shawn: part two

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a/n - this is gonna be an imagine after shawn: part one bc i wanted to make this lil text imagine different and i wanna know if you guys would like an imagine bc you guys are legit amazing, i love y'all so much 💗💗💗

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your pov//

You finally arrive in the car park where Shawn parked his car which is battered with scratches and dents that were not there prior before this incident.

You jump out of the car, desperate to find Shawn.

"Sh-Shawn?!" You stutter, clenching your keys between your knuckles incase anyone attacks you.

"Y/n?" Shawn says softly, you run to the sound and gasp in horror; he is laying outside his car and he looks completely hurt. You kneel down with an ice pack you brought for him. He takes it and weakly smiles.

"Th-Thanks," he says slowly,"for this and coming over." He adds.

"I couldn't just leave you here - could I?" You exclaim, running your hands through his soft, brown curls. He stifles a laugh and grins.

"You run like a chicken by the way." He states, laughing at his own statement.

"Wow, so funny." You sarcastically say, rolling your eyes. He laughs and gazes at you.

"I don't know what I'd do without you y/n." He replies, gazing into your eyes with a smile. You gaze back as well. He moves closer and your lips begin to touch; by this time, he's cleaned the blood off his face and had a plaster (band aid) upon his face.

You both kiss softly, his hands gripping onto your hair whereas you clutch onto his curls. You suddenly pull away and say:
"So where's the food then?" You say, smirking.

"I was just about to get it." He answers, a cheerful grin plastered on his face. You both get up and walk out of the car park to get food and begin to hold hands.

All that matters is that Shawn is okay know, you thought.

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a/n
lmao should i do this again🤔

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