When I finally came back to Canada, I coulnd't hide my excitment. I've missed my family so much during the last month since I've never been away for such a long period of time.
When I saw my mother waiting for me at the airport, I couldn't hold my tears anymore. I hugged her and her familiar scent, which was a perfume that I bought for her birthday a year ago, made me feel like home.
She was smiling and her fingers were wiping the tears that kept falling down my cheeks. Shawn was standing behind me and his hand was holding mine, trying to calm me down. When I made a few steps back, my mom hugged him, and I saw her whispering something to his ear that made his mood change immediately. The geniune smile across his face turned into an embarrassed one.
On the ride back home, Shawn came along but stayed silent. I was sitting next to him at the backseats but he didn't look at me, not even once. I intertwined our fingers trying to caught his attention but his thoughts kept him busy. I squezed his hand and his face finally met mine. I mouthed him a "what's wrong?" and he gave me a tight smile as a response. I looked at him confused and he must realized so because he mouthed me a "later" that kept my mind busy for the rest of the ride. It must be what my mum whispered to him that made him upset but I have no idea what was that.
When my mum parked the car in the garage, I hopped out of the car immediately and took my suitcases in my room quickly. My mum said that dinner will be ready in an hour so I had a plenty of time to talk with Shawn. Alone.
He sat on my bed and looked at me. His mood is reflected on me as well, because his sad eyes made my heart break. He walked towards me and pushed me on the wall. I could feel his breath on my face and I could almost taste the mint from his mouth.
With his hand, he placed my hair back from my face and then it traveled from my shoulder down to my hand. He took my hand in his and placed it on his neck. I bit my lips and his eyes were immediately removed from my eyes and stared down at them. A smile painted his face before I leaned in and his lips crushed against mine. He was kissing me passionetely and I couldn't get enough from him. I didn't want his lips to leave mine. My heart was beating like crazy when his hand reached my lower back and brought me closer to him. His lips were dancing with mine as my fingers were playing with his hair.
When he let me go, we were both breathing heavily. I rested my head on his chest, and listened to his heart which was beating like crazy. Shawn rested his head on top of mine as we stayed there for a few minutes... my arms were wrapped around him, keeping him close to me. I wished we could stay like this for just a little longer but a knock on my door brought me back to reality.
"Malia?"
"Dad?" The door opened and a familiar fegure appeared in front of me. My dad walked in and hugged me tightly. I haven't seen him in months and I missed him more than anything.
When I removed myself from him, I looked behind me where Shawn was standing there awkwardly.
"Dad, this is Shawn." I said and turned back to him.
My dad had a wide smile across his face when he hugged Shawn, that made my day even better.
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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...
