I run down the stairs and picked my shoes on the way. The sky was dark and heavy rain was falling non-stop for hours. I opened the door and saw him.
His messy hair was covering his face. He was resting his back on his car and he was scrolling down his phone.
I walked to him and his eyes met mine. I love his eyes. Those hazel, calming eyes that look deep in my soul. Looking in his eyes, brings butterflies to my stomach. I hold his hand and slightly shake it.“What are you doing here Shawn? Come inside.” I said smiling at him.
“No.” my smile faded and I tried to let go of his hand but he held me tighter.
“What is wrong with you?”
I took my time and looked at him. I made a few steps back and let go of his hand. His hair was all over his face and his white t-shirt was glued on his body because of the rain that was still falling. I looked in his eyes again. His eyes were different. They were not full of joy and playfulness as usually. He seemed sad and...And that made me upset.
I walked slowly back to him. His eyes never left mine. I intertwined my fingers with his again and with my thumb I made little circles behind his palm.
“I miss you.” he simply stated. I smiled at him.
“I missed you too.”
“Let’s go inside”
“Can we stay here for a little bit?”
I nodded to him and we sat on the back seats of his car. We were just staring at each other. It wasn’t awkward neither uncomfortable. We looked at each other like we couldn’t get enough. He was far away for almost a month and I deeply missed his company. Talking to the phone is not enough. I haven't been out of the house for so long, because I only have a good time when its spend with him. He's my only friend but I couldn't ask for a better one.
"Tomorrow I'll have my first rehearsal." he said smiling. He was excited about it and he couldn't hide it.
"That's amazing Shawn! I know that you were looking forward to it."
He smiled shyly to me and I returned the gesture.
"Are you nervous or just excited?"
"Mostly excited."
"You've worked hard for this album and you should be really proud."
His smile grew bigger.
I was getting cold and I was slightly shivering because my clothes were soaking wet. Shawn gave me his jacket, the same one that he gave to me weeks ago on our small road trip. I thanked him.
I got closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder. His arms immediately wrapped around me bringing me closer to him. He placed a quick kiss on my hair and I smiled. He picked me up and placed me on his lap, my head now resting on his chest. My heart was racing and I could feel butterflies in my stomach.I could smell his cologne and I closed my eyes enjoying his scent. Is that weird?
"Thank you" I said. He moved me away from him to look directly to his eyes. He was smiling at me.
"For what?"
"For making my first kiss special."
"I...I was your first kiss?" He asked nervously.
"Yeah. I told you I don't like moving fast in my relationships and all of them ended fast. But, I wanted it to be special and... and you're really special to me."
A smile appeared again on his face. His hands capped my face, and he started getting closer to me. I closed my eyes immediately, waiting impatiently for his lips to finally touch mine for one more time. Nothing. I opened my eyes and his face was inches away from mine.
"What are you doing?" I chuckled. His hands were still touching my face. He didn't say anything. He just stared at me, no emotion on his face. I removed his hands from my face and I placed mine at the back of his neck. I brought him closer to me and his eyes shut. I placed my lips on top of his and kissed him. A small but meaningful kiss. I wanted to kiss him. He knows. By kissing him, I let him know how much he truly means to me. He brings emotions to the surface that I haven't experienced before and that freaks me out. He knows that when I freak out, I usually leave. But I didn't and that's because... because I really, really like him.
I could feel him smiling, even though my eyes were still closed. I rested my head on his chest again, listening to his heartbeat raising.
I bring emotions to him as well.
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Hey loves. Well, I started writting this chapter a while ago but I've just finished it.
Also... I'm not sure if I like this story enough to keep it. Please let me know your opinion about it.
And... that picture was taken by me.
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Texting / Shawn Mendes
FanfictionIt all started because of Brain's bad handwritting. Wrong number, wrong message, idial person and perfect timing. A story about Shawn and Malia, two teenagers that meet by accident and end up falling in love. Shawn's career is blowing up and the two...