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I was taken home from Shawn and his mom last night. It was comfortable. Like I can see her as my future mom. A step mom right. Shawn's mom cares a lot about him and it makes me wish I could be a better person for my family."Tay are you ready?" My dad asks as he tucks in his shirt. "Uhm yeah." I weakly smile. I asked him to take me to school today instead because well, it wasn't my car in the first place before, so it's either I walk or ask him to use the car. But I'm massively tired to drive. Usually him and my mom commute with her car if I use his.
I'm a little later than scheduled but doesn't mean I'll make it to class. In front of the door I see Shawn standing. Assuming he's waiting for someone. "Shawn?" I call out and he looks up from his journal.
"Hi," his voice gets lower, "Daddy." He smirks and tugs my arms, swaying it. "I thought that'd we walk in and sit together. Do you want to?"
"You thought right baby. Let's go to the back. In front of my friends. Can we?" I ask for permission and he accepts.
We head over to the seats I was at yesterday, except this time I'm sitting with Shawn instead of Cameron. He and Aaron can sit behind Shawn and I. It's a four to a group type of arrangement.
"Hey guys this is Shawn." I smile happily and the two boys of mine stare at each other with this devious look. I sense they're up to embarrassment or something.
"Oh Shawn, that name sounds rather familiar. I think I've heard that in his sleep or something." Cameron teases. My mouth drops. "Cam!" I sneer, hoping he'd stop. "Oh your name is Cam? I've heard that before. Oh right, whenever he's shit talking he refers to you."
Everyone remains silent until Aaron shouts, "Good one!" And now they're laughing as the bell rings, drowning their voices.
"Attendance roll." Teacher announces. Aaron and Cameron and I were the first few to say 'here' because of the alphabet. I was waiting to hear Shawn's name being called just because I love him saying 'here.'
Like, where are you baby? Here.
Or, where do you want to sit? Here.
Spend the night your house or? Here."Saundra." The teacher looks around. "Saundra Mendes?" I take a glance at Shawn and see him lightly shake. I poke him. "It's Shawn Mendes." I speak up and raise Shawn's hand for him. He swats my hand away. I lean over to whisper to his ear. "Shawn what did I do wrong?"
"Taylor! That's embarrassing. Ugh." I frown at the fact that I've done something to displease him. "Sorry, baby." I grab his hand from under the desk and place our intertwined hands into his lap. "It's just that I wanted to talk to all my teachers personally after class. Don't do it again okay?" he pouts and I nod my head, going in for a quick steal of a cheek kiss.
He lets go of my hand and I still rest my own on his lap as I skim my knuckles upon his inner left leg. "Taylor.." he whispers with irritation. My hand wonders more until I finally get to rest my fingers in between his legs, palms pressing against the zipper of his jeans. He lets out a shaky breath.
"Taylor!" Cameron shouts. "Can you pass the papers back." I look at him and his eyes wonder to where my hand is. "Fuck you dude. Ew." he says before getting up and grabbing enough papers from my desk for him and Aaron.
I swear, Shawn isn't as innocent as I expected but it's alright. My type anyways. We continue to do the work until dismissal. It was passing period but that didn't stop me from really touching Shawn. It's my enjoyment to tease him alright.
One more class passes by with Shawn and I as partners. No details in there. Nothing happened really. Break goes on and we separate after that for class.
I loose my patience to see Shawn. I can't wait to see him. He's mine.
We're at lunch and I want to sweep Shawn off of his feet. I come in contact of his legs and use my forearm to lift him by his butt as he put his arms around me. "Hi. Missed you." I giggle, spinning him around.
"Well yeah miss you too but my stomach hurts put me down please?" I obey and Shawn shrieks. "Hhhh.. There- there's... Blood on your arm." I look at it and panic lightly. "Uhm!" Shawn interrupts me. "Oh no." He groans, holding my wrist and walking us to the boys restroom.
"Taylor. Look at my butt." He demands me and I smirk. Like, really? He wants me to look and I mean yeah sure, I don't have to hide this anymore. "No stop taking everything lightly. Ugh I leaked!"
He leaked? What's that mean.
"Hey just wash your hand and meet me by the office. We'll get lunch."
Well it doesn't completely come easy to me but I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually.
I spot my baby wearing a cute skirt after getting out of the office. Now typically girls are nice freely, but this is Shawn were talking about. Basically a boy in a skirt. It's so cute and admiring!
I see few eyes on him and I admit that it irritates me. Therefore before he could meet up with me, I pace myself to him and put my sweater around his waist and tug on his skirt so that it would address lower and cover up.
"Taylor! Don't worry about me." He swat my hands from his body. "I'm very flattered but trust me, this is just a one time thing. I don't plan on doing it anymore. Okay?"
"Wait why a skirt?"
"Oh gosh you don't get it do you?" He pulls me down so that he can speak into my ear. "I may not look like one, anymore, but I'm still a girl. And we get these things called menstruation."
"So..."
"Taylor! Period, rag, time of the-"
"Alright! I get it. I'm not use to this."
"So you don't love me?"
"It's not that I don't."
"Hah! You just admit you love me!"
This basically ruins our whole bet. I can't, I do love him, I just don't want him to know, at least not now. "Wait, it only counts if we say the words to each other!" I flaunt.
"Fine baby, but that rule only because I tricked you. But I'm sure you love me." Shawn says as he walks away sassily swaying his hips from side to side. I can't help but walk along him and wrap my arm around his waist. "Too cute."
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I see my baby soon.
So happy.
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Fanfiction"I think I like him, a lot." "But he doesn't even like dick." And this is the story of how I, Taylor Caniff, fell in love with the brown lazy eyed, cheap styled, five foot beauty who I thought was gay, and his name is Shawn Mendes. Although, we ha...