Badass s.m.

Now: Part 12

"If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger."

― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

"Shawn. Wake up," I whispered, softly placing my hand on his shoulder. 

"Huh? What time is it?" He said, his voice raspy and low.

"It's like midnight. We slept for like 10 hours." After I had gotten home this morning, Shawn took me to breakfast and then we spent the entire morning watching stupid chick flicks and making fun of them. At around noon, we crashed on the couch. I sit up slowly, yawning and stretching my arms outwards. 

"No, don't get up yet. Lay with me."

"Noooooo. I'm hungry. C'mon." I get up and grab Shawn's hand, dragging him into the kitchen with me. I go through the fridge and spot a bottle of red wine. Smiling, I take it out and look at Shawn. "Jackpot." 

Shawn grabs the cork screw and opens the bottle while I grab 2 glasses. "Okay. Let's drink for awhile and then if we get drunk, we'll do something stupid and fun." He smiles at me and pours wine into the glasses. We spend hours sitting on the living room floor, drinking and laughing. At 2:30 AM he looks at me and stands up. "Let's go to Taco Bell." I smile and stand, grabbing his hand and running to the car. We finally reach the car and get in. "Put your seatbelt on," he says.

"You're a seatbelt. What even are seat belts?" Shawn smiles and pulls out of the driveway, making his way to the nearest Taco Bell. "Pull over I have to pee." Shawn laughs slightly and says no. Eventually we pull into the Taco Bell drive-thru and stop at the speaker. "I want a chalupa."

"Hi, yes I'd like 2 chalupas," he says and looks over at me. "What kind?"

I reach over and poke his cheek. "Beef. Beef!" 

"Do you want anything to drink?" 

"Beer!"

"No, we're good," Shawn says, laughing. "Babe, we need to get you home." He goes to the window and pays for our food, then gives me a chalupa. I laugh, and eat my chalupa. Then I hear Troye Sivan's Youth come on the radio.

"Oh my god, I love this song! Let's make out."

"What?"

OKAY so rn Justin Bieber is like mah jam which is weird cause I normally hate him and tend to make stupid jokes about his music. Where Are Ü Now and Sorry are like my anthems! Why does my life relate to JB songs?! What's your fav break up song?