doorbell for your apartment buzzing non stop. The world feels heavy. You sit up in slow motion it seems and there is nothing you can do but focus on breathing for a moment while you gain your bearings and listen to that awful tinny buzzing from someone wanting into your building. You crawl out of bed and drag yourself to the door, dragging your feet like they're in sticky mud.

"Hello?" You ask, finger on the call button for the front door. Your voice is completely wrecked, absolutely destroyed from coughing. "Hello? Anybody there?"

"It's Shawn."

"Shawn?" You glance at the clock over your couch a few feet away. It's just after nine. "What're you doing here?"

"I got you some stuff. Let me in, it's cold out here." He laughs and you press the door button to let him in.

Moments later he is pushing open the door to your apartment and carrying in bags of stuff. You wrap a blanket off the couch around your shoulders and watch as he unloads bag after bag onto your kitchen island.

"What's this?"

"Medicine, food, gifts." Shawn starts unpacking and setting aside Oreos and some ramen cups. "I stopped by the store for you on my way over with your Christmas gifts."

You shuffle forward and look at the bags. They're full of more groceries than you would usually buy in two weeks. How much does the guy think you eat? And what is with all the junk food? You tug the corner of a bag down and see a bottle of whiskey. "What's this?" You pull out a fifth of Canadian whiskey and give Shawn a look.

"That's for us." He puts away the Oreos and some mac and cheese into a cupboard. "Hot toddies are good for making you sweat out a cold."

"Uh huh. You said “us”? You're not staying."

"The hell I’m not."

"Shawn, you can't get sick. You're a rockstar, you have to sing. You...you have responsibilities."

"Yeah and right now," he pauses and hands you a box of tissues. "My responsibility is my best friend."

Best friend. That packs a punch you didn't expect. A haunting reminder of how he thinks of you, at least, how he presents that he thinks of you. It's hard and it's getting harder, that courage you built up the last few months is withering now like ice in the hot sun. It's just turning to steam before your very eyes. Shit.

"What if you get sick?"

"So what? I've been sick before and I'll be sick again." Shawn wads up the last of the grocery bags and sets aside a bunch of wrapped boxes on the counter. "I've waited four months to be here and to see you. I'm not letting some stupid runny nose stop me."

"I'm not going to be any fun." You sniff, eyes watering heavily. "I'm just going to sleep and be miserable."

Shawn rolls his eyes. "I know you. You'll want to watch Lion King and drink peppermint tea until you're so tired you pass out. I'm prepared for that."

"Wow. Just read me like a book why don't you?"

He grins. "Go sit down. I'll make some tea and we'll talk and catch up."

"We talk everyday."

"But it's different when we're together."

"Yeah but..." You chew on your lip and he lays his hand on your shoulder. "Never mind. Thank you for coming over."

"You'd do the same for me." He cups your cheek and you turn your eyes up at him, sure that you must look terrible. "You're welcome."

His soft gaze breaks you. You step forward and wrap your arms around him, pressing your face to his chest. Your fingers curl tight into his shirt and he holds your head with both hands.

"I missed you," he says, fingers working into your hair and scratching at your scalp with his blunt fingertips. "Things aren't the same without you."

"I missed you too." You murmur, eyes closed and you can almost, just barely, smell his cologne. Maybe your one nostril is unblocked. Maybe...just maybe you just want to be immersed in that familiar scent so bad it's appearing in your mind.

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Shawn spends the rest of the day with you. He makes you tea and warm whiskey spiked drinks. You watch the Lion King, Mulan and Moana. Just after six the sun starts to slip behind the horizon, your living room becoming dark. Shawn's arm finds its way around your shoulders and he leans his head on your head. You want to tell him. You need to tell him how you feel.

"Tomorrow is Christmas."

You nod slightly. "Sure is."

"My parents are in Barbados." Shawn chuckles. "It was a gift for their anniversary, but the cruise got rescheduled. I was surprised when they said they'd be gone for Christmas. It's not like mom to miss it."

"Maybe they just really needed a vacation."

Shawn sits up and runs a hand over his unruly long hair. "Probably. I know mom's been having a hell of a time finding clients for work. And dad...dad is always working hard, a hundred and fifty percent everyday." He sighs. "I'm glad they taught me a good work ethic y'know, but I wish they'd take it easy. It's not like it was when Aaliyah and I were kids. They don't have to try so hard."

You lay your hand on Shawn's and he turns it over, threading his fingers between yours and rubbing absentmindedly with his thumb. "I suppose parents always want to provide for their kids, even if they are rockstars." You giggle and he gives you a look.

He hates when you call him rockstar. He says it feels like it cheapens things, makes you less than him. He doesn't want you to think of him as a rockstar but as your best friend.

"Are you parents flying in for the holiday?"

You shake your head. "No, they couldn't afford it this year."

"Why'd they move to Florida again?"

"Mom wanted to live on the beach." You roll your eyes and he squeezes your hand. "Dad also got a job down there with the construction company he works for."

"Ah. So, do you want to spend Christmas together?"

"I figured that was the plan." You look to the window where it's snowing heavily outside. "I didn't think you'd want to drive home across Toronto in this weather."

"I don't." Shawn pulls his hand away to brush his hair back with it while he reaches for his drink. "I don't mind taking the couch."

"You know what you need?" You say, getting up and going over to the kitchen. You grab a few hair ties out of the bowl that holds your keys. "These."

"Ponytails?"

"Yeah. Your hair is ridiculous and you keep pushing it out of your face every two minutes." You stand in front of him and he leans forward for you. Skillfully you gather up the top of his hair into two little pig tails on the top of his head. He looks outrageous and you can't help the ugly laugh that burbles out.

"I look stupid don't I?" Shawn asks, half laughing at your reaction. He stands and looks in the decorative mirror beside the TV. "Ohmygod. This is my new look." He turns to look at you where you've collapsed on the couch laughing and struggling to breath through your clogged nose. "Goodbye headbands, hello pigtails."

"Stop! Shawn I'm gonna die!"

"Nope. You did this." He poses, peace sign over his face while making duck lips. "High fashion baby."

You start coughing, laughter quickly succumbing to a wheezing fit and hacking. You down the rest of your tea, just warm from sitting on the table too long, and take a few deep breaths.

Shawn drops to his knees beside you, hand on your chest. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I made you laugh too hard, I'm so sorry. What can I do? How do I help?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." You cough a few more times and grab Shawn's mug, downing his drink. "I just laughed too hard. It's alright. I'm okay, just a little tired now."

"Come on, let's settle back down on the couch." Shawn grabs your arms and sits you up right on the sofa. "I'll grab some extra blankets and we'll sleep out here."

"But-"

"No buts. I'll be right back."

You close your eyes and lean your head back on the cushions. You're dying. Sickness is wreaking havoc on your body. Shawn's wreaking havoc on your heart, and you're absolutely destroying your mental capacity with liquor and cough medicine. You can't wait. You have to tell Shawn. It's now or never. Balls to the wall. You just have to-

"Are you okay?" Shawn's voice breaks through your thoughts and you open your eyes. "You look a little out of it."

"I love you."

"I love you too?" He says sinking down on the couch and flopping the blankets he was carrying over your lap. "What's with the sudden affection?"

"No, I mean-" You hold your head as it throbs. Maybe whiskey and NyQuil don't mix. In fact, you know they don't. "I am in love with you."

"I know."

"W-what?"

Shawn brushes your hair back off your clammy face and looks at you with those soft hazel brown eyes you adore. "I've known for a long time.”

“I-I Wha-”

“It's okay, don’t panic. I'm in love with you too. I know I always said that when the time comes I'll know, and I can't pinpoint the moment it happened but one day I woke up and I realized my whole world is waiting for me in a tiny apartment in Toronto." He chuckles. "I've been working on a way to tell you, a way to make it work with my job. I haven't found that way yet, and I hoped you would wait for me, though I didn't expect that. So I never told you. I couldn't- I won't hurt someone like that, especially not you."

"I-I don't know what to say." You stare at him, unsure of your reality as your head swims. Is this real? Did you fall asleep? Are you in some kind of cold medicine induced mini coma? "I'm asleep aren’t I?"

"You're not." Shawn presses his hand to your forehead. "You've got a fever though."

"This isn't real. You're not even here. I'm going crazy." You slump over and Shawn covers you with blankets. "I'm just coping aren't I? Stressed myself out so far that I'm dreaming of telling you the truth."

"You're awfully self aware for a dream."

"That's just what dream Shawn would say."

He chuckles. "I'm getting you some Advil. Relax and I'll be right back with a very real glass of water and two very real pain relievers."

You close your eyes once more and quickly you begin to drift off to sleep. You vaguely remember Shawn sitting your head up to take the Advil and water. But after that everything is a blur of sleep and muddled nonsense dreams.

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Christmas morning you wake up on the couch. Your body is stiff, achy from sickness and the unsupportive couch cushions. Beside you is a glass of water and some cold medicine on the coffee table. There is a lump of blankets by the other end of the couch and you can see a mop of hair sticking out, two pigtails very visible.

Then reality hits you. If you're waking up now with Shawn asleep in your living room that means last night was very real. It means...you confessed your feelings and Shawn, well, he confessed them back. Excitement, hope and terror are quite a cocktail of emotions. They make your stomach lurch, your heart flutter and your hands shake. What happens now? Where do things go from here?

"Hey," Shawn's groans, peeking over his blankets at you. "How's the fever?"

"Good? I think? I just woke up."

"Mmm." He sits up and stretches. "It's Christmas."

"Yeah." You look over to the tree in the corner where there are boxes from your parents, your sister and Shawn all waiting to be unwrapped. "I can wait though."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to be the only one to unwrap gifts."

Shawn laughs and grabs a few of the boxes from under the tree. "I brought my gifts too, the ones my parents and Aaliyah left for me at my apartment."

"Oh. I thought you brought all of those for me, I thought it was a lot but I didn't want to say anything."

"No." Shawn passes you a box with your name on it. "You definitely deserve this many, but I didn't go crazy."

"You've been crazy." You smile and he gives you a look that turns into a smirk. "Did...did you mean what you said last night?"

"Every word of it." Shawn sits across from you on the couch with his box in his lap. He picks at the paper a bit. "It's okay, like if you don't want to do anything right now. I know my life is insane and yours isn't anywhere near as hectic." He chews his lower lip. "I couldn't ever ask you to commit to my life and the distance and-"

"Shawn."

"Yes?"

"We'll figure it out."

His eyes light up and he stares at you, seemingly bewildered. "You want to try? You want to be in a relationship? With me? I-I'm- you're sure?"

"Shawn I haven't wanted anything more in the last year. We already make the distance work as friends. What's the difference in doing it as a couple?" You sniff and wipe your eyes that are watering from your clogged sinuses. "I think the distance has only made us stronger friends and-"

Shawn leans in to kiss you, hands on your legs and you stop him at the last second with your fingers against his lips. "Please?" he murmurs.

"You're so dumb."

"Because I'm going to kissing you and you're sick?"

"Yes."

He grins and grabs your face, pressing his forehead against yours. "I guess we'll just have to be the couple that shares everything."

"This is not what that means."

"I don't care." He tries to kiss you again and you groan, stopping him. "Shawn, you're gonna get sick."

"I don't care." Another attempted kiss. "I've waited a long time for this."

You cup his face and push him back a bit so he will stop trying to infect himself. “I have too but I'm not going to kiss you and get you sick. And when you've got this cold I will not kiss you then either."

"Yeah you will. Don't lie."

"I won't." You giggle and he pushes forward, leaning you back until you're laying against the arm of the couch with his body covering yours. "Is this for real?"

"Very real." He kisses your nose. "I don't want to wait." He kisses your head. "I've been alone for a long while this feels...it feels so right. Please let me kiss you."

"Alright." You close your eyes and he presses his lips to yours. It's soft, sweet and everything you ever imagined. "Happy?"

"Yes," he whispers, smiling against your lips. "Merry Christmas darling."

You giggle at the pet name. He knows it's one of your favourites. "Merry Christmas Shawn."

End

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oyesmendes · 4 years

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a year later

a/n: remember the person who asked for whiskey and pendants part two? and i told her no? well i was wrong. i made this a 5SOS and Shawn Mendes crossover LOL don’t killme

@mendesficsxbombay hope i didnt rip too hard

One year. They’ve been broken up for one year as of today, not that anyone was counting. Y/N couldn’t be bothered to count the number of days since the supposed love of her life broke her heart into pieces and left her hanging by a thread. She had better things to worry about. Like how she was on her way to an album release party for 5 Seconds of Summer, in her favourite scarlet red dress, the fabric clinging on to her body and hugging the curves she was once too shy to show off. Her hair was now cut short, the messy waves of her hair doing wonders to frame her face. She got a tan from her recent trip to Bora Bora, figured that she would go even if Shawn wasn’t the one to take her there. It was a solo trip to foreign land, scary yet exhilarating, and somehow in-between her time in Bora Bora and the party that she was now on the way to, Y/N found herself. She started dating again, no surprise one of the 5SOS band members, Calum. But she also finally knew how she wanted to live her life by her own rules, to play the game her way. She let herself love in the ways she hadn’t done before, and honestly, she was making good progress. Y/N was happy, so fucking happy and content with her life.

“We’re here” the driver announced as the car came to a stop. Y/N thanked him before stepping out of the car, making her way into the building. She met with her friends at the rooftop bar, nursing a cocktail as they caught up and discussed the album tracks. The band had greeted her with a wide grin on their faces, throwing around too many inside jokes they had made during the course of curating the album. She then shared the deepest, most loving kiss with her boyfriend and then left him to party the night away with his brothers. Y/N was having a good time, dancing to the songs that she had painstakingly produced. That was until he sauntered in.

One of her friends nudged her slightly, turning her attention to the entrance where Shawn stood, exchanging hellos with the band. She would’ve guessed he would be here, after all he was friends with the band before she worked with them. There was a pang in her chest when she actually took in his appearance. He had an acid wash denim jacket on, signature white T-shirt with black skinny jeans, not forgetting his worn out Chelsea boots. He looked fresh as hell she wasn’t going to lie, his hair styled perfectly and the smile on his face as wide as when he first locked eyes with her. Before she could even react, Shawn’s eyes were scanning the crowd. It was as if he knew she would be there, and of course why would he not know? Her name was on the record for God’s sake. She quickly turned to face the bar, her friends providing the adequate distraction as they went on about their lives. Though it wasn’t long before a hand landed on Y/N’s shoulder, and the look on her girl friend’s faces was enough to tell her who it was.

“Hey” She breathed out. He had a beer in his hand, cheeks flushed from the influx of alcohol. Shawn grinned stupidly, babbling out a response to her. Y/N got off the bar stool, turning to face him.

“Nice to see you again.” A genuine smile was on her face now, because it was really nice to see him again, and the fact that he looked happy was good.

“I almost didn’t recognise you with your hair, and wow, this dress.”

“Thanks.” Y/N said shyly. The confidence that she brewed over the past year was now gone in an instant while she was under his eyes. She cursed at herself mentally, standing up straighter in her black stilettos. He never saw this side of her before and to Shawn, it was absolutely stunning. An awkward silence fell between the both of them, the chatter of the rooftop bar insufficient to fill the air. Y/N played with the rings on her fingers, hands still wrapped around the half empty glass.

“Can we talk? Maybe somewhere quiet?” Here we go. Y/N nodded, grabbing her glass off the table as she followed behind Shawn. They made their way through the small crowd, stopping to greet mutual friends every once in awhile. Shawn let them to a corner with less people, and a view overlooking the Los Angeles skyline. It felt like their first meeting all over again just that this time, her heart was in different place and the feelings between them far from mutual.

“This is nice isn’t it?” Shawn sighed, letting the cool wind brush his face. She hummed in response, watching the lights sparkle below them.

“I’m sorry for that night, Y/N” He tilted his body to face her. Throughout their two year relationship, Y/N was like an open book and Shawn knew her every move before she even thought about it. But right now, the book was closed, and he was trying really hard to read the words that weren’t there.

“I am too.” She turned to face him as well, and that’s when she noticed the pendant sitting on his chest. The one that she left on the floor of his apartment lobby, the one that brought them together and broke them apart. Her breath hitched in her throat when she felt Shawn grab onto her hand softly. There was no more spark, at least for her, it was just a shockwave sent through her system as she quickly pulled her hand back. Y/N watched as Shawn’s face dropped, him nodding understandingly.

“I just wanted to say I miss-“

“No, please don’t do this” She ran her hand through her hair, the messy curls now a disheveled mess.

“Let me apologise, Y/N. Let me fix this.”

“What for?”

“For the sake of our love.” Y/N let out a humourless chuckle at those words. This was some cliche scene straight out of a movie and right now, she wasn’t having it.

“For the sake of our love? Are you out of your mind, Shawn? There was no love between us the moment you led that stupid blonde chick- Sarah, come into our life. There was no love the moment you left me to clean up the pieces of that broken glass that afternoon.” Her voice was raised ever so slightly, earning the attention of some people nearby. She turned to face the skyline again. It felt like a sick joke to Y/N - now that she was happy, he wants to come rolling in? No God damn way.

“We both had a part to play that afternoon, Y/N.” Shawn stated as a matter-of-fact. Two can play this game.

“Yeah, but I didn’t have a part in sitting on your lap throughout the party that night.”

“I just wanted to apologise, why do you have to make this so hard?” Shawn sighed. Now Y/N felt the anger bubble in her chest. She slammed her cocktail down on the ledge to make a point.

“Do you think I had it easy? I look put together yes, but the scars from the heartbreak are still here, Shawn. I was hurt but I’m getting over it, I’m happy. As much as you would like for us to kiss and make up, I can safely tell you that it’s not going to happen. I’m not the same person anymore.” As if on cue, a six foot tall Australian made his way to Y/N’s side, hands wrapping around her waist protectively.

“Everything alright, love?” Calum kissed the top of her head, looking at her then at Shawn. Y/N could only smile and nod though the hurt on Shawn’s face was evidence that nothing was right. Calum acted oblivious to the situation, pulling her in even tighter.

“Then is it alright if I steal her away from ya for a minute?” Shawn nodded with a tight lipped smile as he watched her cuddle into the Calum’s side.

The rest of the night felt like a blur to Shawn. Y/N disappeared with Calum after the encounter with him to the other side of the bar so she could calm down. Once she emerged in the crowds again, Shawn had his eyes following her as she jumped from group to group with her boyfriend, if not she was stuck to the side of his bandmates or their girlfriends. He wanted to get to her, explain everything and let her punch him if she must. He wanted to tell her he was sorry, and how much he loved her. He wanted to show her the pictures of Aaliyah’s graduation, the new song he wrote a couple of weeks ago that he thought would be perfect for her to produce. And most importantly he wanted to show her the ring he meant to give her that night a year ago. But he couldn’t.

She looked too happy and confident in her own skin that he couldn’t bear stripping that away from her. She was in love, the glow of her skin and look in her eyes as she stared at her boyfriend didn’t keep anyone guessing. A loud laugh erupted from her lips while she stood next to one of the band members. Her eyes found Shawn’s and she looked for a brief moment before returning her attention back to the group.

“If you’re going to stare, at least be more discreet, mate” Calum said as he took the seat next to Shawn. Shawn stayed silent, eyes still following her as she leaned on the shoulder of one of the girls.

“I know you still love her.” Shawn looked at Calum who was undoubtedly a little drunk, but he was right, even a blind man could tell Shawn was still head over heels for her.

