Shawn Mendes Imagines

Stay

GUYS, TODAY IS THE TWO MONTH ANNIVERSARY OF THIS BOOK !
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My eyes fluttered open as I turned to look at Shawn, the both of us laying naked under the bedsheets.

Rubbing my eyes, and trying to recollect the memories of last night, I quietly removed the sheets from my body, and taking one quick glance at the digital clock beside us.

5:47 A.M.

I turned my head to the right again, taking in Shawn's features. His long dark eyelashes fluttering in deep thought, his rosy pink lips parted ever so slightly. His bare chest rising and falling softly as he laid there in tranquility.

He's gorgeous, but I can't love him.

I sighed, bending over to pick up my clothes as I carefully stepped into them, adjusting everything as I heard the bed creak.

Looking at Shawn through the corner of my eye, I saw him move a bit, wrapping an arm over the now empty space beside him.

Upon touching the bed, and not my body, his eyes shot open.

He quickly grabbed my wrist, smiling as he pulled me back into the bed.

"Shawn-"

"Shh." He cut me off, placing a finger over his lips, slowly closing his eyes again.

"I have to go." I whispered, turning to look at the clock again.

"Stay." He smiled, his eyes still closed.

"I can't, Shawn. That's why they call it a one night stand." I mumbled, trying to escape his grip.

"Please, baby girl. I want you to stay with me." He begged, his eyes now open; his body fully awake.

I sighed and shook my head as he loosened his grip on my wrist.
Sliding out of his grasp, I picked up my black dress and pumps, the events of last night finally entering my mind.

"Baby girl, don't leave." Shawn whispered, a strange tone of uncertainty in his voice; a tone of fear and, almost need.

"Shawn, I told you. I'm leaving. We had fun last night, but that's it; no strings attached."

His body tensed up at my words; his chest rising as he took in a long, deep breath.

"Fine."

I whipped my head around to look at him, confused.

"If that's what you want, fine." He muttered, looking directly ahead of him.

Guilt washed over my body as I felt my heart crumble into a million pieces.

"Shawn, it's not like that. I just-"

"If it's not like that, then stay with me." He cut me off.

"Why do you want me anyways?" I breathed, holding back tears, taking in a sharp breath.

"Because," His eyes softened, "I need you."

"Why, Shawn? I'm nothing special." I muttered, blinking back more tears.

"Yes, you are. I even can't describe the way I feel when I'm with you, but I know it's a good feeling. I can't describe how I feel when we kiss, but it's like your lips are oxygen, and I can't breathe."

I bit my lip hard, the room falling silent as nothing but the small ticking sound of the clock was heard in the room.

"Stay. For at least one more night." He begged again, reaching out a hand.

I slowly placed my hand in his, the smile he had last night, returning to his face.

"I guess one more night can't hurt."

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