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tbh im sad that's it's the epilogue
but the sequel and the third book.
jkjkjkjk maybe, no jkjkjkjk
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*4 Months Later*
"So, what now?"
"I don't know"
"You do know"
"If I did know I would've said"
He laughed.
"True"
We sat in a comfortable silence.
"I love you Faith"
I may or may not have blushed. He's says it everyday and I still blush or either melt.
"I love you Shawn"
He linked our fingers. Then he kissed me. I still remember our first kiss.
"Shawn we've been together, for about four months"
"I know, and it's crazy"
"What do you remember?"
"Everything"
I laughed. Sure he remembers everything.
"Shawn, that's impossible"
"No. It's possible"
He continued.
"It wasn't hard to remember. I remember our first encounter, I remember our first kiss, I remember our first date, I remember when I asked you to be my girlfriend"
"But Shawn, how?"
"It's easy."
I shoved him. He's such a dork. But anytime I would say it, he would say, yeah but I'm your dork.
I wonder how Shawn and I became like this. I mean, obviously I know how it's just strange.
At first I hated him, but now at the end I love him.
It isn't quite the end, but I know for sure that I'll love him forever. More than yesterday.
My mom used to tell me, "Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else"
Guess that someone was Shawn.
"What are you thinking about?"
"You."
He smiled.
"I always think about you Faith"
I blushed and he continued.
"You're always on my mind."
Our feet were dangling off the cliff. Our hands were still linked together. Our eyes were met.
"You and I?"
"You and I."
"Together forever"
We said together.
One last time,
"I love you Faith"
"I love you Shawn"
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well it's done.
thank you.
sequel will be up, in a few days maybe.
love you all
-S&K
btw the sequel is: Figuring out how to save you
YOU ARE READING
Figuring out the Bad boy // Shawn Mendes
Fanfiction"Shawn..how come you never tell me anything? I always have to ask when I want to know something.." "You can ask me anything, and I'll tell you." "Why don't you tell me yourself?" "I want you to take the time to figure me out." He told me.