“I do.”

“But you’re in love with the old her.” What the fuck was this man talking about? Shawn thought to himself. He downed the last shot of tequila, wincing as the alcohol slid down his throat. Shawn wanted to get up from his seat and bolt out those doors, but Calum’s next words glued him to the bar stool.

“I know this is stupid, and trust me mate I can’t believe I’m talking to my girl’s ex-boyfriend, but yeah Y/N’s changed.”

“In what way?”

“In the smallest as well as the largest of ways.” Calum took a swig of his beer, “She no longer drinks whiskey like how she did a year ago. Made me get rid of all my whiskey glasses.”

Calum didn’t know it was a low blow, but Shawn felt the knife stab his heart. He waited for him to continue, “She’s so confident of her work now, and she’s one of the most creative people I know. She’s comfortable in her own skin, she’s happy-“

“You don’t know that.” Shawn cut him off but Calum could only smile to himself as he set his bottle down.

“I do, she wasn’t like this a year ago in that club.” Both their eyes flickered over when a large chorus of laughs came from her and her friends. She was dancing and twirling around, something she would never have done with Shawn.

“I get why you still love her, Shawn. But that’s the old her you’re seeing. This is a brand new Y/N, I hope you know.” Calum pat Shawn on the back before joining his friends. He watched as she kissed him softly on the lips and pulled him to dance with her. She was happy.

Shawn could only push the tray of shots back to the bartender as he made his way to leave the bar, to leave the woman he once called his own.

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Heartstrings | Chapter XIV | Shawn Mendes

“ ‘It’s like a best friend, but more. It’s the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone else. It’s someone who makes you a better person, well, actually they don’t make you a better person… you do that yourself because they inspire you. A soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever. It’s the one person who knew you, and accepted you, and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would. And no matter what happens..you’ll always love them.’ - unknown”

“Shawn was a huge believer that the ‘soulmates’ situation’ was the most stupid thing on the planet, specially since it was such a rare thing to find someone with the same mark as you. He would do anything he could to prevent the so called 'destiny’ from happening, but could he?”

hi, this is the last chapter to this series and i'm so grateful to anyone who followed this story as it was in the building process, and i'm so happy with how it "came to life", so thank you so much. i have to shoutout to two people in particular or this wouldn't have turned out the way it did. first of all, i have to thank my bad boy anon for requesting this series on the first place and being so supportive, and also i have to thank @fanficshawn for helping me figuring this whole concept out. anyway, i hope you like it, and please give me some feedback.

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*Word Count: 4.8K+.

*Warnings: cursing, slight angst.

*Posted: June 18th, 2020.

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Whenever I think things are going alright, everything seems to flip upside down. I can’t seriously follow Shawn’s mood swings, really. I know we’re in the middle of finals and his mom had a car crash, but Aaliyah called me to tell everything was fine and he simply disappeared for a whole week. I couldn’t find him anywhere on campus and I swear I tried being comprehensive, but I just can’t take it anymore, I’m done waiting for him to actually open up to me. And even though he got better last weekend, he got back to normal rather quickly. So I decided to study and ignore the hurricane that Shawn Mendes is on my life.

I took the tests and days flew by as I hoped to go home as soon as possible, I was exhausted and this whole semester was a mess, not for academic reasons, Shawn, and Tyler and then Shawn. Since when guys are the only thing causing trouble in my life?! I mean, that’s all they do, but I never put so much effort on them, so this is a bit frustrating. But when I left my class due to the fact that my tests were officially over and I was feeling so much lighter than I was before. Unfortunately, the light sensation was gone when I saw his jeep parked outside the building and his body leaning on it as he texted someone.

I felt my phone vibrating on my back pocket and I picked it up as I started walking away on the opposite direction he was standing. Pretty mature, running away from my problemas, I know, but what do you want me to do? There was a text from him saying he was waiting for me outside and that we needed to talk. I ignored it and then my phone started ringing and I had to pick it up.

“Hi?”

“Y/N, are you seriously running away from me?” Shawn’s voice echoed through the phone.

“I’m not”

“I’m literally looking at you looking over your shoulder”

“Well, I’m not the one who disappeared, am I?”

“That’s why we need to talk, I promised you I would explain everything, and that’s why I’m here, baby girl”

“Is that how you work?”

“What do you mean?”

“You simply vanish and suddenly you’re ready to talk?!” I know I sounded stupidly mad, but I had to be honest.

“I’m sorry, I can explain, I know it won’t change everything, but I’ll at least be honest” he said and I was able to hear his voice from behind me and not only from the speaker as he turned off the phone call.

I turned around, only to be met with a pair of those gorgeous honey eyes, that even though I was wanting so bad to punch him, the sight alone still made me weak on my knees.

“Why should I go with you? I think you’ve had enough chances”

“I know that, but again, I’ll ask you for one more, let me take you out, we can grab lunch and then pack, I can give you a ride home, please, Y/N, I’ll answer everything you want after lunch”

“You promise me that?”

“I do, can I take you with me?”

“Where are we going?”

“I can take you to the diner, the one from our first date”

“It was a fake date”

“Didn’t feel fake to me”

“It- You-“

“Come on, we can discuss this later, I know you’re hungry and you probably didn’t have breakfast nor dinner”

“How did you...?”

“I know you, Y/N, like the palm of my hand, now come on, burgers and fries and the guys are all waiting for us”

“Are they?”

“Yeah, it’s the end of the semester”

“Oh” Was all that left my mouth as Shawn extended his hand to me “let’s go then”

“Okay” he said as I grabbed his hand and interlaced our fingers, walking back to his car as he practically skipped his way back.

“How’s your mom by the way?”

“She’s fine, she’s at home”

“That’s awesome”

“Yeah” he answered and squeezed my hand softly “thank you”

I looked at him trying hard to hold back a smile, but it was impossible “Let’s not start this again, you were right, I’m starving!”

That was enough for Shawn to basically drag me chuckling to his car and I couldn’t hold back the laughter that bubbled from my throat. He was so excited to go grab lunch it was way too contagious, or maybe it’s because I was about to understand the whole situation and maybe be in peace with him. So the whole time we were in the car, he was basically beaming and jamming to his favorite songs as I tried not to die for laughing too hard. He parked two blocks from the diner cause it was filled with students and got out, as soon as my feet hit the ground, he was beside me, offering his arm like a true gentleman.

“Peace offering?” he tried with a grin and I just nodded giggling “I know this doesn’t mean I’m free, I don’t want to be free, I don’t want to be the reason you’re upset anymore, I just want you to enjoy today”

“Thank you, you are forgiven, for now at least, it’s a truce until you tell me everything”

“Works for me” he answered before placing a sweet kiss to my temple.

We entered the place and our table cheered as they saw us walking hand in hand and we just had to laugh. The guys hopped off the booth and left a spot for us both to sit in the corner against the wall, and Shawn didn’t resist the opportunity to pull me in. He rested his arm on the booth, just above my shoulder and I swear I had to hold back the need to just lean on his chest and relax after this stressful finals weeks. So instead of laying on him, I grabbed the menu to pick something up and Shawn poked my shoulder softly, which made me look at him and he was just smiling down at me which made me very confused at first, but then I heard Mel’s giggle from across the table and saw her holding her phone up at us.

“Come on, don’t pout at me, you two look way too cute for your own good” was all she used in her defense and I ended up just shrugging.

Everyone made their orders super quick cause apparently they’re all starving just like me, but even when the food arrived they kept on talking and cracking jokes all the time, which cause Brian to spill his soda through his nose. Somewhere between finishing my fries and milkshake, I felt Shawn’s arm falling around my shoulders casually, and since I didn’t do anything to shrug him off, he just kept it there, eventually pulling me closer, which led me to actually lean into him as the guys kept on talking.

Shawn looked down at me and placed a kiss on my forehead “Tired?”

“A bit, yeah”

“I can take you home”

“It’s okay, I’ll miss them anyway and my bags are already packed and my dorm is basically ready for me to leave”

“Oh, you can come nap in mine if you want, while I pack my stuff and then we can talk”

“Seems pretty good to me”

“We can even stop by at your dorm first, so you can pick up your stuff” Shawn offered as he played with some strings of my hair “Ian’s going home after lunch, so if you want to crash at my place and stay in his room, so we can leave tomorrow morning to be at home for lunch, you can”

“That’d be great, Mel’s probably going there to stay with Mike as well, right?”

“Mhmm, but they’ll both leave tonight”

“What are the love birds whispering about?” Brian chimed in.

“We are no-“

“It’s not worth it” I cut Shawn off by placing my hand on his cheek softly “we were just talking about packing and how we are going home tomorrow”

“But that’s not interesting”

“What did you expect, Brian? Them to tell you how they’re going to have sex all night long? Come on, they’re not you” Mel said rolling her eyes playfully at the red-haired boy.

“What do you mean ‘they’re not me’?”

“They’re not dumb” Mike replied and we all laughed as Brian seemed a bit too pissed to find it funny.

“Ha-ha as if you and Ian were a lot better”

“Everyone knows we are, dude!”

“Y/N! Help me out!”

I smirked at him and shrugged “Ugh, I wish I could, but I’m to busy whispering about my sex life with Shawn to help you” and with that the attention was back on the guys.

“Our sex life?” Shawn teased with a boyish grin on his lips as I rolled my eyes at him giggling softly.

“Shut uuup”

“Don’t blush, baby, it’s okay, you know you can talk to me about everything you want”

“I swear I’m not going back to yours tonight” I threatened and he only chuckled, placing a kiss to my hair.

“I’m only kidding, don’t need to get all flustered about it”

“Yeah yeah, fuck you”

“What a dirty mouth” he gasped and chuckled at my frown “I’m only teasing you, come on, don’t get upset”

“Whatever” I said rolling my eyes, but I couldn’t hold back a smile when he grabbed my face and kissed my cheek.

We spent a little while there just chatting and laughing until some of them needed to leave, so we decided it would be best if we left as well, apparently I was the only one with my stuff already packed. Shawn and I got to my place only to pick up my stuff and I took the opportunity to say goodbye to Mel and wish her happy holidays. But before I could leave, she pulled me into the room one more time in a bear hug as Shawn quietly left with my bags, telling me he would wait for me on his car.

“Mel, it’s literally just a couple of weeks”

“I know, I know, call me clingy or whatever, but I’ll miss you” she said with a frown and I laughed at her.

“Stop being silly, you won’t even have time to miss me! You’ll be spending Christmas with your new boy”

“Yeah, that’s pretty nice, right?”

“Yeah, and you said, back in August on the first few weeks, that you didn’t want anything serious”

“Guess you’ll never know, you didn’t know Shawn was your soulmate back then either”

“Is he really?”

“Dude, are you dumb or you’re just playing pretend? He’s clearly in love with you for ages, Y/N, he literally worships you, he’s just learning how to show it now”

“Are you sure? Maybe he was right, there is no such thing as soulmate”

“Sweetie, soulmates are simply two pieces that fit perfectly, they don’t have to be romantically involved, they’re just the other’s half”

“Mel...”

“Oh, come on, Y/N, here, I’ll read the definition for you”

“It’s not necessary”

“Shush for a second, thank you” Mel places her hand above my lips to keep me quiet “ha! found it! ‘It’s like a best friend, but more. It’s the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone else. It’s someone who makes you a better person, well, actually they don’t make you a better person… you do that yourself because they inspire you. A soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever. It’s the one person who knew you, and accepted you, and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would. And no matter what happens..you’ll always love them’”

“Aaand?”

“That’s you and Shawn, obviously”

“You’re reading way too many novels for your own good, Mel, and I’m the one who’s saying it”

“Fine, but when the both of you finally realize how special is the bond between you two, I’m going to be the one to tell you that I told you so”

“Okay” I shrugged giggling and she laughed in response.

“Now go, your man’s waiting downstairs”

“Okay, bye Mel” I said hugging her one more time.

We let each other go and she just grinned at me “Bye, bitch” So I took my backpack and phone and turned to leave, but before I could shut the door she added “Oh, you’re going to be completely alone tonight, so please do me a favor and use a condom”

I shut the door a bit harder than needed and I hear her laugh from inside the bedroom. I only shook my head, unable to contain the smile from blossoming on my lips as I walked away. Shawn was sitting patiently on the driver’s seat, looking down at his phone as I climbed up in his jeep. He locked the device as he looked up at me, starting the engine and starting to drive to his place.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Melissa, she’s just crazy”

“Took you a while to notice” he said with a chuckle and placing his hand, palm up, on the console.

“She’s just great at hiding it” I replied sarcastically as I laced our fingers.

He brought our hands to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the back of mine “Whatever you say”

The drive was short to his place, and I didn’t even picked up the bags, only grabbed my backpack that had all the stuff I needed for tonight and tomorrow morning and went with Shawn to his apartment. The place was filled with bags and backpacks, but apart from that, was the nicer it’s ever been during the semester. We didn’t stick longer downstairs, Shawn only grabbed two bottles of water for us and dragged me to his room, which was a complete war zone. He only took something’s off his bed and told me to get comfy to nap as he packed.

So that’s just what I did, I took off my shoes and placed my phone on the nightstand, laying down and watching as he started to go through his clothes and fold them not so nicely, and place them on his suitcase. I didn’t even noticed when I dozed off, but was really hard to keep myself awake with Shawn softly humming to some random song. I just noticed I was off, what felt like minutes later, when I felt someone calling me in a low tone and gently caressing my face waking me up. The first thing I saw was his honey eyes, then his body crouching down beside my side of the bed and then his perfectly aligned teeth in a beautiful smile.

“Hey” he mumbled softly.

“What time is it?” my voice sounded extremely groggy “how long was I out?”

“It’s almost 5:30, ordered us a pizza, hope you don’t mind” he replied standing straight “you slept for a bit more than an hour and a half”

“Oh shit” I let out as I ran a hand through my hair “I didn’t even noticed I was out til you woke me”

“You were sleeping pretty heavily, I felt bad for waking you up, but I was afraid if I let you sleep longer you wouldn’t be tired enough to sleep at night”

“No, you’re probably right, thank you” I said as I sat up, rubbing my eyes softly “Are you done with packing?”

“Yeah, I though that maybe if you wanted to talk... We could do it now”

“Oh, okay” I said crossing my legs and he sat down in front of me.

“This is not easy for me, so I’m going to ask you two things, okay?”

“Okay”

“First, I wouldn’t like things to change between us, it might take a while but I don’t want to loose you”

“You’re scaring me” I said with a nervous chuckle and he only smiled softly at me.

“I don’t intend to, I’m sorry, and the second one, I would like to say everything I have to say first, cause I don’t really know how to say this best, and I’ve practiced”

“Okay, sure” was all I could answer and I saw his cheeks getting pink.

Shawn took a deep breath and I placed my hand on his knee, and he only smiled at me as a response.

“You know I never really believed in soulmates and stuff, I just think it is a coincidence, right? And I even covered my birthmark that everyone teased me about with the swallow tattoo, to prevent myself from being stupid and looking for the same mark on others, cause for me this shit just wasn’t real. So when I found out, that you, the girl I had a massive crush on and my best friend and I shared the same birthmark, I completely lost my mind. I didn’t want to believe it was real, I didn’t even know if you thought of me that way. I was scared to death” he took a deep breath and I squeezed his knee gently.

He once again offered me a smile as he kept on going. “I didn’t want it to be real, didn’t want you to be my soulmate, I didn’t want to lose you, I wasn’t ready to be the one to ruin this amazing friendship we built during our whole lives, so my pretty dumb boy logic brain thought at first to ignore it, act like I never saw it before, and hell, I don’t know if it’s the soulmate/mark thing, if it’s God, if it’s C.I.A or, I don’t know, some greater love force, but every day we went through was getting harder to ignore my feelings for you and the itch sensation to just grab your pretty face and kiss you.

And then, my amazing ability to deal with feelings thought it was better to push you off than keep on falling harder for you, and I know, I was the worst to you and I’m so incredibly fucking sorry for ever treating you like that. You didn’t deserve it, and you also didn’t deserve being left in the dark, and I don’t even know how you found it in yourself to forgive me, but I’m so thankful for that. I felt like shit for ever making you sad and it literally hurt in me to see you less than happy, specially cause I knew it was my fault. And then the whole fake dating thing started and it was a mess. I was constantly jealous of Tyler, cause he’s an idiot who never deserved you and cause I really wanted you to myself. But I was completely torn between telling you everything and keep on pushing you away so I wouldn’t be the one hurting you more. Crazy, I know” he said with a ironic chuckle.

“Just a little bit” I mumbled softly and he shook his head with a smile.

“But since we started spending so much time together again, I just couldn’t keep on pushing you away, I had to be selfish and have you back on my life, and to be honest, since I first found out about our soulmate situation, that’s when I finally felt happy and relieved, when I had you around me again. And I even thought you were into me as well, hell, you kissed me, twice, and then I had to go on and ruin everything cause I got jealous over nothing, again” he said running his hands through his mop of curls, tugging at the roots “and then I was sure I fucked it all up and that you’re never going to look on my face again, and then there was my mum thing, and I couldn’t go to anybody else, I just showed up at your door without even noticing it, I am just always coming back to you.

You took care of me like no one else would, and that’s when I knew I couldn’t hold back anymore, I just needed you and I kissed you, and everything fell into place. I couldn’t stop smiling the whole day after that. And I know I disappeared for a week, I just didn’t want to see you and not explain everything you deserved to know about me, so it took me a while to get my shit together, but here I am”

He looked at me like he was staring at my soul and all I could do was hum in response.

“I thought you’d need some time to process it, so if you want me to leave I can go or if you have any questions you can ask me” he added softly and after a few minutes without any responses he started to get up to leave.

“Where are you going?” my question was barely a whisper, but he listened because he looked down at me with a frown.

“I’m leaving you to absorb it”

“No, don’t, don’t run away from me now”

“I’m not” he said sitting down again and reaching for my hands, that I promptly placed on his “I’m here now, Y/N, and I’m not going anywhere until you tell me to”

“Okay, so let me see if I get this straight” I started and he nodded with those big doe eyes “you were falling for me and freaked out when you found out we were potential soulmates, and decided to ignore it and push me away afraid of ruining our friendship?”

“Yeah”

“And then you decided it wasn’t the right thing to do and started hanging out with me again and noticed that you shouldn’t have done it on the first place without telling me anything? Your best friend?”

“I fucked up pretty badly, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, you did” I said and he sighed, closing his eyes that were already pretty glossy from the tears that started to form “hey, look at me, now I’m talking”

“Okay” he said sounding completely broken.

“You should’ve told me in the first place and we could’ve figured this whole thing out together, so neither of us would’ve suffered, cause even though you did hurt me, you also hurt yourself, and I know it wasn’t your intention to do it to neither of us. I know you never meant to hurt me, you were just doing what was better in your head for me, but here’s the thing, I’m the one that should decided what’s best for me, Shawn, okay? The whole problem here is...”

“That I’m an idiot?” he suggested.

“No, honey, well, a bit, yeah” I said and he let out a sad chuckle “but the main problem is miscommunication, we should’ve just talked to me, and this whole mess wouldn’t have happened”

He nodded looking down at our joined hands and I let go of them, only to cup his jaw and force him to look up at me “why were you scared of losing me? Or hurting me?”

“Me?” he asked and I nodded in response “I just- you’re perfect and I’m just Shawn”

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked chuckling softly.

