Shawn Mendes Imagines

22- Bestfriend's Baby

"How? Is it mine?" I called through the bathroom door as I sat anxiously at the end of the bed waiting for y/n to answer me. She flushed the chain and appeared red eyed and tear stained cheeks. She nodded. I let out a sigh. "Okay" she came over and stood in between my legs. I pulled her into a hug.

"I'm sorry" she muttered.

"No don't be" I said "but how do you know it's mine?" I asked stroking her hair gently.

"You're the only guy I have slept with since-"

"I know" I muttered. She pulled away. "But why me? why am I the only guy you've hooked u with since him? you could have plenty of guys. Look at you" I moved the small piece of hair and tucked it behind her ear.

"Because you're the only guy I have loved enough to want to father my child."she bit her lip looking down.

"You want your best friend to father your child?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.

"I don't love you like that" she shrugged.

"Ouch!" I said placing my hand on my chest. She let out a small chuckle. I adored the way she laughed after she had been crying. The small crinkles by her eyes and the way they light up when she gets excited. The way she covers her mouth when she laughs, the way she tries to stop herself from laughing even though she's dying to. Everything about her is just perfect and now I'm about to father her child.

"No!"she said wrapping her arms around my neck and looking directly into my eyes. "I love you more than words could possibly say. I love you more than a best friend. I'm totally in love with you" she rested her forehead against me.

"I know" I chuckled. "I just wanted to hear you say that again" she placed her lips onto mine which turned into a heated make-out session.