Twenty - You Will Be Okay

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I didn't want to look him in the eye.

Too late, he skimmed his fingertips on my jaw, making me face him. Too bad my sunglasses were covering my- spoke too soon. He took off my sunglasses and pulled off my hoodie gently, revealing my tear stained cheeks and red droopy eyes.

Without hesitation, he gasped, and embraced me in his arms. It was so tight and comforting. He hugged me more than I hugged him. I was weak and couldn't really give it back but he seemed to understand because in every second, he seemed to be hugging tighter.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me." He let go. "Just come with me." I didn't want to go with him but his controlling demeanor persuaded me to just follow.

I wasn't sure where we were going but I feel like it's going to be alright.

He led me out of the arena and toward his car. I stated no questions, not hesitated to follow. I didn't tell my dad either but he'll understand that if he doesn't see me, well yeah no shit, I probably left. I think he'll be okay.

"So... I dunno, whats going on but like... " he drifted off, looking over his shoulders to back out the car. "I'll get you some ice cream and uh, I have soft pillows. You're free to stay."

I wish he'd let me stay for the rest of this week until we get out of the country.

He told me to wait in the car.

Such shameful memories on how I was at this very store, getting gifts for my mom because I felt as if she deserved so much more.

My shoes were stained just as much as my face. I shut my eyes and hoped he would come back soon. I don't want to be so lonely.

The door eventually unlocked and he came in.

"So tonight, comedy movies, ice cream, weird expensive chocolate uh don't know if you like popcorn but this is chocolate drizzled and yeah definitely a ton of chocolate, babe."

I slightly smiled as he displayed all the options in front of my face.

"No more frowns after tonight." he winked.

Me, Mendes, mentally moaning...

"Aw there's that giggle I see."

It's a moaning face not a giggle.

We exit the car and drags my body with one hand around my waist, and his grocery bag in the other.

Everything still so very familiar.

"Shawn, it's going to be okay." he kissed my left temple as a felt a stream of butterflies.

(Guess who it was yet btw)

He still noticed the silence in me.

"Look, I'm so sorry for what happened maybe it will be easier if like, you told me? But then again, I really do not mind. You don't have to because I know how much it hurts to want to talk about something but you just can't because of how personal it is. I know."

He held my hand and I followed him upstairs, tugging him to remind him to get the back. "Aw you're like a little puppy, baby."

More butterflies and smiles.

I sat on his bed, kind of taking up most of the space while he told me he'd be back. He had a king size bed and like he threw me the remote and scattered all the snacks a around me. I was pretty cozy for the most part.

I took my journal out and wanted to write to my pen pal, I got use to him. He's like my diary. I would write all my feelings there. Probably won't mail it out but...

Or maybe I will.

Depends how much audacity I have by tomorrow or so to say.

" Dear diary,

Hi. I'm heartbroken. Okay.

Love,

Heartbroken Shawn. "

Sigh. I stuffed it back before Taylor could look for it. I didn't have much to say, it's all I wanted to say. I don't need the detail.

He came out shirtless and smiled at me. "There's something I want to show you."

I followed him, "Here is a towel. Just, shower and run these thoughts down. You'll be okay."

It was a massive shower and the awkward part was that it was transparent, meaning he saw me wipe my tears with his pillows, he saw me scarfing down the chocolate, he saw me writing my heartbroken thoughts.

I made it a quick tact to get in and out really soon but the water honestly felt so good. It hit my back so soothingly. I just, ugh. "Ohhh..."

"Shawn?" Taylor knocked on the wall I was facing. I could see him but he couldn't see on my side. "You alright boy?"

I made a small laugh because he basically heard me sigh of pleasure in the shower, when I wasn't even doing anything. I just loved the water feeling. I wasn't feeling anything else.

After realizing how awkward I made things, I decided to get out sooner.

I grabbed the towel that was hanging from the handle and placed it over my shoulders. The cold air felt really nice, I necessarily didn't want to wash the droplets off yet.

I walked out towel drying my hair.

"Shawn!" He gasped covering his eyes. "What?!" I looked down and noticed I didn't wrap the towel around me because it was on my head. My cheeks scattered with crimson red everywhere. "I'm sorry!"

"You can look it's okay!" I said wrapping the towel over my lower waist.

"Someone being naughty in the shower. Are you implying something earlier? And, possibly now?" he smirked. I went over to him and hit his head a little. "I didn't master bate in your shower I promise! And I forgot I didn't have a towel. Trust me I'm not playing or winking anything out oh gosh!!!" I started panting. Hoping he wouldn't see me as horny or desperate. I'm so embarrassing!

"Shawn... I believe you." He handed me some clothes. Just basketball shorts and patted the bed. The television turned on and he said he already had a movie planned.

We spent our time doing just that.

Silence with only the TV and sounds of the wrappers and shuffling through snacks and th thin white blankets.

His arms were wide open for me to slide into the little crook he had available.

"You will be okay and I promise with all my heart. Goodnight Shawn." One last kiss to the head before he tucked me in and made a fair distance between us again.

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I didn't update at all today poop. or well, I always do like 3 a day but I completely missed a day and it makes me sad. I don't even have the actual date of when i started writing this.

Aughhhg

Technically started around June 5 but it didn't publish until now June 7 sigh

Oh and I have Taylor's nudes lmao

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