“Yeah, you’re the most intelligent person I’ve ever met, you’re good in everything you do, you’re the sweetest, kindest and most beautiful girl I’ve ever met and me? I’m just Shawn, the dumb boy, that never had a real serious relationship and that likes to party on his free time, I’m not enough for you”

“I’m not all of that, I’m flattered, really am, but I’m not that, Shawnie, and you, oh baby, you’re way more than that, yeah, you might have this bad boy with a frozen heart exterior, but in reality, you have the biggest heart and are the softest guy I’ve ever met”

“Only for you” he mumbled.

“And that’s honestly all that matters to me”

“Is it?”

“Yeah”

“Really?”

“Yes, Shawn” I said giggling softly.

“So what do we do now?”

“What do you mean?”

“With all this?”

“Well, we should communicate better”

“Okay, that’s on me”

“No, it’s on me too, if I told you I liked you way too long ago, this could’ve been avoided”

“You liked me?”

“Yeah”

“As in the past?” I only hummed in response and he nodded.

“And now I’m in love with you”

“You’re what?!”

“In love with you”

“You fell in love with me?! Out of all people?Just like I did with you?”

“Yep” I said popping the ‘p’ and he laughed.

“Well, maybe there is such thing as soulmates”

“Maybe” I giggled as he pulled into his arms, hugging me tight to his body.

“So what do we do with this?”

“We can go slow with this, just go with it and don’t hold back anymore”

We just sat there, in each other’s embrace for a while, letting the eventful evening sink in as he gripped at my shirt and I played with his soft curls. Maybe we had a rough start to whatever this is, but having him like this makes me so sure that this was all worth it, if that meant I would have him like this at the end of the day.

“This can’t be real” he mumbled after what felt like ages.

“But it is, very real” I replied sitting up straight properly on his lap and he cupped my face gently.

“Prove it” he smirked at me, great, the Shawn I knew is finally back, and I only laughed in response, leaning in closer and finally pressing my lips to his softly.

The kiss was slow and passionate, I guess we weren’t in rush, we were just exploring each other calmly after everything that happened and I couldn’t feel happier. He was still cupping my jaw and my fingers were lazily wrapped in his curls, just getting used to one another. But when I tugged at it a bit harder than before and he whimper lightly into my mouth was as if something shifted around us. The whole place seemed to lit up on fire and even though all humans need oxygen to breath, suddenly it wasn’t important to us anymore. His tongue ran on my bottom lip as I let him deepen the kiss.

He was carefully leaning in and making me lay back on his soft pillows as his tongue licked into my mouth, one of his hands running down my body, only to stop at my waist, giving it a rough squeeze, getting a soft moan in response from me. And that was all Shawn needed to encourage him to keep on going. He placed a few pecks on my lips as he trailed down to my jaw and neck with his open mouthed kisses that was literally making me roll my eyes back and tug harder on his soft locks. When he started nipping on my collar bone his phone rang.

“Oh shit” he mumbled into my neck, nuzzling his face on my neck and going back to his assault there.

“Shawn” what was supposed to come out as a normal sentence ended up a moan when he left what could only be a red mark on the column of my throat.

“Hm?” he hummed completely ignoring his phone.

“Someone’s calling you”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm” was all I could reply as he got back to my lips to kiss me all over again, living me completely dizzy, and almost making me forget about his phone.

“Let them” he mumbled before kissing me again, until I cupped his jaw and pushed him away softly making him whine in protest “I’m finally able to have you all to myself”

“And we have all night, baby, but you ordered pizza and I’m starving”

“Oh shit” he replied at the same time the doorbell rang making him groan in frustration.

“Go open the damn door, Mendes!” I said giggling and he got up to do it grumbling how mean I was, but still with a smile on his plump lips.

And I was there smiling to myself like the idiot I was, feeling my lips tingling and my whole body on fire. My phone buzzed from the nightstand and I reached to see who was texting me right now to ruin the moment, but it was only Shawn.

“Come downstairs, honey, the pizza’s here”

To Shawnie:

“I’m literally upstairs, you could’ve just called me, idiot”

From Shawnie:

“Nah-ah, don’t be rude to your boyfriend”

To Shawnie:

“Which boyfriend? I didn’t know I had one”

From Shawnie:

“Come downstairs and I’ll show you who’s you’re boyfriend”

To Shawnie:

“Nope, this bed is pretty comfy”

From Shawnie:

“Y/N, come on, baby, pretty please”

“Seriously, the pizza well get cold”

“Don’t make me go upstairs and pick you up”

“Y/N, I’m serious, if I go upstairs you’re going to be punished with tickles”

To Shawnie:

“Thought you couldn’t be rude to you girlfriend”

From Shawnie:

“Touché!”

“Now come here, baby, and I’ll make it worth it”

“Get your pretty ass downstairs”

To Shawnie:

“I’m coming”

It was all I could reply, still giggling like a teenage girl and I went downstairs, only to find him with our chat still open, writing down a reply I could never repeat out loud without turning myself into a blushing mess. But I’m not going to complain about it, I was happy, completely and utterly happy.

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ella-se-vuelve-loca · 4 years

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Chapter 19

Grand Masterlist

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I’m sorry that this is posted a little late today! Lmao I’ve just been super busy with a lot of shit going on. I’ll keep trying to post up more chapters for y’all! I hope you guys enjoy chapter 19! I was gonna put the music video that Johann did of “Treat You Better” in this chapter, but I don’t want to give him more exposure and tag his shit in my story LMAO oops

Previous Chapter

~1 Week Later~

Joel’s P.O.V.

“Hola cncowners!” I smiled at my phone screen as more and more people started pouring in, watching my live stream. I had my laptop next to me playing some music while I waited a few moments, letting everyone get settled in. “How are you guys?” I asked and reached for my bottled water I had off to the side. I took a sip and started reading the comments of what everyone was saying.

“Uh I’m good. I’m just hanging out here in the hotel with Richard, but he’s currently FaceTiming Aaliyah right now.” I chuckled and switched the camera so it showed him holding his phone up to his face and smiling at his baby girl.

I turned the camera back to me and read the next following questions. “The rest of the boys are in their rooms probably sleeping or something, I don’t know.” I laughed. “I just wanted to check up on you guys and see how you’re doing.” I cleared my throat and continued reading the comments that popped up on my screen.

“Um.. ‘Mexico misses you! Please come back soon’. We miss you too! I love getting to travel and seeing new faces everywhere I go.” I smiled as more questions were being asked and I began answering them as much as I can. I turned my attention back to my laptop when a song ended and I looked for another video to play. “Hey, do you guys have any song recommendations? Any songs you wanna listen to?” I asked as I had looked back at my phone screen.

So many song titles came through and I waited until I kept seeing a repeat. I saw a few that told me to react to music videos and whatnot, but I played their songs and answered their questions while Richard was laughing at what his daughter was doing on the other line. “Okay you guys. I gotta head to bed really soon, so I’ll play one more song for you guys and then I’m off.” I smiled.

My good mood slowly went out the window as I saw Johann’s name pop up on my YouTube page with a new video that had been posted recently. I was going to scroll past it until I saw someone who looks very familiar on the cover. I sat there in shock, not quite sure if what I was seeing is true. “Uh actually.. I see something on here that caught my attention. I can stay for one more song after this one. Let me just..”

It’s peaked my curiosity though and I can’t help but wonder what he put out. I clicked on the video and was met with her beautiful face on my laptop screen. I felt my breath get stuck in the back of my throat for a few seconds as I heard Johann’s voice start singing to my girl..

“Huh…” It’s like all the butterflies in my stomach had just died watching his hands on her waist.. his face buried in her hair.. her smile. This doesn’t just mentally hurt, this physically hurts. “Treat You Better.. this is uh..” I cleared my throat and continued to watch Johann hold her close to him. I bit my lip and slowly brought my head down. I don’t know if I can continue watching this.

The way he looked at her made my blood boil and I wished that it was me instead of him. It’s been a few months, but I didn’t really think she would… I thought maybe we can… why does my heart hurt so much?

“Alrights, mamas, papá has to get going. I love you!” I looked up at Richard blow a kiss and say goodnight before turning his attention back to me, smiling. He placed his phone inside his front pocket and sat on the bed next to me. “What are you doing?” He asked as he looked at the video playing on my laptop. “I’m just.. I’m.. watching a music video and doing a live..”

He went silent for a few moments as he looked at who was on my screen. “Hey.. isn’t that – ”

“Yeah.” I cut him off and looked away from my laptop as Johann leaned down close to her face, indicating that there must’ve been a kiss at the end. I cleared my throat and exited out that video. “Okay uh.. one last song before I head to bed. How about we let Richard pick out what we listen to next, yeah?” I pushed my laptop closer to him as I looked down at the comments.

“Hola.” Rich spoke and waved at the camera as the cncowners greeted him. He typed in one of our songs and let it play for everyone to hear. I could feel him staring at me from the corner of my eye as I tried to not think about what I just saw. Richard pretty much took over as he started reading an answering questions they were asking as I got up and walked to the other side of the room.

“I’ll be right back. I’m gonna head to the bathroom real quick.” I spoke as I turned my back towards him and walked into the restroom, closing the door behind me. I’m just reminded of the fact that I can’t talk to her and now she’s in his arms. Then again, this could just be acting and nothing more, but it still doesn��t stop the hurt I feel in my chest. He’s rubbing this in my face, I know he is. Why else would he have picked her and sing that song?

I have to find a way to get the ball back in my court without damaging more relationships and my career that I’ve worked so hard to get where I am. Should I even attempt to fight for her back? I know you shouldn’t give up on people you love, but I don’t know if she loves me anymore. Is it worth the fight?

I walked out of the bathroom as I realized the song was just about finished. “Okay you guys.. it was nice getting to talk to you all, pero necesitamos dormir.” Richard spoke as he saw me walk back out of the bathroom and walk towards him. I put on a smile and waved goodbye. “Buenas noches.” I turned off the live and grabbed my phone, tossing it onto the bed carelessly without another thought.

“Bro – ”

“No.. you know what? This is what I get. I don’t deserve to feel the way I do because I did this. I just wish..” I bit my lip and shook my head, ripping open the blankets as I lied down. “I think I’m just gonna sleep on it…” I heard him sigh and walk around, but was shocked when he sat on the edge of my bed. “She’s moving on..” I softly spoke and brought the blanket close to my face. “With him..” He stayed silent for a few moments before speaking up.

“You still love her?” He asked. “What kind of question is that? Of course I do.” I spoke and gripped onto my blanket. “Do you want that second chance?” His eyebrows scrunched together as my body turned towards him. “Yeah..” I said, looking up at him. “Dude, what are you – ”

“Just answer the damn questions.”

“Why? What difference does it make?”

“’Cause I’m willing to help you pendejo, but only if it means that much to you. Now answer the fucking questions. Do you or do you not want that second chance?”

“Well of course I do!”

“You want to try again?”

“Yeah, but she won’t – ”

“Are you gonna give up on her?”

“No! No, I don’t want to. But Johann said – ” I sat up he kept going. “You want to be able to continue where you left off and grow together as a couple?” The tone of his voice grew a little louder as I became irritated and answered him back.

“Yes! Yes, okay!” I exclaimed and slowly brought my head down, angry at myself. “… But I can’t. I want.. I want to be able to do all of that and more without anything else getting in the way. I want to start over.” He slowly nodded and held up his hands as in question.

“Okay… so the question is, what are you gonna do about it and what do you need me to do to help you?”

‘Why did the color drain from Joel’s face when he saw Johann’s new music video on his live a few days ago??’

‘Joel looked so sad at the end of his live recently :( are you okay bb? We love you! x’

‘Is anyone else gonna ignore the fact that Joel unfollowed Johann or…?’

‘Does that girl in Johann’s video mean anything to him or something? Was it the song he didn’t like? He looked so upset but didn’t say much about it’

‘I thought the video was good, I don’t know why he got quiet the way he did’

I shouldn’t have watched that during my live a few days ago ‘cause now the fans are asking why my mood changed right after. I haven’t addressed any of them and just continued like nothing happened.

“Alright, this song is fire because it’s telling your girl, or telling that one person ‘I don’t wanna keep fighting’, you know? ‘I don’t wanna keep bugging about things that happened before, let’s just start from zero. Get to know each other again.’” Richard spoke as the rest of us all sat around holding microphones in our hands, getting ready to perform.

“Well, we’re coming out with our new EP that we wrote like maybe 85% of it and we’re really really excited for the people to listen to it. Just going around and spreading our music and hopefully go around the country.” Chris smiled as he looked directly into the camera and cleared his throat. Now it’s time to introduce ourselves..

“Hola, soy Erick.”

“I’m Christopher.”

“I’m Joel.”

“I’m Richard.”

“Yo soy Zabdiel y nosotros somos – ”

“CNCO.”

“Y bueno este es nuestro más reciente sencillo, De Cero.” Zabdiel spoke as he started to strum his guitar. Music is a powerful weapon and can be used in any way you want. A love song to somebody? You got it. Breaking up and moving on? You’ll find one. Going out with friends and partying the night away? Pretty easy to find. Wanting to start over with someone you love? That’s promising..

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“Niña, tanto tiempo

¿Qué estás haciendo?

¿Qué es de tu vida?

Dicen que estás sufriendo

Creo que tengo

Una salida”

I’m talking to her through the lyrics without mentioning her name. This is my apology and it’s the only way I can talk about it in public without Johann spilling the beans. I frowned as I brought the mic up to my lips, continuing the next verse.

“Cuando dejemos el orgullo

Y las barreras entre tú y yo

Soltamos lo malo

Nos inventamos un atardecer

Sin mente yo me entregaré

El pasado olvidamos”

I pictured her face and thought about her listening to us perform this song. I wonder if she would even listen to this and know that I’m sorry? I’m singing this for you, (Y/N)..

“Y de cero empezamos

Otro chance nos damos los dos

Mejor dejemos la estupidez (Oh)

Que el amor llega solo una vez

De cero empezamos

Otro chance nos damos tú y yo

Mejor dejemos la estupidez

Que el amor llega solo una vez”

I never thought I would relate so much to a song as I do now. I don’t want to give up on the possibility that we can make us work, but considering the way things are right now, I don’t think she’ll even give me the time of day.

Erick started to sing his next part as I thought about what I’ll do if she were to take me back. I’ll definitely work harder to make sure she feels loved and not a second choice ever again, that’s for damn sure. Have I even considered the possibility that she would just tell me to leave and never see her again? Yes.. yes, I’ve thought about that.

I heard Christopher’s voce start singing and knew my part was almost here. If I can’t have her, I at least want someone who will treat her like I should’ve done. Someone who will give her all the love she deserves and never make her second guess herself. Someone who will make time for her, make her happy and never break her heart. If it’s not me, it’s definitely not Johann. I need to know that she’ll be in good hands if I don’t get a second chance.

“Can we accept all of our differences

And put aside all of the pettiness

Just forget, no regret

I'll take you anywhere you wanna go

I got so much I want to show

Let's restart and we'll go far”

I guess I got so caught up with the cncowners shipping me with Emilia so much that I started to believe that there was something between us. I became nervous whenever I was around her and felt butterflies in my stomach, but nothing compared to the feeling I had whenever I was with (Y/N).

I never knew I could feel like this. Listen to my heart, (Y/N). Can you hear it sing? Please come back to me and forgive everything..

I can’t get that image out of my head. Johann’s hands resting on her waist… his lips just inches away from hers. She’s been seeing him more and more since I left and is getting comfortable around him. My mind became all discombobulated after that video and my heart literally ached at the thought of her falling for someone new.. someone like Johann.

Before I knew it, the song was over and we were free to get up and walk around. “Thank you for doing this for us. You guys were amazing!”

“Thank you for having us.” Richard smiled and shook hands with the video producer. I stood up and stretched, craning my neck back and forth. “We’ll have this video up soon and notify you guys when it’s posted.”

I zoned out the conversations around me as I thought about Richard’s words he said to me that night.

“What are you going to do about it?”

That’s a good question. A very good question indeed..

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nat-roman0ff · 5 years

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don’t cry about it, baby

don’t cry about it, baby.

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life changing news before a family picnic makes you reevaluate what “the next step” really means. wc: 2,905 warnings: 10 cents to the swear jar, crying babies, & psychic moms.

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This was probably your worst nightmare.

You stare down at the third pregnancy test you’ve taken this morning and it’s positive. Fingertips shake as you throw it into the bin and curl into a ball. Your body quivers as you sob and sob and sob. It’s only a matter of time before Shawn starts banging on the door. He knew something was up for a few weeks; when you realized your period was late, when you woke up every morning throwing up, when you would fall asleep early on the couch after dinner. All signs led up to the worst possible outcome:

You were pregnant.

“Hey baby, we have to leave for my parent’s house in a few. Are you okay in there?” Shawn asks from the other side of the bathroom door.

“Yeah,” you sniff, “I’m fine. Must be food poisoning or something.”

“Again?” Shawn sees through the lie, “that’s the third time in the last two weeks. Are you sure you’re not sick?”

“I said I’m fine, Shawn!” You reply with poison in your voice.

He doesn’t say anything, and you hear his footsteps echo away. Panic runs through your veins. How will you tell your family? His? The media? You’re both barely 21, and he’s gone most of the time. Shawn barely had time for you let alone you and a baby. There’s so much running through your head all at once that you don’t notice Shawn picking the lock for the bathroom door.

“Baby! What’s wrong?” He rushes over to you and sits beside you on the floor.

You can’t help but cry more as he holds you close to him. His hand rubs your back and he shushes you to try and calm down. It doesn’t work, though, and your sobs choke you as they come out. You’re left gasping for breath while Shawn holds your tear soaked face between his palms.

There’s a ringing in your ears so loud you feel like you might pass out. The thumping of your heart is so hard it leaves you breathless. You try your damnedest to break out of it but it keeps pulling you back under, leaving your body a shaking mess.

“Baby - BABY!” He’s literally shouting, “You need to breathe, calm down. You’re going to give yourself a panic attack. Look at me. Take a deep breath.”

You close your eyes and take in a shaky breath, “I’m pregnant.”

Shawn immediately lets you go, his hands dropping to the floor, “...what?”

He looks down at the ground, his eyes round, fingers tangling through his curls and tugging at the root.

You swallow hard as the tears threaten to come down again, “I’m sorry.”

He turns his head to look at you, “what - why are you apologizing?”

You wipe your wet cheeks with the back of your hand, your eyes stinging and your throat dry, “I didn’t mean for this to happen. I don’t want this to fuck up your life or your career, or -”

“Baby,” he lifts your face by your chin, “that’s not going to happen. It takes two to tango. It’s...it’s a lot, but we’ll figure it out. Have to.”

“So you’re not worried?” You ask.

He shakes his head, “no, I’m fucking terrified. Me? A parent? I can’t even cook myself breakfast, how am I supposed to take care of another human being?”

You let out a breathy laugh and drop your head on his shoulder, “I love you.”

He rests his cheek on the top of your head, “I love you too.”

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“What about Amadeus?”

You snort, “as in like, Mozart?”

“It’s classy!” Shawn defends.

“It’s stupid!” You laugh.

He intertwines his fingers in yours, keeping a free hand on the steering wheel, “I don’t see you coming up with anything better.”

You ponder for a few a second, “what about Dexter?”

