𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎 ➙ 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔

forty

natalie atkins
03:05AM
toronto, canada.

me and shawn had just finished our date, which was very nice by the way, he took me to the most amazing local italian restaurant and then we went to a small stand by a park and got some ice cream, probably one of the best dates i've had in a very long time.

now, we were just lying in my room, looking up at the moon through the window that was on the roof. ally told me that she wanted to go sleep in a hotel today because she missed sleeping in a bed on her own which made me laugh when i heard that.

"the light of the moon reflects on your face so well." shawn mumbles quietly as he looks at my face then back to the sky, i chuckle softly, shaking my head at his comment.

"what? it's true. maybe i'll nickname you moonlight now, it suits you." he says again, i smile softly.

moonlight? i like that.

shawn interlocks our fingers and pulls me closer to his chest so i can hear his heartbeat, i laugh quietly when i hear how fast it's beating.

"so, did you enjoy the date?" shawn asks quietly, i can hear him trying not to fall asleep, i nod my head, yawning.

"i did, it was really fun." i mumble into his chest.

we talk for a little longer but soon enough i hear soft snores escape shawn's mouth and i chuckle, he didn't even get out of my bed, i take my bed covers and slip inside, resting my head on shawn's chest and falling asleep with him.

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"good morning lovebirds." i hear ally mutter, i stir around trying to go back to sleep but she didn't let me, "you need to wake up, it's almost ten." she should've begun with that, my eyes shoot open and i get out of bed.

"shit shit shit." i mumble, shaking shawn awake, "shawn wake up, it's ten." he groans and turns around, i roll my eyes and sigh, jumping into the shower.

i guess i'm going to have to get changed in front of him, i was still in last night's outfit which was an oversized hoodie, so i slip that off from my now wet body and grab a pair of cuffed denim jeans and a white bralette with thick straps.

i would've changed in the bathroom but it's small and i'm pretty sure one of the dancers is in there getting ready, i just hope shawn doesn't wake up.

"hmm, i could get used to this view." i hear shawn mumble and i freeze as i put my top on, are you serious? i groan.

"turn around" i mumble, turning myself away from his view and slip the rest of my top on. i hear him chuckle and flip over, i turn around to grab my jeans and see that shawn's head is buried deep into the pillows, i quickly slide them on and let out a slight cough.