Hall Pass - Shawn Mendes smut

*thirteen*

sorry I haven't updated

Amelia

   I got a little lonely on Saturday and decided to call Shawn up. Maybe i can spend the night or something. As I called him I noticed it took a few more rings then it usually does.

"Hey" He says nonchalantly.

"Are you free this weekend?" I asked picking my fingernails impatiently.

"Yeah pretty sure"

"Maybe I can come over, or?.." There was a silent pause before he answered.

"I have a friend coming over tomorrow" He mumbled. Oh, okay. I wanted to say 'couldn't I just leave before your friend comes?' or is this the girl you've been talking to recently?

"Oh, okay" I hid my emotions behind the phone just for show.

"okay, I'll go" I added after an awkward pause. The line went dead and I laid down in bed. I then called up one of my friends, Sandy. We met up near a school park, not to mention she was dating Shawns best friend, Brian. She handed me a cigarette and I held it in between my fingers just twirling it around.

"So what's up?" she asked me handing me a lighter.

"I don't know, I just- never mind" I exhaled the poisonous smoke out of my mouth with a deep sigh. She looked at me furrowing her eyebrows.

"Shawn has been a little distant lately maybe I'm just jealous I don't know" I spoke fastly, I'm not one to show feelings but these feelings were strong enough to pull out of me.

"Yeah, hasn't he been talking to that girl named Sam" Sandy said flicking an ash on the slide.

"yeah" I whispered looking down to my lap.

"Let's walk"

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next day~

     Scrolling through Instagram I happen to pass a photo of Shawn and that girl posing with bottles of champagne in their hands. The same ass-kicking feeling of jealousy overwhelmed me. I just wish everything was simple, where I didn't have these annoying urges to scream and just go crazy.  

From. shanwn🍆🌚
I'm at ur door I know ur up

I open the door and invite him in. "Close your eyes I have a surprise for you, but you have to wait" He says quickly before entering with the surprise.

"okay.." I say bluntly

"what's wrong?" he asks

"nothing"

"what's wrong?"

"nothing!" I say a bit higher. He gives me a sympathetic look and sits me down on my couch whilst holding my hands.

"now, tell me what's wrong" he says calmly.

"I don't know why but I didn't have a good feeling when you were hanging around with Sam, like it just bothered me that she seemed more important o hang with besides me that's all" I say running out of breath easily.

"Oh, Amelia" He almost a laughs. "She was the one telling me what to do, I decided to do something special, see" He brings out a basket with two bottles of champagne and a box of chocolates. My heart dropped and I felt so fucking stupid. I started laughing.

"fucking hell" I giggled while wrapping my arms around his torso.

"Let's get this champagne poppin" Shawn says in an accent that made me cringe.

"Boy" I pointed my hand at him. We both laughed, then sat down with the champagne open.

A couple hours later we were sitting closer finishing the last bottle. I wouldn't say I was drunk, but I just wasn't sober. 

"How lucky am I?" Shawn mumbled to himself while tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"Probably as lucky as walking under a ladder" I reply smiling. He shakes his head slowly and leans into my lips. Our grape flavored lips connected with such sensation that could make a baby's butt feel like gravel. His lips were just so soft, his body pressed against mine was also the best feeling. The kiss turned aggressive and we were now fighting for dominance. His hands slid up and down my waists and up my back. I was just waiting for my clothes to be torn apart at any moment.

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I had to force myself to write man.

it's 2:35 am and I'm currently having a heart attack.

see you later, I think

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