Now it’s Shawn’s turn to snort, “that’s stupid.”

The two of you are driving to his parent’s house. The road is lined neatly with pretty little houses and rows of trees. It’s a beautiful day, the sun is high in the sky and it’s the perfect temperature of not too hot, and not too cold. You drive with the windows down, your hand snaking through the air out the passenger’s side window. There are six left turns to get to Shawn’s neighborhood in Pickering. You close your eyes and count each one and try to concentrate on the feeling of the wind through your fingers instead of the twisting knot in your stomach.

“Hey -” Shawn pulls you out of your trance, “everything is going to be fine.”

You hum, but aren’t so sure. Yeah, he’s got the money, and you know the baby will be loved and taken care of - but are you two ready? Can anyone really be ready for their first child? You weren’t even engaged, or even brought up the next step. The relationship wasn’t exactly new, you’d been dating for about two years now but besides moving in with him after Christmas, there was no talk of what your next step was.

Well, I guess this is the next five steps, you think.

“I know,” you reply, “I just don’t want your parents to hate me.”

You play with his fingers in your lap, not looking at him, “my parents could never hate you.”

You side eye him, “you’re a twenty year old international rock star. You don’t have time for a baby.”

Shawn slams on the breaks, leaving the cars behind you honking and swerving around you, “excuse me?” He pulls his hand from yours.

You sigh, you didn’t mean for it to come out the way it did, “I’m just saying I know you have more important things to focus on and I don’t want to be the reason that you can’t focus on those things.”

“Are you breaking up with me?” He scoffs.

It takes you a second too long to respond.

“You can’t just break up with me because you’re pregnant, Baby,” he’s softer now and holds both of your hands in yours, “fuck - we’ll get married tomorrow and tell everyone it was a Honeymoon child.”

You pull your hands away and cover your face, “that’s not the point, Shawn. You don’t have time for this - or the energy. I don’t want to be sitting at home all alone with a baby while you’re traveling the world. A child needs a father around.”

“So I’ll take time off -”

“I can’t ask you to do that, Shawn.”

He scoffs, “so what the fuck are you asking me to do then?”

“I don’t know,” you mumble.

He drops your hands and puts the Jeep back into drive, peeling off down the street. Shawn’s grip on the wheel is so tight you can see the skin around his knuckles turning white. He chews the inside of his cheek, fighting back all the venomous words he wants to say to you. You give him credit for keeping his mouth shut.

The two of you drive in silence the rest of the way to the Mendes’ household. The party is already in full swing when you arrive. Shawn’s quick to exit the car, not bothering to open the passenger door for you like he always does. You follow behind him to the front door and inside.

“Ah, the prodigal son returns,” Aaliyah greets with arms crossed.

“Hello sister,” Shawn pulls her into a big hug.

She groans and wiggles out of his grip to give you a big hug, “missed you!” She squeaks, “him not so much.”

Shawn shrugs, “I’ll remember that when your sweet sixteen rolls around and mom and dad won’t buy you a new car.”

You watch him walk away into the kitchen to greet the rest of his family. The tears are threatening to spill over again, so you excuse yourself from Aaliyah and practically run for the bathroom. You shut and lock the door, stepping in front of the vanity to give yourself a good once over. Needless to say, you look a mess; eyes are rimmed red from crying, there’s a flush in your face and blotches of red muck up your cheeks.

“Just breathe, get through today, you can deal with the rest later,” you say to yourself, clutching the countertop.

Turning on the faucet, you splash some cold water on your face to try and calm down. It somewhat works, or at the very least gives you enough courage to step back out to the party. Shawn’s in the kitchen talking to his parents, his dad cooking something over the stove and his mom putting together drinks in the blender. You approach slowly and wrap your arms around Shawn from behind.

He’s rigid, and doesn’t immediately respond to your touch. You kiss his shoulder through the cotton of his teeshirt and he relaxes a little under you.

“Shawn here was just telling us about how you’ve been looking at engagement rings,” Karen winks, “pick something shiny!” She whispers.

You laugh it off and Shawn pulls you from behind him and places your body in front of his. His parents go back to busying themselves as hosts and Shawn continues to hold you in his arms and not say anything.

He kisses the top of your head, “we still have a lot to talk about, but I don’t want to be pissed off at my parent’s party. I also really want to eat a cheeseburger and you know being pissed off gives me indigestion.”

You let out a breathy laugh and turn to bury your face in his neck, kissing his collarbone, “I love you, I’m sorry, I want this to work.”

Shawn hugs you tighter swaying you back and forth to the music that floats in from the speakers outside, “yeah, I do too.”

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Two hours later you’re sitting at the edge of the pool in the Mendes’ backyard. Music is booming, friends and family are laughing and drinking and swimming. You lean back and welcome the hot sun against your skin. It’s a warm burn, and a welcomed distraction from this morning. You and Shawn decided to keep it a secret, for now. To wait until you two had decided what your next step is going to be.

“You know, I’m still not against putting a ring on it,” Shawn sits next to you and dips his bare legs into the pool.

You roll your eyes at him, “while I’m not against it in the future, I’d like to be able to drink at my own wedding.”

He kisses your forehead, “fair enough,” Shawn kicks your foot underwater, his lips still pressed to your forehead, “stop thinking so much about it. Just relax and try to have fun today, please?”

You nod, “yeah, yeah I will.”

A ball hits the back of Shawn’s head and you hear the chorus of giggles coming from his little cousins behind you. They can’t be older than maybe two or three.

“Come pway, Shawnie!” The little girl demands, she already has a juice stain on the front of her dress and she runs away when Shawn gets up to run after her.

You watch as he chases her around the backyard and scoops her up, swinging her around. She laughs and laughs and laughs until tears are running down her face. When Shawn puts her back down again she runs off to the next adult to get attention from. He looks at you and shrugs, your heart feeling so giant it may burst.

“Want a drink, love?” Karen hands you one of her famous Daiquiris.

The reason it’s famous is for the massive amounts of rum she puts into it.

“Oh no thank you,” you decline, “my stomach isn’t feeling the greatest today.”

She hums and places her palm on your forehead to check your temperature, “hmm, alright. I’ll make you a virgin one then.”

“You’re seriously the best,” you say, and she pats your head once before walking away.

You watch Shawn as he plays with one of his cousin’s babies. He can’t be more than a year old, just learning how to walk. Shawn props him up, offering him a finger to hang onto and they walk slowly across the lawn, the baby waddling beside him, babbling. They have a pretend conversation and you bite your lip to hold back a laugh as Shawn talks to the baby about vintage Fender guitars.

Shawn lets go to let him walk by himself and he manages for a few steps before falling backwards onto his bum. Immediately, the baby is in tears, screaming. Shawn scoops him up and holds him close, cooing and rubbing his back until he stops.

“See? You’re fine!” He says wiping away the baby’s tears, and plops him back down on the ground. He watches him crawl back over to his parents.

Shawn catches your eye from across the yard and starts walking back to you, “you ready to swim yet, Baby?”

“Not today,” you respond.

“Suit yourself.”

Shawn pulls his shirt off and drops it on your lap before diving into the pool, splashing you. He swims up to the edge where you sit and kisses your knees, pulling himself between your legs. Honestly, he looks like a fucking God all wet in front of you.

“The water is perfect,” he groans, leaning back into the water, “you should really come in.”

“I’m not feeling it today, Shawn, really.”

“Well - too bad!”

Before you can protest he’s pulling you in, fully clothed.

“You fucking asshole!” You complain through gritted teeth.

Shawn wraps an arm around you, using his other to keep the two of you afloat, “rule number one of parenting: don’t swear with the kids around,” he says before pecking your cheek.

He lets you go and swims away, you chase after him, splashing and pushing him under when you get to him. It’s playful and fun, the glimmer in his eyes and the creases in his cheeks when he smiles stops your breath for a moment. He kisses your temple and you almost forget about the pregnancy and the argument on the drive over. For now, it’s just this moment.

“Everyone out of the pool, it’s time to eat!” Manny yells from the grill.

You and Shawn are the last ones out, too caught up in each other and below the surface touches, and sneaked kisses. He’s happily nibbling on your neck when his dad speaks up again, “Shawn, you eat cheeseburgers, not your girlfriend!”

Shawn opens his mouth to speak and you slap a palm over it, “I swear to God if you make a pussy eating joke in front of your whole family I’m going to drown you in this pool.”

He just grins and helps you out of the pool. Karen is already waiting with warm towels to wrap yourselves in, “here, come with me darling, we’ll find you something dry to change into.”

She pulls you into the house and upstairs to Shawn’s old bedroom. It’s the same as it was the day he moved out. You remember it the same as when you were younger but things seemed so much smaller now, and the world is so much bigger. You change into the warm clothes that Karen brought for you. There really is no better feeling than putting on dry clothes after swimming. You revel in that little moment for a second, laying on Shawn’s old bed.

“Knock knock!”

It’s Karen.

“Just checking to see how you’re doing.”

You scrunch your face, “I’m fine.”

She tilts her head and does that total mom look, “oh honey,” she places her hand on yours, “I know you’re pregnant.”

“I cannot believe he told -”

“He didn’t have to, sweetie. I can see that stressed look on your face, you were crying in the bathroom when you got here, you didn’t have a drink,” she taps her temple, “pretty easy to put together.”

“Fuck,” you sigh, “I’m so sorry.”

Karen rubs your back, “why are you saying sorry?”

“Because I’m going to fuck everything up that he’s worked so hard for,” you sniff, fighing the tears, “it’s not fair to him.”

She sighs, “I know my son, I know he loves you. I also know he loves what he does, but I know he’ll be responsible for this baby with whatever path you decide to take.”

You rest your head on her shoulder, “thanks, Mama K.”

“What’d you do to make her cry?!” Shawn squawks from the doorway.

He comes and sits on the other side of you.

“I think this is my cue,” Karen says, giving you a pat on the leg and leaving you and Shawn alone in his bedroom.

“She knows,” you mutter.

“You told my mom?!”

You shake your head, “no, she just knew.”

“Well cats out of the bag then. Karen can’t keep a secret to save her life. Half the town will know by the time we get back downstairs.”

You laugh and press your face into his shoulder, “are we making the right decision?”

Shawn puts his arm around you and holds you close, “as long as we’re in it together, it’s the right decision.”

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theyungrose · 4 years

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Be Good (Roman X OC Short Story)

Chapter 2

You ever had one of those cries? Yeah, one of those. The ones that make your head pound and make your nose stuffy, the ones you have to take a break from and focus on deep breaths because it feels like your chest is caving in.

You cry sitting up, you cry laying down. You cry on your way to the store, you cry on your way home.

And there isn’t a single thing you can do without thinking about him.

I attempted packing up my things for the third time this week, but each time I came back to it, it felt like I got weaker. Like facing this truth grew into a bigger monster each time I revisited it, and I was getting smaller and less powerful.

I fell down next to my open suitcase knees first on the forgiving carpet, carefully folding up jeans and button ups, stashing heels and sneakers in the spaces in between. The tears were uncontrollable, maybe once or twice I’d crack a smile at a funny ad or a meme that popped up on my Instagram, but after that fleeting moment it was back to Alessia Cara and sobbing.

Somewhere in the midst of all that, the front door opened with a long beeeep, followed by heavy footsteps that I didn’t hear until they were right behind me.

“Aaliyah..?”

There was no way to wipe all these tears quick enough for him not to see, and even then he probably heard me coming up the stairs.

I’d probably just burst into tears looking him in his face anyways.

“Aaliyah I’m sorry I should’ve told you.”

Roman’s warm hand jolted the entire left side of my body when he placed it on my bare shoulder, he was knelt down behind me now, heavy chin resting at the crown of my head. I couldn’t find the words to speak so I just continued folding, biting back sobs so the tears could fall silently down the front of my face.

His free hand stopped mine, tearing the shirt away and tossing it across the room.

“Why did you do that ?”

“Because you’re not leaving... I am.”

He released a deep sigh, still covering my hand with his he led them down gently to rest on my thigh.

“I want you to keep everything Aaliyah, the house, the beds, the goddamn cable, everything is yours. Keep it.”

I choked on a sob trying to speak.

“W-why do you want me to stay here? It’s your house you keep it.”

“It was...our house.”

Was. Am I sensing a twinge of regret in that tone of voice?

“Roman how can you expect me to stay here? Walk these halls, eat at that...table, sleep in our bed?”

There was no need to hide that I was in total pieces anymore, and turning around to face him I felt my heart flutter then sink in one passing moment.

“How do you expect me to live here alone? Without you?”

Roman tugged his lips to the side of his face and stayed silent, looking down at the soft carpeting between us. His lack of emotion and response agitated me.

“So you just get to up and leave everything behind and I’m stuck with the baggage and the burdens right? That’s fair to you?”

“I don’t want you to be out.”

“And instead I lie in your spot of the bed and try to sleep? Or leave it empty and let the sheets grow cold in just that spot? Might as well keep the pictures up too, and try not to rem-”

The last of my sentence got cut off by a sob I was trying so hard to hold back, at least until the end of my rant. Roman’s frown drooped even lower seeing this, and he reached out his hands to try and hold my shoulders again.

“Peaches I-”

“No, no listen to me. I’ll keep the pictures up and force myself to forget smiling that hard or laughing that loud or how warm your hand felt when it was holding mine, or how it feels to be in your arms.”

I was crying so hard I was shaking at this point, and again I had to take a break and focus on breathing so my chest wouldn’t cave in.

“Baby...”

“No I’m not done! What happens when your friends come? Or my friends come? They’ll look at me and ask what went wrong, why we didn’t try harder, and how I can live everyday walking in and out of a broken memory. And when the ones that don’t live close call asking for you, tell me how I’m supposed to respond?”

“I-”

“Should I keep your half of the leftovers in the fridge for you? Or your favorite beer that I only buy to see the look on your face? Who dries the dishes when I wash them now? Who mops when I sweep? Who chooses whether we watch sports or... Scandal?”

My heart was burning in my chest with every word I spoke, and with his hair pulled back I could see the tears welling up in Roman’s eyes, threatening to spill at the slightest blink. I couldn’t hold myself back anymore; I threw my arms around his abdomen and let my head fall into his chest, staining his grey cotton with wet spots.

“You’re leaving and you’re asking me to stay.”

A drop of water greeted my bare shoulder, followed by two more, then another one after. His strong arms cradled my shivering frame, and for a second, it felt like everything might have been okay. As if this was just a tiny fight, a tiff even, and now we were both crying, and the only thing left was to kiss and make-up.

Oh how I wish the dreams of my mind were the reality I lived in.

“I’m so sorry Aaliyah. I wish things were different, I really do.”

There goes kissing and making up. Quicker than I think he expected, I broke myself away from his embrace and used my palms to wipe my tears and my nose, good thing I wasn’t wearing makeup.

“If you want me to keep the house fine I don’t care, just please take your clothes... and we can take down all the pictures together. I want to strip this place to the bones.”

Roman nodded silently, now wiping his own tears.

“I uh... I wanted to talk to you about something.”

Well we both know it won’t be a pitch to get back together and have steamy make-up sex while it pours outside. A girl can only dream.

“What is it?”

Roman sniffled, taking a pause I assume to put his words gently and in the correct order.

“I just wanted to say... that since we work together and stuff...if you’re going to talk to other people...or-or see other people.”

Is that really where his head was at? Here I was, crying so hard that my face was turning red even under this brown complexion, I just told him how empty my life would be without him, and he’s worried about me sleeping with another guy?

I couldn’t believe my ears.

“I’m not going to talk to anyone else.”

I didn’t even look at him saying that, shattered at the fact that he believed that anyone could ever be after him. I wouldn’t even have a heart to give.

“Okay... I’m not planning on talking to anyone either. I just want- even though we’re broken up now... I want us to still be good to each other. I hate seeing you cry, and I don’t want to be the reason...”

Roman trailed off once he realized what he was saying and his arms wrapped around me once more, pulling me into his chest. This embrace was cold though, rigid; I couldn’t allow myself to revel in his warmth or his scent. All of this meant nothing now, we were broken up. Over.

There was no comfort in his touch. No love in his smile. No future in his eyes. It was no use allowing myself to feel those things anymore, because soon he would get up off this carpet, pack up his clothes, and leave.

And the only thing I’d have here to comfort me is a catalyst and these chest-heaving cries.

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shawnies-rihno-blog · 5 years

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Continue the Lucas wanting a sibling oneee

Here you go!!!! I loved writing this, lowkey though, i just made myself feel lonely! Also if you wanna read part one it’s in my masterlist, but it isn’t necessary.

Warning: Major FLUFF, little cussing.

WC: 1.4k

For the past 3 months, I have constantly been bothered about having another child. First it was just Lucas who just wouldn’t shut up about wanting a sibling. Whether is was breakfast, lunch or dinner, he would constantly beg Shawn and I to ‘buy’ him a little baby, even though we explained how babies aren’t bought, probably just didn’t get through his thick head- which was very identical to Shawn’s.

Lucas wasn’t that hard to deal with, it was easy to distract him. His 5th birthday just passed, he was gifted a lot of toys, so I would just tell him to go play with them. He was easy. Now out of nowhere Shawn had gotten the baby fever. Weren’t women suppose to be the ones to get baby fevers??? For the past month and a half, walking into my own bedroom had become a nightmare.

It all started on Wednesday, I walked into Shawn and I’s shared bedroom, and he started talking about how cute babies were, he just wouldn’t shut up.

On Thursday, after i walked out of the shower, while I was moisturizing my legs, Shawn came into the bathroom showing me pictures of Aaliyah’s baby. It was all fine until he said “it would be nice to have our own baby too,” and then he walked away.

On Friday night, I got into bed, laying beside Shawn. He started pecking my neck and the skin behind my ear, which was turning me on, and then he decided to say, “Let’s make a baby right now. Lucas is asleep, you don’t have to work tomorrow. It’s the perfect night.” I have never been more turned off by a sentence. This kept happening, me constantly telling him to stop, but his ‘mommy hormones’ wouldn’t hold back.

For the past three days, I’ve been feeling out of the weather. I kept brushing it off, knowing it’s probably just a little cold. Today though, I started throwing up. Shawn wasn’t home, for which I was so thankful for, because if he saw me like this, he would force me to stop doing everything and make me lie in bed. Luke walked into the bathroom though, he immediately started worrying, asking me if I was okay. I brushed it off, and he ran out of the bathroom going to play with his toys, probably.

When I headed downstairs for breakfast, I saw Shawn rushing through the door. Lucas immediately ran to him.

“Daddy, Mama was sick this morning. That’s why I called you! She said she was okay… but she didn’t look okay.” Lucas explains, rushing through his sentence.

“I know, that’s why I’m home. We are gonna take care of Mama, and make her feel like a princess, okay?” Shawn says as he picks up Luke, heading towards the kitchen.

They both walked into the kitchen, Shawn puts Luke down, telling him to think about what he wants for breakfast. Then he heads over to me, immediately placing the back of his palm against my forehead.

“You’re burning up,” he states.

“Good morning to you too,” I say foolishly smiling at him. “Aren’t you supposed to be discussing tour dates right now?” I question him.

“And you’re supposed to be in bed,” Shawn exclaims a little angry.

“What’s got up your ass today?” I ask, chuckling.

He grabs the dishes from my hand and picks me up, walking towards the lounge. He places me on the couch and Luke comes running behind him.

“Daddy was I right? Is mommy sick?” Lucas questions.

