drowning|shawn mendes

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shawn mendes;

"baby boy?" vanessa whispers, tracing my jawline ever so slightly with her index finger.

"yes?" i smiled turning my head towards her direction.

"can we go out again?" she pouts for the third time today.

"why? don't you wanna cuddle?" i questioned as i was about to wrap my arms around her waist.

"that sounds amazing, but i wanna go outside." she demands sternly, shoving my arms away.

"fine." i sighed getting up placing my shoes on grabbing my winter coat.

vanessa gets up as well, checking her self through the mirror. she's been doing that constantly; getting dolled up before she asks me if we could go out.

"are you ready?" i asked grasping for the keys from the kitchen table.

"um.....ready!" she looks away from the mirror placing on her trench coat.

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as we were finally done with our dinner at a nearby pizzeria, a mob of paparazzi bombard the entrance of the building once we got out.

i struggled my way out of the crowd, losing my grip from vanessa's wrist. i search and see vanessa posing for the paparazzi.

"what happened to nina?" one guys calls, flashing lights blinding my eyes.

"who's this chick?" another hollered snapping more pictures as i make my way through to vanessa.

once i finally got ahold of vanessa, i pushed through the paparazzi and entered the car. vanessa soon came in shortly after me, straightening out her outfit and hair. she waved at the paparazzi while they continued to invade our privacy.

"vanessa, maybe we shouldn't go out as much. there is too much paparazzi." i suggested, but she shook her head.

"but they love me." she protested furrowing her eyebrows.

"well, of course they do, but don't you want privacy?" i asked turning right to a next street.

"i don't mind at all." she shrugged looking through her window. i sighed, continuing to drive remembering how nina thought and acted the total opposite.

once we got to her house, she gave me a light peck before getting out. she jingled her keys through the hole before the door was wide open.

i drove back to my place, coming into the living room and crashing onto the couch, taking in on deep thoughts.

do i really love vanessa or am i hanging onto all the words she used to say?

those thoughts followed me through the night, crawling into my imagination, creating a memory of nina.

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