onsra // a shawn mendes fanfiction

thirty five

m a d d i e

same night lolol 💓🌊🏊🏻‍♀️

"for real?" i asked, sitting up with shawn.

"hell yeah." he replied.

i smiled and stared at him, considering the possibilities.

"ok." i agreed and he smiled.

so we did, we removed our clothes. this wasn't so much a scandalous experience, but more romantic. as if we were showing each other the complete us, with no hiding. complete vulnerability.

we ran into the ocean laughing, filled with thrill in the moment.

the memories made that night will last forever and how close shawn and i grew will to. at that moment in time, i had no worries. shawn mendes was my future.

when we got out of the water we wrapped ourselves in towels.

"lets sleep here. " shawn suggested.

"on the beach?" i asked.

"yeah. why not?" he shrugged with a smile.

i shook my head and looked down at the ground before returning my eyes to his, "you're crazy," he stared at me awaiting my response, "but ok."

he smiled and bounced down on his knees to pick up his keys from the blanket. "ill be right back."

he ran towards his car and i watched, "what, are you gonna leave me here naked?" i yelled to him.

he stopped and turned around.
"yes maddie i'm going to leave my insanely hot, NAKED, girlfriend alone on the beach."

i laughed, "then what're you doing?"

he turned back around and continued his actions. he opened the backseat of his car, grabbed something, and then began running back to me.

in his hands he had an outfit. gym shorts and a tee shirt. they were his i guess, that he had left in his car.

"you get the shirt, i get the shorts." he said as he handed me the tshirt.

i spun around, my back towards shawn and dropped my towel. i then put my arms through the shirt and pulled it over my head. although it was big on me, i liked it. it was soft. i turned around to see shawn with his shorts on and no shirt. he stared at me.

"what?" i asked him.

"I SAW YOUR ASS." he practically screamed.

i began laughing and walked over to him. "shhh."

he laughed with me and we lied down on the towel.

"goodnight, shawn." i said cuddling into his chest.

"goodnight, baby." he said in a low voice.

"i love you."

"i love you too."

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i woke up to the bright sun shining in my eyes. it was the next morning, and shawn was still asleep. i looked at him, and admired his appearance. it sounds creepy, but the sun shining down on him just made him look so god damn hot.

my thought were interrupted my the sounds of voices. i looked in the direction the voices were and saw that people were beginning to come to the beach. i looked at my phone and saw that it was 8:30 a.m.

"shawn," i whispered pushing his arm, "shawn wake up."

his eyes fluttered opened and he stretched out his arms.

"good morning." he smiled looking right at me.

i smiled back at him. how could you not smile back at him.

"we gotta go." i said, a smile still on my face.

"nooo." shawn whined rubbing his eyes.

"yesssss." i replied before leaning down and kissing his cheek, "lets get out of here."

"and go where?" he asked me.

"back to real life. my family misses me." i chuckled.

"i like this better than real life." he said looking up at me.

"yeah, i think i do too." i gave him a smile.

shawn sat up, "we still gotta go back though, huh?"

i nodded, keeping our eye contact.

"well, lets go then." he said sitting up.

we cleaned up our belongings, and hand in hand, left the beach.

when i returned home, i was greeted by the lovely sound of a screaming boy.

"but mom!" mikey yelled in a high pitched voice.

he stopped when he saw me enter the house.

"what's going on here?" i asked putting down my things and entering the kitchen, where mikey and my mom currently were.

"mikey wants to hang out with a girl." my mom stated looking over at me, "alone."

i smiled looking over at mikey. as much as i enjoyed watching his desperation levels over this girl, i thought i should help him out.

"why not?" i shrugged.

"because i've never met her, or her parents." my mom stated.

"i hung out with shawn before you met him."

"but mikey is only fourteen." my mom said.

"i'm very mature." mikey said sitting up straight.

"that didn't help." my mom said, which resulting in me laughing and mikey's face turning red.

"ok how bout this," i started, attempting to reason with my mother, "shawn and i will take mikey and this girl wherever they wanna go, and stay with them the whole time."

my mom looked at mikey, then back at me. i could tell she was considering it, "you'll be with them the whole time?"

i nodded and she caved.
"fine."

mikey smiled and fist bumped me. o thought it was cute that he wanted to hang out with a girl so bad. he had a middle school crushh.