“You were absolutely right!” Shawn utters. He goes to the medicine cabinet to grab some medicine, but before he can come back, I'm rushing to the bathroom again. It’s weird, I feel like throwing up, but there is nothing to throw up. Overall it is a horrible feeling.

Shawn enters the bathroom, rushing to me. He crouches beside me, holding my hair back, while caressing my back with his other hand. When I crouch away from the toilet, my eyes are watery, and I feel horrible for feeling horrible. Shawn pulls me into his chest.

“Is it something you had last night?” Shawn interrogates.

“I don’t know!” A pathetic sob leaves my mouth.

“Hey, why are you crying? There is nothing to cry about.”

“I don’t even know. I’ve been feeling horrible for the past three days, and I didn’t want you to find out cus’ I know you would drop everything for me. And I hate myself for that.”

“I would drop everything because you’re the most important thing in my life. Baby, you’re always there for me, I’m suppose to be there for you too.”

I snuggle my head into Shawn’s head even more -if that’s possible, sobbing, definitely marking his tee with my tears. It gets quiet for a moment, Luke joins us too, sitting in my lap, resting his head on my chest.

“Oh My God!” Shawn exclaims. “You’re pregnant!!” Shawn yells.

“Holy crap Shawn! If I were pregnant i would know!”

“No!!! I know because this is the exact way you were acting before you found out ’bout Luke!!” Shawn blurts.

“Mama is what?!” Luke questions.

“Holy-” I say wiping away my tears. I lift up Luke from my lap, and place him on Shawn’s. I rush to the medicine cabinet, immediately eyeing the pregnancy test. I take it and rush into our bedroom’s bathroom, Shawn and Luke both hot on my tail.

I get out the bathroom, seeing both my boys sitting on the bed. I plop beside them, feeling nervous. It wasn’t that I didn't want a kid, it was all happening so suddenly. But again, I might not be pregnant either.

“Can you check? I’m scared.”

Shawn gets up and heads to the bathroom, Luke crawls over to me, kissing my cheek.

“Mama you’re gonna be okay! Daddy and I will take care of you!” Luke says. I smile at him pulling him closer to me. He was identical to his father, he had the same features, hair, literally everything, even his personality.

Shawn screams on top of his lungs and then rushes out of the bathroom. “Baby!!! I was right!!” Shawn says as he lays down next to me. He is smiling so widely i’m worried his pretty face may break.

The waterworks for me start again. I’m smiling too. I don’t know what to say so I just grab Shawn’s hand and intertwine it with mine. Luke looks at the both of us with the most adorable, confused face ever.

“Why are you so happy?!” Luke whines.

“You know, Lukey, you keep asking for a baby right?! Well now you’re gonna get one!” Shawn says excitedly.

“We can’t go get a baby right now! Mama is sick.” He says worriedly.

“No baby! Momma is sick cus’ there is a baby in me right now.” I explain. Luke instantly gets off of me, he looks scared.

“What?! Where is it?”

“It’s right here,” Shawn says pointing towards my stomach.

“Mama ate the baby?!”

“No love, the baby is gonna grow inside mommy until it is big enough to come out.” I explain trying to calm him down. Shawn grabs him making my lie down beside the both of us.

“And then when it is big enough, you are gonna poop it out?” He questions again, curiously.

“Something like that. But before Mama poops out the baby, she will get super big and we are gonna have to take care of her and the baby. Okay?” Shawn says to Luke.

“Is she gonna poop out the baby next weekend?”

“No, you’re gonna have to wait longer than that, bubba,” Shawn answers.

“So how long is it gonna take her to poop out the baby?”

“Well you’re gonna have to wait a long time for her to poo-”

“I am not pooping out the baby!” I exclaim.

“It’s something like that, love.” Shawn bashfully smiles.

“It’s nothing like that!”

“Wait, so is mama gonna pee the baby? That’s gonna hurt,” Luke thinks out loud. Shawn and I chuckle at his comment. Shawn leans in and pecks my lips, it’s a little difficult with Luke in between us.

“Baby, fuck- I’m got so lucky,” Shawn sigh’s.

“Fuck…?” Lucas questions. “Ms. Anderson told us to look for new words this weekend! I found the perfect word!” he continues.

“NO!”

“Holy- we will have to go through this again with baby number 2,” I exhale.

“Well we have each other, everything is gonna turn out alright.” Shawn says as he leans in to kiss my belly.

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I love this so much omgg!!! I am gonna work on other requests tomorrow but rn i should really go sleep. Thank you so much for reading!! i know its bad, but thanks for reading anyways!! x

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comic-nerd-dc · 4 years

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Dick Grayson x oc

Pardon it may suck and has more mature themes so be forewarned and some curse words and hinting at stuff and I’m sorry if this sucks

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Dick fucking Grayson, I'm moving to Detroit, ok I wasn’t going to let my best friend move alone until he fucking disappeared and I’ve been searching for this boy across the country to find him in some stupid safe house so I show up at the compound and bang on the wall because I know that’s the door.

“Richard John Grayson you let me in or I swear to god I will cut off your” and the door opened. Now I a bit younger than him at 20 while he’s 22 but I’ve known him since the circus days. My parents were killed that night as well, I just didn't get a millionaire to take me in. I bounced from foster care till I was on my own

“You better have a real fucking good explanation for LEAVING ME IN DETROIT” I yell when I see someone in the corner of my eyes a boy maybe a year or two younger than me

“Who is she,” the boy asks

“Not important” Dick snaps

“Who is he,” I ask

“Not important” I ignore him

“Hi I’m Aaliyah nice to meet ya,” I say winking when arms around my waist yank me back

“No,” Dick says and I turn around remembering I’m mad at him

“Oh yeah and next time you decide to skip town maybe write a fucking note” I snap

“I would have never just left also I’m Jason” he adds in

“Hi Jason” I wink “see Jason would have never left me behind”

“Will you stop talking for a second god your annoying” Dick snaps instantly realizing what he said see I got used to being called a whore or dumbass but I’m not sure why annoying was my trigger word

“I see, uhh ill just leave then, sorry for caring,” I say I can feel the tears falling

“No you know that’s not what I meant I’m sorry, Aalyiah I- don’t leave” I hear dick begging

“No it’s fine I get it, who needs me” I snap

“I do” Jason finally says and I look at him and smile, he opens his arms in a hug so I walk over and hug him, tall enough for my head to rest on his chest as my tears dry we sit but I stay near Jason.

“Aalyiah come on get away from him” he tries but when 3 people walk in.

“Who are they,” the oldest girl asks

“Not important” I answer

“You seem important to me,” the green-haired boy says trying to flirt I smile and move to go talk to him and be polite when Jason grabs my waist pulling me closer to him. I look at him and he’s glaring at greeny

“Jay whatcha doing,” I ask with a smile and his eyes light up

“Jay?” he asks about the nickname

“Well yeah I just though Jason, jay, is that ok,” I ask suddenly self-conscious and he nods vigorously

“Nope” I hear and suddenly I’m over a shoulder

“What the hell,” I ask

“Dick what are you doing,” the redhead says

“Give me one second to deal with this korie thanks” he turns and starts to walk away I just stop struggling

“Ouch,” I say as he just drops me into the floor of apparently a bathroom

“What the fuck Aalyiah,” he asks

“What the fuck me, what the fuck you” I snap

“You show up out of nowhere pissing on me dressed like a hooker and then hit on my replacement, he’s too young for you” he snaps

“I showed up after driving trying to find my best friend who ditched out of nowhere and I got worried when you didn't come home, I’m pissing on you because I was scared and angry you left me behind, and I’m dressed like a hooker because not everyone has a rich foster dad and gas cost money about half way threw the trip I ran out and needed to do something, by the way, its fucking cold” I snap his eyes widen and he pulls off his coat placing it on me

“You got a temporary job as a Stripper to pay to come to find me,” he asks in disbelief

“Sure Stripper that’s it” I attempt to lie and he takes a step back

“No,” he says more to himself and I look down embarrassed

“Oh my god, you prostituted?” he says

“Are you,- don’t patronize me, I also don’t have any other clothes?” I ask but instead of answering he just throws me back over his shoulder

“You know I can walk right” I laugh

“Yes but I like having power over you” he laughs and I roll my eyes he plops me down in the middle of the floor

“This is Aalyiah, my best friend since she was born” he smiles

“Since she was born how old is she,” kore asks

“ Hi umm I’m 20” I hear Jay say yes under his breath

“ that’s Rachel and Garfield” he smiles

“How do you fit them all in the Porsche?” I ask and he looks down

“Noooo, you got a van” I laugh

“Fill me in,” I say and they do

“Ok so you three stay here while Dick, Jay and I go get the other dude” I smile

“How are you coming,” Dick asks

“Hard and fast baby” he laughs at the inside joke

“Undercover obviously, its a lot less noticeable when a guy and a girl go to a club than just a guy I’m Jays blend in” I smile

“Jasons? What about me” Dick asks almost jealous

“You are over 21, dicky” I smile

“You’re not” he adds

“You are absolutely correct my friend but people don’t question a girl with an amazing fake ID and you know how far I would go for you so don’t push it” I smile

“Who wants to see how far she’d go for him because I sure as hell do,” Garfield says and Jason and he both raise their hands

“No, oh my god, no stop hitting on her, come on Jason go change meet here in like 20 we have to change as well” dick adds we walk to his room

“Hey, are you okay?” I ask

“Yeah, just please stop flirting with Jason” he begs

“Why jealous” I push until he turns around walking towards me, I step back into a wall and he cages me in with his arms

“And if I was, would you stop,” he asks lips brushing mine as he speaks

“Dick your not doing this to me again,” I say putting my hands on his chest to push him away even though I don’t push

“What do you mean, last time was great wasn’t it?” he questions, the last time we fucked was about a 3 weeks ago and then I woke up and he was gone.

“ Dick I’m not some plaything ok, I’m too attached to you to do that again because you don’t want me. You want your best friend and a good lay on the side and that’s not me, I’m not yours” I say

“Of course you are, come one Aalyiah and I’m not so possessive that you would be broken in the end come on you know me better than that,” he says and I look him in the eyes not backing down

“Dick, I’ve prostituted myself to find you, I’ve worn another man’s collar while he fucked me, one man was into knife play I still have the scar,” I say pulling my dress up showing the scars on my body

“I’ve done things I never want to do again to find you, how does that feel deep down, because I wouldn’t change a thing it meant I could find you, but what happens in 2 months when you run off again and I have to find you, what happens when I’m yours you want to kill any man who touches me because I know that, that is you, Dick, I saw it with Barbra” I snap

“I won’t ever leave you again sandy come on, and you aren’t Barbra,” he says and I sigh smiling up at him

“Your right I’m not, you committed to Barbra. Look Dick don’t take it personally, I’m not yours, your not mine, so I can fuck whoever I like and so can you, can I borrow some clothes” I smile

“Uh, yeah I guess, this is new to me,” he says handing me a shirt and a pair of jeans, I go grab a shoelace from his shoes

“What is, rejection?” I laugh

“Yes actually” he snaps and I look at him

“I’ll just change somewhere else then if your gonna be that way,” I say

“I'm not trying to hurt you Aalyiah, and you know that but god damn it, I saw dawn a week ago and you just brought up Barbra and all I could think of was how nither of them compared to you, and you won’t even give me a chance,” he says

“Would I be your girlfriend” I snap

“What,” he asks

“You heard me, would I be your girlfriend, or would I just be left without that commitment,” I ask

“Yeah you would be my girlfriend,” he says

“Yeah ok, we can try,” I say

“ But I am still faking with Jason tonight” I smile, kiss his cheek and walk into the bathroom to shower

“What just happened” I hear him ask himself when I’m done I change into his top and jeans using the shoelace to fit them around my waist and roll up the legs

“Alrighty how do I look,” I ask

“Beautiful, so I can kiss you when I want now right, like in front of those people out there to prove you are mine?” he asks and I laugh and nod as we walk back to the living room area

“Alrighty ready to go, Jay,” I ask as Dick puts an arm around my waist

“If yall are dating you should know like 2 weeks ago we had sex,” korie says and my eyes widen

“You what” I snap

“Don’t even go there Aalyiah” he gives me a look and I know I wouldn’t win that battle

“ Rude” I snap and we walk to the club

“ID” bouncer asks and I show him mine as he just assumes Jason’s same as me we get in

“Stay hidden and be careful ok,” Dick says before finding his guy except then the club like burns down and we get thrown out because of Jason and we lose Our friend from the circus they both change into the costume and I go in in the shirt and jeans

“Richard Grayson you killed my dad ill kill him,” he says and I walk over to grab our friend but he had acid hitting him drip by drip and while Jason tried to Cuss the guy out Dick tried to reason with him and argue with Jason, I went over and started to untie Clayton letting the acid hit me instead of him and I get him out with burns up and down my back and arms once out the plant explodes and Jay runs off and Dick gets Clayton to safety and I pretend everything is fine until I get back to the Compound and Dick smiles at me

“We did it Lyiah,” he says and I pass out when I wake up again I have bandages everywhere I go to sit up

“She’s awake” I hear Gar yell and see Dick sit up by my side

“Why the fuck didn't you say anything you could have died you’re kidding me right” he snaps and I grab his hand

“Dick are you going to yell at me more or kiss me,” I ask and his face softens and he leans down to kiss me

“Eww its lowkey like watching your parents kiss” I hear Rachel say and I flip her off and hear her laugh as she and the others walkout

“How long was I out?” I ask and he smiles

“A few hours we got you bandaged and you where good, you scared me,” he says and I laugh

“Imagine how I felt in Detroit” he smiles at me

“Even” he sticks out his hand as a handshake agreement

“Even” i grab his hand and pull him into another kiss

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mywrittingwonderland · 5 years

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The Cake (Shawn x Sophia)

Hiiiii guys, hope you like this one, have a good reading. Summary: They mistake the gluten-free cake of Shawn’s Party Word Count: 1,997 Part 4 to Shawn 21st Birthday Series

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It was awkward, awkward was the right word for what Sophia was feeling. Aaliyah did stay with her in the beginning, but then she was also asked to talk with other people, so the pictures would not lead to Sophia. She apologized with Sophia for that, but of course, it was not her fault at all.

She was feeling out of place, she didn't know anyone at that party almost. Just the tour members and the Mendes. But since they were too close with Shawn, she had been asked to avoid having contact with them, so she was doing precisely that. She 'didn't want to cause any problems that could extend the PR, or cause anything that could harm Shawn.

So she got a drink and tried to just stay there looking at the city and appreciating New York. She thought about going to meet new people but, she was too shy for that, and too much on her own mind to just put some effort in binding. She also 'didn't want to have to lie to anyone about how she met Shawn and how they became friends, she knew it would be a question. And she hated to lie. So she just stayed there. No one seemed to really notice that she was there alone, it was a fun party after all.

She had a sip of her drink and noticed how the stars were all out that day, the sky was beautiful. She stayed like that for what seemed hours, and at one point, she started crying a little, she didn't notice until she felt her vision blur. She wiped the tears fast, and looked at both sides, to see if anyone noticed. And for her bad luck, Connor was coming in her direction, he was not drunk yet, he would be latter though.

"Hey you, it's everything okay?" He asked, and she nodded

"Yes, everything is fine. You shouldn't be talking to me, Con." She said, not that she didn't want him there, but they both knew that she should not be talking with one of the closest Shaw 'n's friends in that party.

"I know I am sorry. Just don't like to see people crying... Are you sure you will be okay? We could just leave, I will come with you and keep you company if you want" He proposed, being the good friend he always was.

"No, don't... Shawn would notice something is wrong and I don't want that. I will be fine, don't worry. Go have fun Photographer." She said, giving him an honest smile, in the end, he then gave her a quick hug before coming back to dance floor.

She turned her eyes to the party for a moment, now without crying. And she notices how everyone was just having the time of their lives. She felt guilty, but in her mind, she would leave if she could. She saw Shawn dancing with Camila for a while, and people talking with both of them while they were glued to each other. She 'couldn't deny that they did look good together, and she couldn't think that he would notice that too, and it would just be effortless for him to just break up and be with her.

Shawn has other things in mind though, he hated the fact he was dancing and doing adorable stuff with someone that was not his girl, he didn't hate his friend, but she was that for him, a friend. He was dancing, laughing, hugging, and giving small kisses to the wrong girl the entire night. And his mind was on Sophia on each time they were doing all that. At that exact moment, he was having a conversation with Connor, and he was aware that videos of him and Camila were being taken the entire time, so he was hugging her from the back and talking at the same time. For one split of a second, he looked back at where he saw his beautiful girlfriend before, and he caught her looking at them. Their eyes met for twenty seconds, not more because she looked down and turned to face the sky again. Since Aaliyah stopped talking with her, she was there alone for the entire night, and he was aware of that because every chance he got, his eyes went searching for her. And he knew that she was not okay in there, she 'couldn't talk with anyone she knew, and she had to watch him having fun with someone else for the entire night. Shawn felt guilty for making this whole party, he planned the party way before the PR started, everything was arranged and paid for, so when he talked about canceling with her, she said that he shouldn't, because she knew he was really looking forward to that. He didn't notice that she was just putting him first like she always does, and ignoring how she would feel today. And he was happy, of course, but a part of him was not. And he was missing her the entire night, she helped him to plan for today, she did all the little details of it when he was on tour and she 'couldn't enjoy any of it. He wished he 'hadn't listened to her and that he had canceled the entire thing and just stayed home, but now there was nothing he could do.

He was still looking at her from the back when he noticed that the party organizer went to talk with her, and they probably had an issue with something in the kitchen that she went looking. He turned the attention to his friends again, Brian seemed pretty waisted already and 'didn't notice anything but Connor gave him a look of support understanding how he was feeling about the entire thing.

"I will go to the kitchen for a bit, I think they seem to have something going on," Connor said, making Shawn seem more relieved.

"Thank you," Shawn said, not referring to the fact that he would solve any issue, but that he would also be checking on Sophia. Connor nodded and went straight to the kitchen.

Once he got there, he saw Sophia talking with the party organizer about something cake-related.

"I am so sorry, we really didn't know. They have the new cake ready, but I can't go pick up now because my assistant could not come today" The woman said, and Sophia nodded.

"What is going on?" Connor asked, approaching the two of them.

"They messed up Shawn's cake, this one is not gluten-free. I will go pick up the new one," Sophia said already with her phone out in the Uber app.

"Do you want me to come with?" Connor asked the party organized looked at him weirdly. She 'didn't know Sophia was Shawn's real girlfriend, she thought she was just a family friend that was paid to organize the party and discuss everything with Shawn while he was on tour.

"No, I can handle it. Just come back to the party Connor," Sophia said using his entire name, to not be suspicious with the woman. Connor understood it and let her taking care of it.

He came back to the party. Shawn was now staying with his family for a while, Camila by his side the entire time. Once he was back, Shawn's eyes were immediately on him.

"They did the cake wrong, it's not gluten-free. But it's okay, Sophia went to take the other one" Connor explained, and he didn't understand why but Shawn seemed worse after hearing that.

And He was, because not only he knew that she was already not feeling good at his birthday party, but she also went solving a problem for his birthday party. And she was the most important person in that party, so she definitely should not be the one leaving to solve anything at all. He was not happy with that, but he knew that there was nothing he could really do about that at that moment.

