Mercy; Shawn Mendes

43. Studio

"I want you to come with me."

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Veronica.

I woke up feeling light kisses on the back of my shoulder. I smiled before turning around and faced him. His hair was all messy and he smiled at me as he pulled me closer to him.

"Good Morning." I say wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Morning Darling." He tells me before pecking my lips with his.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

He looked at his watch, "Seven in the morning."

"Why are you up so early?" I groaned.

I threw the blanket over my head and snuggled into his chest wanting to go back to sleep. He then got under the blanket and looked at me.

"I need to get up and go to the studio in a few." He tells me.

I raise my eyebrow, "So you're leaving me here alone and ruining our stay in bed and do nothing streak?" I asked.

He sighed as he brought my hands to his lips, "Sadly I have to, got to work on new songs."

I smiled and touched his cheeks lightly feeling the stubble of his hair. I looked from his lips up to his eyes.

"Okay, I understand fans come first. It's okay if I'm alone it's for them." I say with a smile.

He just shook his head but had the biggest smile on his face, "God how did I get so lucky with you?" He asked me.

I laughed, "That's so cliche."

"I don't care, it's true. And I'll remind you everyday and every chance I get. I am the luckiest man to live." He tells me.

I roll my eyes but couldn't help but smile, "You're so cheesy oh my goodness, what do you want?" I asked.

He looked hurt, "Wow I can't say how grateful I am without being accused of wanting something?" He asked.

I raised my eyebrow and he sighed, "Okay I want you to come with me to the studio."

"That's all you wanted to say? Why didn't you just ask?" I laughed.

He shrugged, "Well first off I wasn't trying to sweet talk you into going. I was being sincere but hey might as well ask while I'm at it."

I rolled my eyes, "Okay well we should get ready if we're going to go." I say as I threw the blanket off of us.

I then got off the bed and went to his closet. Over the past two days Shawn emptied a side of his closet to make room for my clothes. He didn't want me walking from room to room for clothes and to sleep.

I walked over and looked for what I could wear. I just decided on jeans and a black sweatshirt with my black vans. I took it to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Once I was done and fresh I got dressed and then put on a white headband before walking back into the room.

Shawn must've taken a shower in another room because he was nice and clean. He wore black jeans, a gray sweatshirt, and his black converse. He was fixing his hair before he checked his phone.