No Strings Attached (Shawn Mendes Fanfic)

Chapter 3~Sleepovers

My hand lays on his lower abs as my head is placed on his bare chest. I could hear his steady heartbeat and its rhythmic pattern that creates a small but unforgettable melody. His arms are around we me like a border, his hand is on my shoulder as his thumb grazes over the exposed skin. His head on top of mine as he places a small kiss that sends butterflies to roam wildly in my stomach.

It's quiet but I absolutely love it. Love this. We don't need a conversation to keep us satisfied. Just laying in his arms keeps me at ease.

I look through the darkness of my room to look at the time. The neon illuminating numbers read 1:56 A.M.

"Shawn." I whisper quietly. In hopes he'll hear me.

"Mhm?" He mumbles.

"Nicks getting back soon..." I trail off running my fingers lightly over his abs. I wait patiently for his answer.

"Yeah, so, he already knows we do this." He says playing with my hair absentmindedly.

"I know," I sigh. "But if you stay over I'll never here the end of it from him." I look up at him I can't really see much through the darkness, but I can make out the smile that has formed on his lips.

"What?" I ask in confusion still looking at him.

"You're thinking about letting me stay over."He says with a cocky grin.

I slap his chest playfully.

"Don't make me take back those thoughts, Mendes." I say not wanting him to get full of himself.

He lightly chuckles making his chest vibrate beneath me. I can't help but smile at his adoring laugh. God it's everything.

He grabs my hand intertwining our fingers together. I stare at our hands together in admiration at how well they fit together.

"So," He starts. "Is that a yes on staying over, or....." He trails off staring into my eyes.

"Hmmmm." I hum pretending to think about it. "It depends, will you make breakfast in the morning?" I question.

He smirks down at me and slowly leans in. My heartbeat quickens as he gets closer making me yearn for him.

"Deal." He softly whispers in my ear. His hot breath cascading down my neck.
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I open the fridge door but it is immediately closed by Shawn. He stands behind me and his arms slither there way around my waist.

"Remember I'm making breakfast." He says kissing my temple.

I laugh and step back taking a seat on a stool at the island.

"Okay chef Mendes," I start. "Blow me away." I say wanting to see his 'skills'.

He grabs fruit from the fridge and turns to me setting it down on the counter. A smirk etches its way on his lips.

"I did blow you away,  last night when-" he starts but is off by Nick strolling into the kitchen looking down at his phone.

"Hey Emily, did you have company over last night-" he stops when he spots Shawn and a smirk grows on his face.

"Oh I see." He says wiggling his eyebrows. He walks up to Shawn. "Damn Shawn!" He hypes him up holding his hand up for a half five which Shawn gladly gives shrugging it off cockily.