Sophia felt relieved in a sense, she felt like she was making herself useful, and for the first time in the night, she could think about something else and soothe her self destructing thoughts. She got in the uber pretty fast, and in 20 minutes she was in the cake store picking up the new cake. They also handled her the check back, even after she insisted it was beautiful and that mistakes could happen. They said they were extremely sorry and that it was the least they could do and they gave her back the money. She put the check in her purse and got the box with the cake entering another Uber. Once she was back at the party, no one wanted to let her in.

"I went to get the cake, if you could please just call Kate, she would tell you that," Sophia said, finding the situation even funny. The guy called then did call Kate, but apparently, she was not answering. Sophia than placed the cake in the chair they had and tried calling Kate herself, no answer. She then tried Andrew but still nothing. So she went to call Connor, she knew that maybe he could just find Kate and tell her to come let her in again. She 'didn't know Connor was in full dance mode by now and drunker than when she left the party. So he also 'didn't pick up. She thought for a while before pressing to call Shawn, she really didn't want to do that, but she had no choice at that point.

"Hi, sorry to call you. They don't want to let me in with your cake, I forgot my ID at the hotel, do you think you can find Andrew so he can come here and let me in?" She asked, without even letting Shawn speak.

"They what now?" He asked, not quite understanding.

"They won't let me in bec..."

"No, no, I get it. I will just come and get you, Baby," He said, interrupting her.

"No, don't. If you do it will seem weird, you can't leave your own party, Shawn." She tried to reason with him, he took a deep breath, remembering that it was his party and that officially he had another girlfriend.

"Okay, just wait while I find Kate in the kitchen," He said, knowing that Kate would be faster to reach her even though Andrew was closer to him. "Phi, I am sorry about that, and about everything in this party. I know you worked very hard to have it the way I wanted, and I-I just..." She knew that this moment would probably happen at some point, but she didn't want it to happen.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry, I would do it again if it meant you would be happy. I am sorry I didn't check the cake before." She said, trying to make herself guilty even though it was not possible.

"Don't say that, it's not your fault at all. Nothing is. And I know that you would do it again, and I love you for it. But I can't say that I am 100% happy about this because I miss you by my side every second of it, just know that I do. And please accept my apology." He said, his voice was as he was about to cry.

"Baby don't cry, it's okay. I forgive you. Just please go and have fun for both of us, because it's your birthday. And you just do 21 once." She said, as kind as she always were. This made him smile, but he also was a little heartbroken, because she was so amazing and he knew that even if she was not having the time of her life, she would do anything to see him happy.

"I love you to the moon and back, counting all the starts in-between.”

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shawnpetermuffins · 5 years

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Family Tours

Request by @it-isnt-in-myy-blood: What about Shawn visiting his parents and Aaliyah in Pickering with his wife and daughter and it's all fluff, but also angst because Shawn will soon leave for tour again. And they know how hard the time and the distance will be for them?

A/n: I love dad!Shawn concepts, so I really liked this one

Warnings: a little angst and a little fluff

Word count: 1.2k

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Watching my daughter play with her aunt is probably the sweetest thing ever. Or at least one of the sweetest things ever. The first most definitely being my wife doing absolutely anything with my mum. Like right now she's helping her cut the vegetables for the burgers while Dad and I are grilling in the backyard. Well… Dad is grilling; I'm keeping him company.

"How long is tour this time?" He asked, flipping a patty.

I took a swig of the beer in my hand and sighed, "four months."

"And what happens after that?"

"After that… I'm done touring for a while. I guess I'll get back in the studio and start on the next album."

"How's y/n handling all of this travelling?"

I smiled sadly, "Y/n's a trooper. She's been through it all with me. But I know it's still hard on Madi. She hasn't grasped the concept of tour, she just asks for Daddy at bedtime, and no matter where I am, I FaceTime, so I can sing her to sleep.." I hummed to myself while I watched my one year old give Aaliyah one of her dolls to play with. "Y/n puts up with so much. I don't know how i got so lucky in the wife department." I take another sip of my half empty bottle.

"That you did. It's not everyday you find someone who loves you for who are, not what you have. I know you really struggled with that before you found her."

I nodded, "Thank God I have her though. She's given me the most beautiful family. A better life than I could ever imagine," I said just as she made her way in front of me, a small smile ghosting at her lips. "Hi, pumpkin."

"Hi, rockstar. Sorry to interrupt. Uh, Karen needs you to get something from the top shelf for her."

"You got it." I reached for her hand and she graciously took it, pulling me with her.

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"You look different," Aaliyah said while I watched her play with Madi. I shifted in my seat, adjusting my shirt, which was clinging to my stomach.

"How so?"

"Kinda glowy. It is a new foundation?"

"No," I shook my head. "Might just be the lighting?"

"I don't know. Last time I saw you this glowy you were pr-" she looked up at me, realization written all over her face. "Oh, my god! Are you-?"

"Shh…" I brought my finger to my lips. "You can't say anything. I haven't even told Shawn."

She's on her feet in a second, arms wrapping around me in a tight hug. "Congratulations," she whispered into my hair while we held each other close.

I sighed, "Thank you."

"I hope it's boy," she said excitedly.

I nodded, "me too."

Shawn entered the room just as we separated ourselves from each other. "There are my favorite girls. Am I interrupting something?" He asked with a slight chuckle when he saw our shocked faces.

"No," I said all too quickly.

He smiled anyway and made his way over to me. Aaliyah ducked down to pick up Madi. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, taking me left hand in his and kissing the ring on my finger. "You hungry?" His eyes stayed locked on mine, but lips didn't leave my skin.

I only hummed in response.

"Dinner's ready."

"Okay." I whispered.

"I'm still here, you know," Aaliyah scolded, causing me to back away from Shawn with a smile.

"You okay?" Shawn asked quietly while we sat outside with his family. I was sitting in his lap, mostly because I wanted to feel close to him, knowing that tour starts in a week and that once I start showing, and getting more and more pregnant, it won't be comfortable for either of us to be this close.

"I have to tell you something," I whispered into his neck.

"Hmm?" He pushed a strand of hair from my face and placed a gentle kiss to my cheek.

"Madi's gonna be a big sister," I said nonchalantly, but still only loud enough for him to hear it. I moved from the crook of his neck to watch our daughter giggle with her grandparents.

"Y/n?" He looked up at me with those big doe like eyes that looked more brown in this low light. "Are you serious?"

I nodded, grinning wide. "We're having a baby."

He laughed and kissed my lips quickly. "We're pregnant!" He couldn't contain his excitement and said it loud enough that everyone heard.

"You're pregnant?" Karen asked, looking away from her granddaughter who was currently in Manny's arms.

I chuckled, "surprise."

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I couldn't keep my hands off her stomach. Another baby. Another human that we created out of nothing but pure love, was growing inside my wife. This is the most precious gift she could ever give me and I think I've fallen even more in love with her than I was before. (I didn't even think it was possible until she uttered those words to me for the second time in our marriage.)

We were laying in bed as I rubbed soothing circles over her still flat stomach and she shuddered under my touch. "I love you," I mumbled, staring at her profile.

She looked over at me. "I love you, too."

I leaned down and kissed her stomach. "And I love you, my little peanut. You are already so loved. I'm excited to meet you, and watch you grown." But I stopped there when I realized I wouldn't be there these first four months of the pregnancy. I would miss doctor's appointments and morning sickness. I wouldn't get to take a picture of her growing belly every week. "Fuck," I grumbled and pulled away.

"What's wrong?" My wife asked, eyebrows knitted together.

"I can't go on tour."

"What? Shawn, of course you can. And you will."

"No. You're pregnant. I can't- I can't just miss everything."

"Shawn, baby, stop. It's okay. You're not gonna miss anything."

I glared at her, because she knows that's not true. "Yes I will. Do you know how much happened in the first four months of your pregnancy with Madi? I don't want to miss any of that. The cravings, and the mood swings, and the morning sickness. Watching you just barely start to show. I'm gonna miss all of it because I decided I wanted to tour." I ran my fingers through my hair. "It's not fair to you. You're gonna have to go through this all alone."

"Hey," she took my hand. "I'm not doing this alone," she said sitting up, trying to catch my gaze. "Our families are here. Friends. I won't be alone."

"But I'm the dad."

"Oh you are? That's good to know," she tried to lighten the mood. But I wasn't in the mood for jokes.

"I'm supposed to be there," I said seriously.

"And you will. When you get back. It's four months, you'll still have another five to watch him grow."

"Him?" I asked with a smile.

"Liyah and I think it'll be a boy," she said with a shrug.

"You won't find that out until I get back, right?"

She shook her head, "we can find out together."

I hummed, pressing my forehead against hers. Knowing that made me feel a little better. "Good. Good."

We stayed this way for a few minutes before Madi's cries filled the house.

"I got her," I said and pressed a gentle kiss to y/n's lips.

"Hey, Shawn?" She said when I was almost out the door.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

I couldn't help the blush that flooded my face, "I love you, too."

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This was kinda anticlimactic, but I still really adored this.

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lostincalum · 5 years

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A Million Different Kisses- Shawn Mendes

AN: Heyyy, it me, im back with some Shawn Mendes for you guys :) this is purely fluff btw

Word Count: 1700 (roughly)

TW: None, like stated above, purely fluff

Shoutout? yes, obvs to @burncrashbromance for being the absolute G and proofreading for me

Your first kiss with Shawn comes unexpectedly. Not because you don’t want it, but it all happens so fast that you almost forget to react. You are at one of his hockey games, a really important one. It has all of the college scouts and important people. And as you watch Shawn step into the role of captain, you get more and more hypnotised by the way he skates across the ice rink, leading an offensive or pushing for the rest of the team to go back to defensive. But most of all, you can see him watching you every time he scores.

As his best friend, you have been to almost all of his games, and this one looks so good on him, better than all the others. And still you don’t realise how your proud smile affects him. How your jumping up when he either assists or scores makes him all warm inside. When the tense game full of body checks and bruises ends, and he and his team come out as the victors, all he can think of is you.

Per usual you head for the exit, with Aliyah in tow still talking about how epic the game was as you walk towards the wardrobes.

“Wanna wait here with me?”

It’s a statement, but it comes out as more of a question, and you’re even more surprised when she shakes her head.

“Nahh, I’ll wait in the car, if that’s alright by you?” She says with a glint in her eyes.

“Sure, just don’t put the keys in the ignition, it drains the battery.” You tell her as you hand her the keys to your hopeless, old car.

Shortly after she has walked away, your phone vibrates with a new message from Shawn.

-Come out to the rink?

You find your way to the main entrance, only to see Shawn stuck in conversation with what looks like an important suited up man.

Silently you stand by and watch as the last of the stragglers file out of the arena, and it’s only Shawn, his coach and you left, with the important looking man. When you see them shake hands for the last time, you slowly walk over to him.

“Good game Mendes!”

At once he turns around and sees you, and you see that he has changed out of his match clothes, except for the jersey. He quickly runs up to you, take you in his arms and spins you around, enticing giggles from you. It has to be his favourite sound in the world. When he finally sets you down, he keeps his arms around your waist. And for a second there is something that looks like hesitation in his eyes, before his hands wander up to your face. You are about to ask him if there is anything wrong as his eyes flicker between yours. Then he carefully leans down and places a soft kiss on your lips.

And for a second he feels your entire body stiffen, like he feared, and he is about to pull away, but then he feels your hands cover his. You stand up on the tip of your toes to reach better. You build up the courage to deepen the kiss, but the vibrating in your back pocket distracts you.

“Mmh, Shawn-” You try to pull away, and he starts to smile against your lips.

“Yeah, just- one more” He says in between soft, short kisses.

Putting your hands on his chest, you push him slightly away to pull up your phone. When you see Aaliyah's contact photo, you quickly swipe answer.

“Yes, we’ll be there in a second”.

“If you say so, lovebirds”.

She answers back and hangs up.

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On a hot summer day, you and Shawn, after a month into the relationship, are finally going out on your first official date. He decided to take you somewhere completely different than the skate rink. So the beach it is. Of course he would choose the beach, he is too much of a boy not to.

So you throw on a nice fitting bikini and head to the beach, in his car this time, since yours finally broke down and currently is in the shop. When you get there, it is already filled with people. However, he manages to convince you to go just a little further, behind a rock formation, until you find a perfectly secluded part, where you lay down your blankets.

“Wanna go for a swim?” He asks as he pulls off his t- shirt.

“Yeah, sure” You answer as you copy his actions and start to strip of your singlet and shorts.

Before you’re done, he has run into the ocean, plunging himself under as you near the shore. Carefully you walk until you’re waist deep and goosebumps have risen on your skin.

“God it’s cold”.

Shawn smiles at you as he swims closer, with a glint in his eyes. You recognise it as a mischievous look, and slowly start backing up towards the sand again.

“Why are you backing away babe?”

And you can just tell that he is up to no good.

Swiftly he jumps up and brings his arms forwards, making the cold water hit you like a wall. And you freeze in place, letting all the water drip down on you as he laughs his ass off. At least until you gather yourself and take a good look at him, with his mouth open as he laughs and water is dripping down his chiseled frame. It all stops when you send a wall of water for him yourself, making him cough as he gets water in his mouth.

“You’re gonna pay for that, so hard”.

That’s how you spend the next 20 minutes, just splashing each other and trying to shove the other underneath the surface. You stop for a second when you find yourself in his arms, his cheeks coloured pink and smile broad.

“Did you know you’re really cute?”

You tell him as you press a tiny kiss to the tip of his nose, and the tint to his cheeks spreads down his neck. He gives your nose a quick peck.

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Shawn is tired when he comes home from practice. You can tell by the way his shoulders slump and the bag full of hockey gear stays on the hallway floor.

Three months have passed and both of you have just started college. Luckily you got into the same one, even though you would have given long distance a chance.

“You good babe?” You ask as your nose is buried in a book about human anatomy. It’s not that you don’t care, but anatomy is possibly the worst subject.

“Noo, I have another essay to hand in and I haven’t even started it”.

At this you get up and walk into the tiny kitchen to look at him, properly.

“Have you started it?” The inquiry is quiet as you start to reheat the dinner from last night for him, as he takes big gulps of water from a glass.

“No, that’s the worst part, i forgot about it, until before practice”, He almost groans.

The microwave dings, and you retrieve the plate and put it in his hands.

“Well, eat first, then work on your essay, sound like a plan?”

He nods, and starts to practically inhale his dinner. You sit back down at the table and look at him as he is trying to both pull his laptop out of his bag and eat at the same time. Smiling to yourself, you look down at your own schoolwork. After a while of sitting quietly, with only the tapping of keyboard keys making noise, you feel something stroke past your calf. And it would be cheesy to say, but you could feel your shoulders drop, the frown on your forehead cease, all because he gave you a simple touch. A few more hours pass, and you finish your work.

“Hey, I’m gonna head to bed, if you don’t need anything”, You yawn.

“Okay, I’ll just put in my last sources and then I’ll be there”, is the response you get.

Placing a soft kiss on the top of his head, you walk to the bathroom to finish your nightly routine. Leaving the light on in your bedroom, you scroll through tomorrow’s schedule as you fall down on the bed, and crawl under the covers.

You’re almost asleep when the bed dips beside you. A sure sign that Shawn has finally put away his laptop. He bounces you, unintentionally, a few more times, before his arms snake around your waist. You turn around in his embrace until you’re facing him and put an arm over his waist. You fall asleep like that, with his arms around you and lips on your forehead. And if you wake up like that too, it’s nobody’s business besides yours.

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Shawn gets up early in the morning for a jog almost every day. Today is no exception. However he always gets back to you, so he can drive the both of you to campus at 10 am, each tuesday.

When he has showered and you are still eating breakfast, he asks what you’ve got scheduled for the day, when you answer just classes, he smiles.

In the car you play music while he jams along, of course in his new Jeep. You both sold your old cars to get one newer, but it all works out. Arriving is always a bother, at least when Shawn is, well, Shawn. The best freshman hockey player in ages. When he parks the car, you both get out, fetch your backpack from the back seats and head for the right buildings.

Time comes for both of you to split ways and head to your respective classes. You’re two steps away when he calls out for you.

“What?”

“I forgot to kiss you goodbye”, he says with a fake pout.

“Come here then, idiot”, you answer with fond sass.

He places himself in front of you, and much like your first kiss, he places both hands on the sides of your face and pull you towards him. Meeting him in the middle you kiss him back and just when you think he is going to deepen the kiss, he pulls away with a wink, and saunters off to class. There are a million different kisses in your relationship, but these are the ones you will always cherish.

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somebridgesburn · 5 years

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see you around

3,808 words

See, it`s always been Indy and Shawn.

They`ve had that friendship.

That ride-or-die, never-heard-of-personal-space, attached-to-the-hip friendship. That getting-drunk- together-for-the-first-time and holding-back-your-hair-when-you-throw-up friendship. That sneaking-out-together and you`re-basically-family and it`s-2am-but-I`m-lonely-can-I-come-over? Friendship.

That friendship everyone knew would turn out to be far more than that.

And it did.

After years of teasing and denying and silently pining, Shawn kissed her.

It was New year`s Eve and it was already four hours past midnight and everyone was passed out on the floor and her hair was a mess but he grabbed her by the waist and it was fucking perfect.

They were friends and then they were lovers.

Their relationship was something precious. It was snorting laughter and random trips to the grocery store and sarcasm and staying in bed `til noon. It was getting drunk on red wine and sloppy sex and giggles and forhead kisses.

It was everything Shawn needed when there were so many papparazzi in front of his appartement that he couldn`t go out and it was everything Shawn wanted when he spend his nights surrounded by girls, clad in fancy dresses, with fake eyelashes and even more fake personalities.

It was everything he wanted for the rest of his life.

That`s what he knew when he came home to her, fast asleep on the couch, with no makeup on, netflix show stil playing in the backround or when he watched her sitting at the kitchen table back in Pickering, gushing with Aaliyah over god-knows-what.

They were in love.

They were so in love, until they weren`t.

It wasn`t an ugly break-up. There was no screaming or insults or slamming doors. Of course there wasn`t.

They were Indy and Shawn and no matter what happened, they still loved each other. They still respected each other and they were still stuck with each other.

Looking back, it almost happened too silently.

Her whole world didn`t crash down on her; it slipped away silently. With a last tight-lipped, longing smile and a “I`ll see you around” and the ever so faint sound of their, no her, front door closing.

She knew she`d “see him around” because their parents` houses were only a couple foot away from each other and they had far too many mutual friends.

Also, it wasn`t long until Karen was going to host her annual dinner party and Indy knew there was no way she could get away with skipping it.

She also knew that Shawn was most likely to have someone new adorning his side. She wasn`t dumb. Shawn was handsome and charming and endearing and he could be as heartbroken as he wanted to be right now, but she knew exactly that he was going to find someone new in the blink of an eye.

Her heartbreak over their breakup wasn`t equivalent to that kind of heart-wrenching, sobbing heartbreak that was portrayed in movies or songs or on social media.

It just kind of... felt wrong.

Like, she had expected to end up with Shawn`s last name (and maybe a few of his kids in a nice suburban neighbourhood), everyone had.

And now, someone else was going to. She was never going to walk down the aisle, starring in his eyes nor grow old with him.

Her whole future didn`t look anything like it did a few hours ago. Heck, her whole life didn`t.

And she did feel her heart sting a little at these thoughts but mostly she just went through the motions. Waking up, getting dressed, going to work, coming back home, tucking herself in.

