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~b"Mr. and Mrs. Shawn Mendes?" The Batista called out.
I scoffed. Why would I let Shawn tell the barista what to write on the cups? Ooh! at least I finally get to taste what a pumpkin spice latte tastes like!
He returned to our window seat balancing two cups and a pastry cut into two halves, his face gleaming as he handed me my drink.
"Mrs. Mendes?" I about knocked him out.
He winked at me while shoving his half of the scone in his mouth. "so," Shawn sputtered with crumbs spilling off of his lips, "for the dance, should I wear a black suit with a white shirt and a black bow tie or a white suit with a black shirt and a white bow tie?" I pondered.
"White suit. We'll match but not blend in." He nodded while zoning out.
"Whatcha thinking about?" I said while nudging his muscular shoulder. Seriously, does this boy take steroids??
"Nu-nothing. I um was just wondering what color corsage to get." He looked away sheepishly and I knew that that's wasn't the only thing in his mind.
I cupped his face in my hands and turned it towards mine and stared into his eyes. His eyes went so much farther than brown. When the sunlight hit them they shattered into a million different colors and pieces that it made me dizzy just trying to keep track. They were a safety blanket that I felt was draped over my shoulders whenever he looked at me. And I was in love with them.
Without a glimmer of a thought in my hopeless mind, I pulled his lips into mine, and sunk into a kiss.
Shawn POV:
The kiss was anything but ordinary. It was passionate yet cautious at the same time, and it was a seed that I planned on planting so it could grow into many more. My arms hung loosely at my side until I snapped them to life. They wrapped around her waist and clutched her closer to me as our lips continued to move in sync. My heart fluttered and it was then that I realized I didn't want to be anywhere else.
We came up for air and noticed we had gathered quite the crowd. I shooed them off and grabbed her hand, dragging her out of Starbucks with only one thought on my mind.
IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE SO LONG. this chapter took forever to finish, but I am quite satisfied with the outcome.
COMMENT SHIP NAMES FOR SHAWN AND AMARA I CANT THINK OF ANY GOOD ONES.➽➽
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Will you catch me when I fall? (Shawn mendes)
FanfictionAmara young: a depressed, hopeless romantic, with a life that one only sees in horror movies. Shawn mendes: popular, attractive, with vocal cords of an angel, enough said.