An Arranged Marriage S.M.

Chapter twenty seven

I crawled into the bed next to him. He pulled me in closer so that was touching his body. He (as usual) was the big spoon and I was the little one. I clutched his hand as it draped over my side yawning. He kissed at my neck softly. And soon enough I fell asleep. I slept knowing the time I wake up I will only have a few hours left here before mp we move on to the next state. I woke up and the sun was out it was already warm it was so nice. I walked into the bathroom taking a quick shower and then slipping on a bathing suit and then my choice of clothing for the day. I decided on some short shorts and one of shawms shirts. Because he loved it when I wore his clothing. I walked out and my lazy boyfriend was just waking up. "Morning," I smiled going to sit down on the bed next to him. "Morning love." He yawned rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then stretching his arms out. "I'm gonna take a quick shower," he kissed the top of my forehead walking towards the bathroom. I hopped onto our bed and turned on the tv. I watched a bunch of random things until something finally caught my eye. It was a news channel. "He is a fake. And nothing but a fraud. Just look at the scars he gave to me," carter whined. As the did a close up of his face. This could not be good. "He even threatened my poor dad. Like does he have any respect at all?" I kept watching. "You heard it here first folks. Shawn mendes nothing but a fraud." I gasped in shock watching it. "Whatcha watching?" Shawn asked gasping as he saw the headline. "A fraud?" He questioned. "That's what they think of me." He seemed very hurt and I could tell. "No baby it's alright. That's just what carter thinks. I, pretty sure everyone knows craters a little insane. I mean last year he went to rehab. 5 times, got arrested in not 2 not 3 but 4 different states and then faked his own death. I mean if people don't think that he's crazy after that then woe the world is stupid." I put my hand on his shoulder. He gave me a weak smile. "Thank you," it looked like he wanted to cry. But as if he wouldn't because I was around. I hugged him running my hands through his soft brown hair. "You can cry if you want to. It's ok" he rested his head on my shoulder letting out quiet sobs. He pulled away from he hug and his eyes were red and puffy. I wanted to cry with him. I wanted to cry so badly. But I wasn't going to no matter how much it pained me to see him like this I was gonna stay strong. "Let's go to the pool." I suggested braking the silence between us. He slowly nodded. As I silently prayed that there was gonna be a crowd of fans down there ready to support him. "I'm gonna change into my bathing suit," he got off of the couch to get his swim trunks and change into them. I took advantage of this using the limited time I had to type and post a tweet.

@shawnmendes is having a hard time. Who saw that news report with @carterreynolds telling everyone how fake he was? Well he is starting to believe it. Please show Shawn your love and support because nothing would mean more to him now than to know that he is loved. (By someone other than me)

I posted it and when Shawn came out of the bathroom he once again heaps teary eyes. Dammit i forgot to take his phone out of the bathroom. "Thank you," he whispered. I just nodded hugging him one more time. Score letting go and leading him outside. Once we got into the elevator the first thing he said was "do my eyes look ok? Are they really red? Does it look like I've been crying?" He seemed so nervous about going to a pool. "Baby you look fine," it was rare I called him any pet names unless we were locked behind a door in Pickering. If there was even the slight chance of anyone hearing I just called him Shawn. The doors opened and he sighed. I stood on the tip of my toes and kissed his lips. He bent down a bit making it easier. "Baby your gonna be fine." I squeezed his hand to reassure him. And walked around the corner where there was a line up of fans that weren't screaming but who were standing next to a sign that said. 'Hugs for mendes' I smiled and he looked at me. I motioned for him to go on. And every single fan hugged him giving him some form of reassurance. Telling him that what carter said isn't true be things like that. And I could actually feel his mood lighten. I have never seen him like this. He is always happy but he has never been this kind of happy. I was ecstatic to see him like this. I walked and got into the line. I stood at the back and once he went through everyone I stood with my arms opened waiting for him. He laughed slightly at me walking into my embrace as I kissed his cheek then nose and then lips. The crowed that we have somehow managed to attract was 'awing' at us. I pulled back still holding him in my arms. "Don't believe what other people say. Believe what you think about yourself and believe the hundreds hell thousands of fans that you have." He thanked me silently as we completely pulled away. "Now," he started. "Let's go to the pool," I laughed at his eagerness but followed. Once we got into the pool area I took off my clothing revealing Shawn's favorite one of my swimsuits (I'm the media above). He but down in his bottom lip. "I thought it might lift your spirits," I smiled at him. "Well than machine accomplished. Now come join me." He whined. I shook my head and then eased myself into the pool.