A little bit mindlessly, a little bit apathetic, but at least without a breakdown.

She has become good at it, those past weeks.

Pretending not to notice the absence of his guitar strumming when she got home or how the condo was far more tidy without his stuff sprawled all over the place.

She`s become good at it, trying to live without him.

But then all of the sudden, it`s a Tuesday morning and she is making coffee and she can`t stop her hands from shaking. And then there are sobs escaping her throat and tears streaming down her face and she sits on the kitchen floor until she can catch her breath again. And then she starts crying again.

When she is finished, she calls Shawn. She doesn`t call him as a lover or ex-lover, but as a friend.

It feels oddly good to hear his voice, comforting even.

She can tell he`s surprised she called him when he picks up. She can`t blame him. Heck, she`s surprised herself she called him.

They don`t really talk though. He`s on his way to the studio and she still doesn`t like him driving when he`s on the phone, even though he assures her it`s fine.

“But, like, promise we`re gonna talk later, right? I know this is bad timing and all, but I really wanna talk to you. We could like, talk tonight when I get home”

She can imagine him; driving down the 39, looking over his shoulder, gripping at the steering wheel. She almost misses the little “I miss talking to you” he quietly adds and she thinks her heart skips a beat. She knows it shouldn`t.

So she replies, “Yeah, sure”, and lets out a breath she doesn`t realise she had been holding.

They don`t talk to each other for two months.

Indy is squeezed into her seat next to fairly familiar, middle-aged ladies in the Mendes` living room. They have been questioning her about her career path and college major and lord knows what else in that annoying nasally voice the entire night and when they got an answer out of her they proceeded to critic it in any way, shape or form possible.

It is safe to say, Indy`s nerves are running dry.

She remembers she used to love Karen`s dinner parties. She doesn`t really remember why though.

Another hour in, Indy manages to sneak off to the bathroom. Or at least she thinks she did, until she runs into Karen.

“Well, hello honey. Trying to escape my party?”, the older lady greets her with a smug smile.

Indy only smiles sheepishly in response. Somehow her words get stuck in her throat and for the first time ever since she was four, she feels slightly nervous talking to Karen. She doesn`t know exactly if Shawn told his parents they broke up, nor how they reacted to the news.

But according to the warm smile Karen gives her while she takes Indy by the hand and leads her back into the kitchen, she figures he either didn`t tell them or they didn`t care.

Indy watches Karen preparing another dish, as she sits on the kitchen counter and it gives her some kind of solace for the first time this evening.

Being in the Mendes` house after the break-up is unexpectedly hard. It`s probably all of the memories coming back or whatever but Indy would be lying if she says the break-up itself didn`t turn out to be harder than she expected.

“So”, Karen broke the silence, “you haven`t been around in some time.”

Indy swallowes. She doesn`t want to have this conversation. Again.

“Shawn and I broke up.”

She remembers telling her parents.

It was the first time she said it out loud and they were distraught. She couldn`t really blame them. They probably had expected Shawn to be their future son-in-law but they weren`t helping the situation either; bombarding Indy with questions she didn`t have answers to and urging her to tell them what exactly happened, when she didn`t even really know herself.

“I know, sweetie. I`m sorry.”, Shawn`s mother answeres without looking up from the pudding she is making, “It doesn`t matter though, you know.”

“What?”, Indy`s head perks up.

“That the two of you broke up. “, Karen stops stirring and turns to look at Indy, “It shouldn`t stop you from coming over. Or being friends in general. You know, I love having you around.”

Indy is kind of baffled at that. She knows the Mendes family are the most kind-hearted people she has ever met but inviting your son`s ex-girlfriend to your home, even after they broke up, seems kind of next level, even for the Mendes.

But Indy knows she`s always been more family than anything else, even when Shawn and her were still just friends.

Karens gives her another warm smile before she turns back to stirring the pudding and, almost to herself, mutters, “a hundred times more than that other girl.”

That catches Indy`s attention. And she knows she shouldn`t ask and she knows she will not want to know the answer to that question she is about to ask but she still does.

“What girl?”

She can tell by Karen`s sigh, whoever that girl is, she is definitely not Mama Mendes favorite and Indy feels weirdly pleased by that.

“Oh, you know, Shawn`s been seeing that girl.”

Bam. There it is. The punch in the gut Indy basically asked for. She sucks in a breath before edging Karen to continue.

“It`s... hm I don`t know. I guess...”, Indy wonders what the deal with that new girl is, when even Karen struggles to find nice words for her, “but as long as she makes him happy, who am I to judge?”, Karen concludes.

So she makes him happy. Great.

“He`s actually bringing her tonight.”

“I thought he wasn`t coming?”

Indy is alarmed now. Meeting her ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend.

Hell, no.

“He is. He didn`t make it in time but he said they`d be here for dessert. Which should be... about now.”

Karen is finishing filling the pudding into fancy little bowls that are going to be served to the guests outside. And when they are going to be served, Shawn is going to be here.

Indy feels sick now. She excuses herself to the toilet and walks down the hall in a daze.

She feels kind of stupid, really. Here she was, wondering if Shawn even told his mum about their break-up when he was already happily moved on.

She locks herself in the bathroom and lets her back slide down the door, until her bum meets the cold tiles.

And then the realization finally hits her.

Shawn is with someone new.

He has kissed someone else, he has probably slept with someone else, he is falling in love with someone else.

Someone that isn`t her.

And it hurts. It aches in her chest and if Indy hasn`t felt heartbroken before, she sure does now.

She shouldn`t be so fazed by it though. She should have seen this coming. And she did, she thought she did but somehow that didn`t prepare her for the ache in her chest and the sobs wailing in her throat now.

She would have thought, he`d let himself more time though.

It`s been like, what, three months? And she was still picking up the pieces.

It´s been three months, Shawn is already moved on and she was still cleaning up their mess; sitting on his parents` bathroom floor and crying like a baby.

It is kind of embarrassing to admit how hung up Indy still is on the break-up. Sure, the first week had been hard but she somehow got through it. It had been the weeks after that, that took their toll on her. Hours of crying and breaking down and looking at old pictures left Indy feeling completely drained.

And now, knowing that while she was crying her heart out, Shawn was hooking up with some new girl left her feeling like utter crap.

She feels like crying. She feels like screaming. She feels like doing anything but sitting on the Mendes` bathroom floor, trying to keep her sobs in.

But life doesn`t always get you what you want and Indy is interrupted by a knock on the door.

So she gets up and unlocks the door, when she remembers she didn`t even pretend to wash her hands and now the person outside probably thinks she`s really gross and -

It`s Shawn.

The person standing outside is Shawn (of course it is) and Indy thinks she might forget how to breath for a little moment.

He was looking her straight in the eyes, choking out a little “Hey”.

Indy on the other hand, has never been the smooth one of the two of them.

So she just stands and stares.

And stares.

With her mouth opening and closing, frantically searching for something, anything to say, but her mind just went blank.

Usually it would have been funny.

Shawn would have made a sarcastic comment, would have made fun of her and they would have laughed it of and Shawn would probably have still teased her with it after months. But they aren`t in love anymore nor friends and Indy thinks that this might be the most awkward situation she has ever been in.

So she slips past him and rushes back to the living room (and she touches his arm and she can`t breathe for a moment but it doesn`t matter).

But seemingly, Karma really wants to mess with her tonight because the sight she is greeted by upon entering the room, is even worse than facing her ex-boyfriend.

In the middle of the room there is a blonde woman, presumably the girls Karen had been talking about.

In addition to that she is currently hugging Nana Mendes, which makes the whole situation ten times worse.

Indy had always been Nana Mendes favourite. Aaliyah and Shawn used to joke about her loving Indy more than her own grandchildren and admittedly, Indy loved every second of it.

Not having a grandmother anymore herself since she was nine, she had taken comfort in having a shaky hand to hold once in a while or someone to spoil her with baked goods or to talk shit to about Shawn.

She hasn`t even seen Shawn`s new girl`s face and all of her resolutions on being a fair sport and nice ex-girlfriend are out the window.

And then, she hears the toilet flush and a lock turning and Indy knows it is time to get out of here. If she didn`t want to meet Shawn before, she sure as hell doesn`t now, after their awkward bathroom encounter. And maybe she also doesn`t want to see him with this new girl.

In hopes of being able to sneak out later, she flees to the kitchen; only to be met with Aaliyah.

“She`s awful, isn`t she?” Turning her head, Indy sees that Aaliyah isn`t even looking at her; her eyes are fixed on the blonde girl in the living room.

That is something that she loves about Aaliyah; she doesn`t talk to Indy as the poor ex-girlfriend but as a friend who she is gossiping to about her brother`s newest fling.

She`s family to Aaliyah. Still.

She takes comfort in knowing Aaliyah doesn`t like the new girl either.

Indy huffs in response and turns her head back to Shawn`s new girlfriend, while leaning against the door frame of the kitchen.

For the first time, Indy can actually really look at her.

She is rather tall. And pretty. Like, extremely pretty.

With her shiny blonde hair and long legs and pointy nose, she is that kind of Instagram-beautiful that Indy had been sure only exists in photo-shopped pictures on social media. That girl probably is some Instagram model.

And she fits perfectly next to Shawn. Indy knows it the moment she laid eyes on her and her theory is confirmed when he wrapps an arm around her and greets his aunt with an endearing smile.

They fit so well together. Both of them tall, gorgeous; they look like a million dollar couple.

“What`s her name”, Indy asks Aaliyah, who is still standing next to her, watching the girl just as intently as Indy is.

“Maise. Don`t remember her last name.”

She watches the girl as she interactes with different family members, plain jealousy flooding through her veins.

She has that red carpet smile, perfect for being Shawn`s arm candy; something Indy never liked to be.

She shakes her head and turns away.

It`s late. It`s late and the dinner is over and all of the guests are probably gone already.

Indy doesn`t care though. She doesn`t care that she shouldn`t be here anymore because she lost that privilege together with the status of being family three months ago or that she missed the rest of the dinner because she and Aaliyah snug out with two bottles of red and got tipsy (or a little more than that) or that Shawn`s already moved on.

Sitting on the front steps of the Mendes` home and breathing in the chilly summer air, she doesn`t care. For now at least.

She looks up at the night sky.

It reminds her of her seventeenth summer when Shawn and her were still just friends. Friends that snug away from yet another dinner party to look at the stars. She remembers how everything felt so infinite. So everlasting and yet so exciting. Full of chances and opportunities. It hadn`t even been a question if they would always have each other.

When she feels someone sitting down beside her, she tries to convince her mind that it could be Aaliyah, who just left five minutes ago to get a bottle of water, in order to sober both of them up.

But she knows that`s not true. She knows because her heart skips a beat when she feels them sitting down and she knows because she could tell the sound of their breath apart from any other.

She doesn`t need to look over at him. She knows it`s Shawn.

“I saw you made my little sister get drunk.” By the smile in his voice Indy could tell Shawn wasn`t really bothered but rather amused by the situation. He was just messing with her. Just like he used to.

“She did that to herself”, Indy answered with a shrug.

“And you to yourself, eh?”

“Yup” She pops the `p` as she leans back and kicks of her heels, disregarding them in the Mendes` front porch.

She`s positive she isn`t that drunk that anyone would be able to notice it, but it`s Shawn. Shawn who has witnessed her first time getting drunk and her first hangover and the second and the third and many more. He knows her and he knows when she`s drunk.

It were those little hings that used to make her believe that they really were something. Something special. Something that could last.

And now, they don`t matter anymore.

Now he just knows she got drunk on his front steps and it`s embarrassing.

“Indy, look” She knows by the way the tone of his voice changes that he wants to talk about the serious stuff now.

“I just... I don`t know. I know tonight, bringing Maisie, hasn`t been ideal and..., and god, I don`t even know what I want to say. It`s- it`s just, we haven`t talked in such a long time and it feels so weird, you know?”

Indy doesn`t look at him. She doesn`t respond. She just lets him sit there; rambling, helplessly searching for words, running his fingers through his hair.

He knows she`s trying to ignore him, just block him out by proceeding to look up at the stars and not sparring him a single glance.

He doesn`t know she`s looking up because she tries to fight the tears threatening to spill out of her eyes.

“Indy.”

He finally grabs her attention. She turns her head to look at him, stoic expression on her face.

“You`re my best friend”, he sounds desperated, with a hint of exasperation in his voice.

“And I`ll always love you and I`lll always care for you, you know and I`ll-”

“Babe”

Indy doesn`t have to look to know who the voice belongs to. She still does though.

And there she is, Maisie. Standing in the door, hands stemmed into her hips, eying Indy with furrowed brows.

She has never felt so stupid as right now. Half-sitting, half-lying on the front steps, barefoot, drunk and with probably smudged make-up and messy hair. She could basically feel Maise`s judgemetal gaze burning a whole through her dress.

“Are you coming?” the blonde asks Shawn, now completely ignoring Indy`s presence.

“Yeah, just give me a minute”, he half-heatedly answers, before turning back to his ex-girlfriend.

She can hear Maisie huff and close the door again, as Shawn continues.

“I just want everything to be normal again, I just want us to be us again, you know? I miss how we used to be.”

“And I know that I might be asking too much or that it`s too soon or whatever but fuck, I have no idea what I`m doing and I just, I just need you in my life, Indy. I need my best friend.”

He runs his hands through his hair like he always does when he gets frustrated. And Indy wishes, god she wishes that he wouldn`t be with someone right now because all she wants to do is hold him, kiss him, tell him it`s going be alright, they`re going to be alright and-

“Shawn!”, Maisie calls from inside.

And she keeps her mouth shut.

“Yeah, I`m coming.” He stands up, his 6`3 tall frame towering over Indy, before leaning back down to pull her into a hug.

She ignores that she can practically feel her heart jumping out of her chest when he nuzzles into her neck and whispers, “I just want to talk to you again”

And before she can think twice, she murmurs back a faint “Okay”.

But still, Shawn hears it (of course he does). He squeezes her tightly once more before he pulles away with the biggest grin.

“Okay.”, he repeats

“Okay.” Indy can`t help but smile as she looks into his eyes, that are sparkling with joy.

“Shawn! I`m waiting!”, Maisie basically rips the door open, again, destroying the moment.

Shawn gives Indy a last warm smile before turning to his girlfriend, that is standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, and following her. As Maisie sees that Shawn actually is coming this time, she turns on her heel and struts inside again.

Indy stands up, as well. She brushes over her dress with her hands and picks up her heels, before making her way out of the Mendes` front porch and back home, until-

“Indy!” She turns back around to see Shawn already standing inside the house, “Call me, please?”

“I will.”, she respondes with a faint smile, as she feels her stomach twist, at the sight of the former love of her life grinning at her one last time, before going back inside. Going back to a girl that isn`t her.

She never calls him again.

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His Plus One // Shawn Mendes *Assistant Series* Part 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

A/n: my titles are getting worse and worse so apologies for that! thanks for all the love you guys keep giving to this series. I appreciate it more than you know! Much much love!

Warnings: mentions of some smut but not all the way...curse words...mentions of blood and a little angsty

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A few days later...

“Y/n I have a question for you.” Shawn pipes up the courage to say. We were sitting at a nice restaurant having a second official date. Everything was going so smoothly and every moment we just keep growing closer.

I glance across the table and he seems nervous. My face scrunches up in confusion because he never really got nervous unless it’s something that could go wrong.

“Shawn I have an answer for you.” I flash him a smile to assure him that it’s okay. He takes a deep breath and now he’s starting to make me nervous. I take a sip of my wine and gently set the glass down.

“Well you know how we made that bet at the award show?” I nod my head and smile thinking about it. “I told you that if I won you’d have to come back to Canada with me for a family dinner. Well this dinner is more like a rehearsal wedding dinner and a wedding all together. I was wondering if you’d maybe want to seriously go with me as my date? My parents and sister really want to see you again. It would-“

“Shawn.” I cut him off before he starts rambling on. “I would be honored to.” Shawn’s face lifts up into this amazing smile and it made me smile even brighter.

“Thank you baby girl! It means the world to me that you’d do this.”

“I’d do anything for you.” I reply. Our waiter comes back with our food and we couldn’t wipe the smiles off our faces. Our relationship was growing and we were so happy to be together.

A two weeks later...the wedding rehearsal dinner...

I was circling around Shawn’s old room looking for my heels in a panic. Where could they be? I set them out when I was getting prepared for the night. I’m never this disorganized and always the one who is prepared for anything.

“Y/n!” Shawn shouts from the bottom of the stairs.

“Shawn I’m coming I promise! I just can’t find my heels!” I shout back and lift up some clothes. Shawn threw around some of his clothes everywhere and it was a mess. No wonder I couldn’t find anything.

“Y/n/n.” Shawn appears at the door and in his hands were my heels. My shoulders drop from sudden relief. “You told me to hold them until we got to the rehearsal.” Shawn was calm and he had his very sweet smile on his face.

“Thank you.” I reach up and give Shawn a kiss. His hands go to my back to push me against him. This deepens the kiss which causes me to smile into our kiss.

“God you’re so cute.” Shawn says then reaches down slowly grabbing my ass. I blush so hard I could feel the heat on my cheeks.

“Let’s go or your mom is going to kill us for being late!” I take his hand and drag him out of the room, through the house, and outside to his car. Shawn opens the door to the Jeep for me and then walks over to the drivers side.

The rehearsal was being held in a little area outside in this fancy courtyard. It was a beautiful evening and this was a beautiful town. The wedding was about 45 minutes outside of town in the countryside. Or so I’ve been told. But I’d found out tomorrow and I’ve seen some pictures.

My mind wonders away from the wedding because then I think about meeting Shawn’s family. I was comfortable with his parents and Aliyah because they had already met me in the first month of my assisting.

“Shawn please try not to leave me alone for very long with people I don’t know.” I look over at him and he switches his hand positions on the steering wheel. One goes to my thigh which causes butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

“Don’t worry. You’ll never leave my side. Especially in that dress.” Another blush creeps up on my face and I just smile. The effects he has on me is crazy.

It’s getting close to a month now that we have agreed to go out. Not only have I just fell head over heels but I honestly feel like I have found another best friend. He’s equally as goofy as I am and we just embrace it with each other.

Once we arrive Shawn takes forever to find a parking spot. There was a lot of people suppose to be at this wedding. At least 200 guests were expected and possible more. That just made me a little more nervous. However tonight was a smaller crowd since it was more for the family and people apart of the wedding.

“We’re going to be sooo late!” I say as Shawn takes my hand in his.

“Y/n. The dinner started at 6:30. It’s 6:35.” Shawn replies as he checks his watch.

“I’m a very organized person! If I’m even a minute late to anything then it makes my whole schedule just POP.” I exaggerate the pop and Shawn laughs at me. He starts swinging our arms as we enter the gates.

“If anything is popping, It is for sure you in that pink dress. Reminds me of bubble gum.” Shawn bites the air and his teeth clack together. My eyes shut as a laugh escapes my body.

I look ahead and see a whole crowd of people in different areas. My heels clicked against the concrete and I slow my pace down. Shawn notices and holds on tighter to my hand.

“Don’t worry. You won’t have to meet all of these people.” Shawn assures me and just as he says that people walk up to the both of us.

“Hello Shawn!” A older lady greets him and her husband does the same. “Who is this beautiful young lady?” She reaches her hand out and I do the same giving her a shake.

