shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

manila

shawn mendes imagines
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belle's pov

i was taken out of me sleep by the soft strum of a guitar. my eyes fluttered and i sat up in the hotel bed, turning my attention to the balcony doors; which were open.

smiling softly, shawn's absence made me aware he was out on the balcony.

i pushed the blankets from my body and swung my legs over the side, standing up from the warmth of the sheets.

my feet moved along the carpeted floor, stopping and leaning against the door frame and watching him.

he was wearing nike sweatpants and no shirt, his muscles flexing as he stopped strumming and stood up. he took a picture of his guitar in front of the amazing view we had, looking down at his phone afterwards.

"hey baby," i said quietly, catching him by surprise.

he turned around, "hey belle." opening his arms, i walked into them and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"why are you up? it's only early," shawn said, looking down at me.

"i heard you playing guitar," i said, "best way to wake up." i looked out at the sunrise, seeing bright oranges and pinks mixing together in the sky as the sun began to peek from behind a cloud.

shawn chuckled, leaning against the railing and sighing contently.

after a few weeks of convincing my parents to let me join him on tour, they gave into his pleas. he assured them that andrew or a guard would be with us wherever we went, and that i would be safe. he was happy when they finally agreed to let me come, an emotion i loved seeing on him.

"we have the best view," i said, hurrying back inside to grab my phone for a picture.

"we did," shawn agreed when i returned, his left arm snaking around my waist as his lips pressed a kiss to my temple, "i'm really happy you came with me."

"i'm happy i came too, it's beautiful here," i said, "and warm too, which is a nice change having lived in canada all my life."

shawn laughed, "it is a very nice change."

"you don't even look like you are tired from the flight at all, you're a master at this," i laughed, rubbing my eyes as a yawn escaped my lips.

"i'm used to changing time zones, but i still feel it," shawn said, a sudden gust of wind sending a shiver through me.

shawn noticed, "let's go back in." he grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together, leading me back into our room and shutting the doors behind us.

i instantly let go of shawn's hand and slouched back to the bed, crawling back underneath the sheets and resting my head on the pillow. shawn laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning towards me. his lips found mine, and i instantly kissed him back.

"hm," shawn mumbled when he pulled away, "you are really good at that."

i blushed, "stop."

he grinned and stood back up, going towards his suitcase that was against the far wall. he opened it and started looking for something, before standing up with his macbook in his hand.

"greys anatomy?" he suggested, knowing it was my favourite.

i nodded eagerly, watching as he sat beside me and opened netflix; typing 'greys anatomy' into the search bar. he clicked on the episode that we left off at and snuggled in next to me, opening his arm for me to lay against his chest.

"excited for the show?" i asked, knowing he was more then ready to get back on tour.

"very, then we get to go to japan again, but this time you'll be with us! but if you ever want to leave, don't feel pressured to stay on tour with me," shawn said, "i know this is a lot."

"it's a lot, " i agreed, "but i'm ready for it if i'm with you."

he smiled and leaned down, this time capturing my lips in his once again. i kissed him back, pulling away once i realized i was missing the scene of the hospital shooting.

"intense," shawn whispered, his eyes fixed on the screen. i giggled, laying my head against his shoulder.

since we arrived in manila yesterday, today was our day to relax and sleep off the jet-lag. after a few episodes, i felt myself falling asleep in his embrace.

"go back to sleep babe, you're exhausted," shawn said quietly, reaching forwards and closing his laptop.

"i don't want to stop you from doing anything," i said quietly, my eyes already closing.

"don't worry, today is just a day to do absolutely nothing. although later on, we all are going to the pool," he said, a smile evident in his tone.

"okay," i nodded, burying my head against his bare shoulder again.

my eyes fell even more and i felt myself drifting off to sleep. the only thing i heard before i slipped from reality was shawn's quiet voice whispering three words in my ear, "i love you."

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