Anxiety| Shawn mendes

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Another long chapter for you all ❤️❤️it's going to be a happy chappie

Melanies POV

I laid on the bed next to Shawn staring at the ceiling listening to music. Our bodies were about 1 foot apart, our hands gently intertwined. I mentally face palmed myself million times for what I was thinking and what I was about to do.

"Please don't think of doing something ever like that again" Shawn turned his head and faced me.

"I'm sorry" my voice simple as broad daylight. I smiled at myself at the fact my room wasn't messy, I had so much free time it wasn't even funny. Shawn"s fingers pressed against my fingertips gently caressing them.

"You haven't played in a while" He was talking about the guitar.

"It's hard when you have no focus" my lips formed a straight line

"I want you to hear the song I wrote for you" Shawn's hands nervously tightened. The corner of my lips curved into a smile.

"How could that possibly be done. A song? About me? Me of all people"

"Well. I did it anyway" Shawn got up and grabbed my guitar from the closet. He sat on the edge of my bed and tuned my guitar. I sat up and crossed my legs into cross cross form

I love it when you just don't care.
I love it when you dance like there's nobody there.
So when it gets hard don't be afraid we don't care what them people say.
I love it when you don't take no
I love it when you do what you want cuz you just said so
Let them all go home we out late
We don't care what them people say
We don't have to be ordinary
Make your best mistakes
We don't have the time to be sorry
So baby be the life of the party
I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary
Hearts are gonna break
Cuz we don't have the time to be sorry
So baby be the life of the party

Together we can just let go
Pretend like there's no one else here that we know
Slow Dance fall in love as the club track plays
We don't care what them people say

*chourus*

Come out tonight
Come out tonight
There's no one standing in your way
*repeat*
We don't care what them people say x2

*chourus*

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Life of the party
So don't let them keep you down
Oh you know you can't give up
Cause we don't have the time to be sorry
So baby be the life of the party.

Shawn slowly opened his eyes. I was speechless.

~Tuesday

I don't know if I really thought about it this much. I wasn't rich, the most richest thing I've ever owned was that MacBook but again, my rich aunt got it for me. Apparently law school pays off.
Most of my apparel were hand-me-downs. Skinny jeans from my sister, she was extremely tall and older then me when I was in 6th grade. I could've managed to fit into my moms good sweaters and shirts.

I thought about getting a job for some extra cash. These converse are kinda ripped up. Getting a job requires work. Ugh I have no motivation. These were my morning thoughts in my shower before i realized another crappy day was ahead of me. I hesitate to get out of the shower but end up getting out anyway. I dry my body then slip on some ripped-at-the-knee blue skinny jeans.

I slip on a black long sleeve shirt. The sleeves drooped over my palms loosely. I broke my hairbrush in the process of brushing my thick light brown hair. I stare at the mirror and sigh. My hair was wet enough to keep it controlled. I added some of my dads hair fell and fluffed it up. DADS HAIR GEL. I recommend it. ;). I walk out of the bathroom and slip on a creme colored sweatshirt and pulled my hair into a Side braid.