“This is Y/n. My girlfriend.” Shawn wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side. I never heard me being introduced as his girlfriend and not his assistant. It was such a strange feeling but I loved it.

“Hi!” I greet with a warm smile.

Soon Shawn and I made our way around the area greeting everyone. It was very sweet to see all the new faces and the way Shawn showed me off was just amazing. The guys I’ve dated before never really cared enough to put me out like that. It made me feel wanted for the first time. And who would have thought it would be Shawn?

Eventually we find our seats at a table with his parents and sister. Aaliyah sat next to me and Shawn on the other side. I was talking to Aaliyah and we were cutting up laughing with each other.

“Shawn take a picture of me and Y/n together!” Aaliyah hands him her phone and we stand up to take a few. We took at least one normal picture but then we had so many funny ones.

Someone comes from behind and bumps into me almost knocking me over. I was never the one to say something when I was a rudely pushed. But apparently neither was this person.

“Shawn is that you!” I stand up and Aliyah comes over to me to make sure I’m alright. I watch this beautiful, 5’4, skinny, fucking model walks up to my boyfriend.

“Oh boy.” Aaliyah mumbles under her breath and I see her roll her eyes. Aaliyah’s reaction gave me a faint clue as to who this girl was. Apparently not well liked.

I lean over to whisper in Aaliyah’s ear. “Who the and excuse my language who the fuck is that?” Aaliyah’s face lifts up into a smile at my choice of words. I loved Aaliyah like my own little sister and she has done nothing but treat me as part of the family. Both her and Shawn’s parents have. Even before I was Shawn’s girlfriend they loved me and everything that I do for Shawn.

“That is Shawn’s ex from wayyyyyy back. She treated him like absolute trash and we all hated her. But Shawn thought he was in love cause he was 16 ya know. He wouldn’t listen to anyone. He sure got the picture when she cheated on him.” Aaliyah explains to me. I watch her strut her stuff up to Shawn and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

Her arms wrap around him and he returns the hug so easily. I felt my body tense up as I watch this interaction. Shawn replies to her and they actually get engaged in a conversation. Was I actually mad at this?

“Don’t worry he’ll snap back to earth here in a second.” Aaliyah notices my reactions. Shawn glances over and sees Aaliyah and I staring. Both of us had our arms crossed as we watched the scene in front of us.

“Y/n! This is Katie. Katie this is Y/n my assistant.” My heart stopped beating at those words.(I mean no disrespect towards the name Katie!!) All night he was proud of me and showed me off. My mouth opens slightly and Aaliyah looks back at me then Shawn. Shawn doesn’t even realize what he said and he looks at me smiling.

So when this fucking model walks in I’m just nothing but his lousy assistant again. That’s fine with me. I’ll be his fucking assistant like I thought I would. I knew this would happen. I was literally having an all out battle with my emotions inside my head.

“Hi I’m Shawn’s assistant.” I greet happily like nothing ever phases me. Shawn looks at me confused and I just keep my award winning smile on.

“Oh so can you like go get us some drinks from the bar? Thanks.” She asks me in the most annoying voice. My body starts to shake from anger and I’ve never been this mad around Shawn before. I have always been so understanding because it’s in my job description. No one has ever treated me like a fucking server before.

“I’m an assistant not a fucking waitress.” My voice came out low and very angry.

“Oh see I thought an assistant was suppose to get things for you. Especially when that person asks nicely. Maybe you’re not very aware of that.” She replies and the wires in my brain just snap.

“I’m very aware of my job description and what I do with it.” The words slipped out of my mouth before I had time. The anger inside of me getting far to ahead of me.

“Y/n.” Shawn cuts in and he was looking at me with such a difference. It made my heart ache slightly.

“Just forget it. It’s not even worth it.” I take my seat again and it gets quiet. Aaliyah takes a seat next to me and pats me on the leg. I look at her and she gives me this amazing smile that causes me to smile. Shawn takes a seat next to me again and places his hand on top of mine. I smoothly pull it back when I see Katie take a seat next to Shawn.

I was silent as I ate my dinner. I mostly picked at it and the food was actually really good. But my stomach was hurting and I didn’t have the appetite. Shawn spent the whole dinner talking to Katie and catching up. I was still really mad that everything had happened the way it did. I was even more mad that Shawn didn’t even stand up for me.

I listen in on their conversation and that’s when things got really serious. “I think you need to be looking for a new assistant. Especially one with less of a temper.” I watch Aaliyah stand up and the chair flies back.

“I will not sit here and let this carry on. Shawn you do remember what this whore done to you right?”

“Aliyah.” Her mom looks at her daughter with amazement.

“Just wait mom.” She looks at her then back at Shawn. “I was there when she hurt you. I remember what she done and how in love you were with her. But she hurt you Shawn. She cheated on you with one of your own friends. The fact that you are still talking to her is amazing to me. I expected better from my big brother.” Aaliyah sits back down and the table was silent. She really just pulled the big brother card on him.

“Wow it’s not just the assistant.” Katie mumbles under her breath.

“WOAH.” Shawn and I both stand up now. Especially since Aaliyah was mentioned.

“I would knock the hell out of you for disrespecting my girl Aaliyah like that. Quite frankly you’re not even worth it. I’ll be waiting by the car.” I turn on my heels a little too fast and crash into another person. I fall and I feel my head crash into stone and it was black.

~~~~~~~~~

“Y/n” I hear voices and a sudden sharp pain shoot through my head. I groaned in pain as I open my eyes. My immediate reaction was to try and get up but someone held on to my arms to stop me.

“Y/n it’s alright. It’s Shawn. I’m right here.” When my eyes open I see Shawn hovering over me with great concern on his face. Half my body was propped up in Shawn’s lap and I see a few other people around me. I notice it’s his parents and a few other close family members.

“What happened?” My head was pounding and something was stinging on my temple.

“You turned around too fast and tripped then knocked your head on the stone edge of the fountain. You got a pretty gnarly cut on your temple.” His hand was stroking my face gently and the other was holding a towel on my cut.

“I’m so sorry.” I sigh and the pain was so much I just wanted to cry. Not only did I cause a scene as a guest at someone else’s dinner but I did it around Shawn’s family. They must think I’m a lunatic.

“Baby girl don’t be sorry. I know how clumsy you are.” Shawn replies.

“No Shawn I’m sorry. Especially to your friends and family. I overreacted and I let my anger get the best of me.” Shawn lifts me up so now I’m in his lap and he’s holding me. I take the towel from his hands and I hold it on my head.

“Y/n. You did nothing wrong. I was being an idiot right in front of you. I acted like such a jerk to you and you had every right to get mad. After what she said to Aaliyah I came to my senses and we asked Katie to leave.”

“Thank you for standing up for me Y/n. It meant a lot to me.” Aaliyah joins in.

“That was very nice of you dear. You’re a apart of this family now and you prove that everyday. Not only taking care of my son but you care about us almost as much as you do Shawn.” Karen adds which makes my heart swell with pride.

“We could never be mad at you Y/n. You’ve done nothing but bring happiness and joy into this family. We are grateful for you. You handled that situation like any sane person would. You’re a strong woman.” Shawn’s dad says. I felt Shawn wrap his arms tightly around me.

“You mean the world to me Y/n. They all knew it before I even did. You’re the greatest person inside and out. I’m so sorry for the way I treated you tonight. I let you down.” Shawn gently kisses my head where my injury wasn’t.

“It’s okay. I forgive you.” We had a moment where we just stared into each other’s eyes. I could see all the love he had right there.

“Let’s get her home so she can get cleaned up and get some rest before tomorrow. We’ve got a long day full of fun activities.” Karen says and with Shawn’s help I slowly stand up.

“You guys go ahead of us. We will stop and get her some ice packs and medicine. We used the last bit of it the other day. You’re father can be quite clumsy too.” She winks at me and I smile.

“Thank you Karen.” I let go of Shawn and go over to gently hug her. It was nice having a mother figure around considering I didn’t get to see mine all that much. She gladly returns the hug and I feel her rub my back.

“Let’s get you home Miss Graceful.” Shawn says and I groan at the nickname. Something I was always called in my younger years.

I walk out with Shawn and he holds me close. He helps me into the Jeep and gives me another kiss on the forehead. “I’m still so sorry baby. You know I love you.”

“I do know. You wanna know how I know? Whenever I look into your eyes I can see that sparkle. I can see adoration that you have for me. You only look at me like that. And everyday you’re surround by so many strangers. Everyday you’re surrounded by beautiful models and famous celebrities. But whenever you look at me you see only me.” I say deeply as I stare at him. My hands cup his jaw and I can see him just listening to my words. “And oh my gosh you just said you love me for the first time.” I try not to squeal with excitement at his new words.

“You’re so beautiful. You even have beautiful words.” He leans down to my lips and we share a passionate kiss. He was gentle but still added enough force that drove me crazy. “Let’s get you home baby girl.” He whispers against my lips and gives me another one. “And don't feel the need to say I love you back just because I said it. I mean I know how I feel for you and I probably new from the first time we met. I have just been thinking about it for so long and-”

“Shawn.” I cut him off and a slight little giggle escapes my mouth. “I love you too. And I truly mean that. I am utterly in love with you rockstar.” I tell him truthfully. Shawn’s cheeks blush at my confession and I could not replace that smile I saw on his face.

He kisses me one more time and closes my door, making his way over to the drivers side. It was silent as we drove the short few minutes back to Shawn’s place. His mom said she’d stop by and bring the stuff. We only spent the day at his family’s house and all my other stuff was at Shawn’s condo.

When we arrive I managed to get out on my own and we walked up to his place. The doors open and I’m hit with this cozy smell that just brings me peace. It was smells that I always thought of home. It was those fall scents that every home would have during the holidays. I loved them.

I walk to his bathroom and give myself a look over since I haven’t seen my injury yet. The cut managed to stop bleeding so now it was just really sore. I wince as I start to clean it up some.

I hear the doors open and some voices. Light footsteps pad across the hardwood towards the bathroom door I was in. “Y/n baby. Here. Mom brought you the stuff.” Shawn hands me the bag and he notices the few tears brimming my eyes. He frowns which causes me to look the other way.

As quickly as I can I clean up the cut so the pain would stop. But the rubbing alcohol is always a bitch. I bandaged myself up and prayed that it would heal fast for tomorrow.

“Go get ready for bed. I’ll bring you an ice pack and medicine.” Shawn says and I reach up giving him a kiss on the cheek as I pass him.

“Thanks babe.” I make my way into his room where all my bags are. I whip out my running shorts and an old college shirt. I strip out of my dress and let it fall to the ground. I can hear footsteps coming up to the room but I didn’t care. It was just Shawn and he never made me feel uncomfortable. We’ve already had some intimate moments, but not all the way yet.

I slowly put my shorts on and then take my time putting my shirt on. It was hard and I couldn’t get it over my head with out hitting my spot. “Shawn can you help me?” I huff out.

When his fingers came in contact with my bare waist my heart stops altogether. His hands slowly trail up and around taking his time. Half the shirt was over my face so I couldn’t see him but I knew what he was staring at. Especially since I didn’t have a bra on.

“Enjoying the view.” I mumble through the shirt.

“You have no idea.” He whispers. Suddenly I felt his hot breath against my skin. He places a kiss against my stomach and leaves a trail all around my waist. Then he comes up further this time his tongue glides across my skin. I felt my legs go weak and he takes ahold of my waist to steady me. He gently pulls the shirt all the way over my head with out hurting me.

His lips go to my neck now and then up to my ear where he takes a nibble at my earlobe. Chills were multiplying down my body now and you could see all the goosebumps.

“You’re so fucking sexy baby girl.” My fingers find there way through his curls and I tug him closer to my body. I was craving more of his touch.

For Shawn to be such a dork he had some pretty skillful moves when it came to seduction. It really impressed me and he definitely keeps me on my toes.

Shawn lifts me up and puts me back down on the bed. His lips trail everywhere on my skin and my head was really spinning now. I no longer felt pain. It’s like he was a healer just with his touch.

“I couldn’t wait until I got you out of that dress.” He says so dark and it really turned me on even more. I pull his face back up to me to where his lips meet mine. I let my fingers make there way to his button up and I work my fingers through the buttons. One by one I loosen them and my hands go to his shoulders slowly. I take the material down off his shoulders and with his help he tosses it over to the side.

We start to make out and our attraction to one another kept increasing. Our kissing got rougher and I felt my head start to pound from so much action in one moment.

“Shawn.” I stop him even though it took everything in me. “I’m sorry it’s my head.” I felt the tears brim my eyes again in pain.

He looks at me and kisses all around me again slowly. My body relaxes once again with his gentle touch.

“Let’s get some sleep. My clumsy girlfriend needs it.” He hovers over me and plants a kiss on my lips. He hands me a bottle of water and the pills for the pain. “Here this shirt will be easier to get into.” Shawn helps me put on one of his shirts. I was happy to be wearing one of his shirts but I think Shawn was even more happy the way I looked in it.

Shawn changes into a pair of shorts and crawls into bed with me. He grabs the ice pack and places it on my bruised head. I hold on to it as he pulls me into his arms.

“I love you Y/n.” I hear Shawn’s heart beat quicken underneath me. My heart pounds in my chest.

“Shawn I love you too.” I wrap my arms around him and snuggle close. He starts to trace weird patterns on my back and it puts me to sleep easily.

“You’re my whole world.” I hear him whisper right before I fall asleep completely wrapped up in his arms.

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Springtime antics with the boys

Weather is getting nice and lovey here so I’m rly in the mood for dis

Zabdiel

-Long walks around the park for hours

-Would also be the gross romantic that likes to paint in the park

-He’d pick you up and you notice the canvases and paint in the back along with a picnic basket

-He sets you guys up on the side of the big green grass field right under a shady tree

-Feeds you grapes and snacks like a little lovesick loser and just plays around

-He’d hide his painting from you the whole time and keep pretending like it’s his “own personal masterpiece”

-Paints a stripe down your arm when you give him attitude that yours is already better and you don’t even gotta see his

-Something would happen like the sprinklers turn on in the middle of it all and you have to gather everything and run away

-But you’re already both drenched so you sit nearby in the park and dry off

-Something off topic but

-He’d sit with you in the backyard/porch/wherever you like to lounge in the sun

-Make you some smoothies or iced tea and help you paint your toes and sunbathe

-Read books together and chill outside

-Back massages in the grass

-On rly energetic days maybe he’d take you to the carnival

-Ride every single ride at least twice, share a funnel cake and just hold each other in silence on the Ferris wheel

-Would def win you the giant stuffed dog at the ring toss station

-Ends the night making out in the backseat of his car like a freaking teenager

Erick

-Also another park scenario lol

-He’d take you to the park- but not to walk around, y’all are like actually playing n shit

-Pushes you on the swings, rides down the slide with you

-Teens and older adults are kinda judging you, but a lot of people are actually watching and laughing/admiring how cute you’re being

-A couple kids come over and ask to play with you

-You honestly are expecting him to be like “naw kids go away” but instead he’s like “okay but you’re it first” and zooms away

-So you play tag with a hugee group of small children and they’re all in love with the fun grown ups

-And like once it gets late and the kids need to go home, a couple parents come up and slip y’all 5 bucks for watchin their kids and a little wink or sweet pieces of early love advice aw

-Play wrestling in the field

-Biting his ear while he tugs your hair and shoves grass down your shirt

-Movie night back at his house in his room or maybe the basement

-Cuddled up with a bunch of snacks and buried under blankets

-You end up falling asleep in his arms and he gently rearranges you so that you’re both comfy

-Kisses your forehead and plays with your fingers or ends of your hair til he falls asleep

Joel

-Takes you to brunch

-Orders bottomless mimosas and y’all get lit at like 11 am

-Stumble out and walk it off in the fresh air

-Buys you a mangonada and himself elote as you guys come across the soccer field across the street

-He would also take you somewhere fun and simple like the museum or aquarium

-Takes annoying goofy pictures of him like imitating a funny fish face or squeezing a statues nipples/butt cheeks

-Argues with little kids in a cute stubborn way

-“hey u take that back about the puffer fish u brat”

-“Joel that kid is literally 10 and all they said is that the fish was a lil ugly”

-Takes candids of you when you’re not paying attention

-Some are really cute actually, but the other half are of you mid sneeze or cryin about the shark with the funny eyes

-GOLDEN HOUR SELFIES

-Rly high quality pics of sun kissed skin and smooches uwuwu

-Would blow dandelions in your face for a cute picture but then gets carried away and starts pinning little flowers in your hair

-Forgets about picture taking and just continues to cover you in pretty flowers for his eyes only

-Play out movie scenes and improv a musical/concert on park tables

Richard

-Sleeps in super late with you in his arms

-Until it gets way too hot and you have to pry yourself out of his grips

-Would definitely stay like half naked through the day

-So the agenda for what y’all do would be along the lines of park, pool, something outside and acceptable for him to be kinda nakey

-Which it’s kinda hard to take such a beautiful naked man out in public so y’all stay home with Aaliyah instead

-Make a homemade water park in the backyard

-Slip n slide, one of those tiny baby pools, sprinklers, water balloons, water guns, you name it

-He would totally bust ass trying to dump you in the baby pool and slips on the slick grass and falls into all of the prepared water balloons

-You and Aaliyah almost pee yourselves laughing bc the sight of such a big goofy man contemplating his life in a wet pile of broken rubber

-He’d also do something dumb to make you smile like break dance sloppily on the slip n slide

-Picnic outside in the backyard or the park nearby after all the playtime tones down

-The sun sets slowly as you finish eating and Aaliyah begs you to push her on the swings for the rest of the time aww

-ok but on a more intimate personal level....

-Take you to an outdoor party or family kinda get together

-Dances bachata with you and spins you around in the moonlight

-...but will also turn you around and literally grind into you til ur begging 4 him to take u home ... what sry

-Also the type to just get slightly drunk together alone at the crib

-Get lit to his favorite playlist and just be goofy n dance or sing to each other

Christopher

-ive said it once and I’ll say it again

-He on that hooligan type shit

-He’d take you on late night car rides with the top dropped, letting the warm spring air rush over you

-End up in the abandoned old skate park and you graffiti the nasty grey concrete

-Tells you scary stories as you sit on top of his car high asf

-Hide and seek at the park in the dark with all your friends

-ok but get this

-y’all hop the fence of ur old school or maybe someone u hates neighborhood to like go egg it or tp that bitch

-get caught and have to run from the cops or somethin

-so when y’all get home safe your energy and adrenaline is MAD HIGH

-and y’all have the best freaking sex like it’s so high energy and wiLd sorry I’m an adrenaline junkie

-Late night junk food runs and then you’re back in the car watching the stars in the sunroof

-King of gr8 conversations tbh

-Like every convo you have late at night while you’re out chillin is sooooo amazing

-It ranges from like conspiracies, stupid observations he makes when he’s stoned, real deep talks abt life n love, or even talking about ur favorite music

-I bet springtime brings out the romance in him even more tho

-So he sets up fun spicy little dates out in the hot tub

-Or opens all the windows to let the warm air rush in, the moonlight and pretty scented candles being the only light dimming your room as he leaves sweet kisses over your neck

#spring is hitting different and i need summer rn can i get a hell yeA #tag which one is more of your spring vibe im curious #im a strong chris and also erick #cnco #cnco headcanon #zabdiel de jesus #erick brian colon #joel pimentel #richard camacho #christopher velez

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