The Project. {Shawn Mendes}

Chapter 32

After they all left, it was just Shawn and I until his doctor came in.

"Shawn I have good news."

We both perked up and Shawn put his hand on my waist.

"What is it?"

"You can go home now if you'd like :)"

I smiled at his doctor and then at Shawn.

"Well babygirl, looks like we won't be stuck here."

"Nope."

I looked at his doctor and then said "thank you, Doctor Lincoln."

"No problem Megan."

He walked out of the room and then Shawn got up.

"Let me get dressed and then we can go."

"Well I'm driving on the way back."

"Oh really?"

"Yup."

He smirked at me and winked.

"I don't think so Princess."

"Pweeeeaaassseee?"

"Nope."

"But Shawn you never let me drive."

"Because I don't want to die.. Let alone, have you die."

"My driving isn't that bad."

"I know I was kidding. But you're still not driving and there's no sense in fighting about it cause you know I'll win."

"Oh really? And how would you win?"

"Like this."

He took the hospital shirt off (he had shorts on under it) and walked closer to me.
I could feel the heat coming off his body as he stood over me.
Before I could say anything, his lips were on mine and I was up against the wall.
In between kisses, he said
"I... Love... You... So... Much..."

I smiled against his lips as I placed my hands on his stomach, feeling his abs.
He pulled away and whispered in my ear.

"If only we weren't in a hospital."

He walked back over to his bag and out on a T-Shirt and his 'IHeart Radio' sweater.

"Surprised you're not wearing your 'Obey' sweater."

"I would be, if my girl didn't have it in her room from the last time I spent the night."

He looked at me and winked causing me to blush.
He put his shoes on and I went to try and grab his bag for him but I failed and fell on my butt.
Shawn immediately burst out laughing as I made a pouty face.

"Shaaawwwwnnnnn help meeeeee"

"Hang on hang on hang on."

He pulled his phone out and took a picture and posted it on Twitter.
'@ShawnMendes So @meganbooxo tried to help me with my bag and this happened *photo*'
He put his phone away and then helped me up, picking his bag up as well.

"C'mon. Let's leave this hell hole."

I laughed and grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers as we walked out.