Shawn Mendes Imagines

Ice Skating - Part 13

Hello readers! This is the last part! I just wanted to establish the setting of the place; it's Winter Wonderland, which takes place here in the UK in the winter in major cities and it's basically an outdoor ice rink with arcades and Christmas-y stuff around it. Enjoy!

Imagine:
"Are you sure you wanna do this?"

I giggle. "I'm sure. Why, are you scared of ice skating?"

He shakes his head. "No I uh, I used to play for the high school ice hockey team in 10th grade..."

I puzzle over his concerns but my concerns fade away as his hand slips into mine. He smiles and squeezes my hand. Come on, those Christmas tunes are waiting for us.

Christmas is in 5 days, and Shawn has driven us to Toronto centre to ice-skate at Winter Wonderland. The whole place gives off a beautiful blue glow from the lights, contrasting with the dark sky. There are families everywhere, and lots of couples too, young people like Shawn and me. We went on dodgems and wasted tokens on claw machines until our time slot came to go on the ice rink. I've wrapped up warm head to toe, with matching mittens and scarf. Shawn is also wearing a scarf and a jacket, looking even bigger than ever. 

I can hear the cheesy Christmas music playing in the distance already and get up. I waddle around in my skates and walk with Shawn, hand in hand towards the ice rink.

"Together?" I ask Shawn. He nods and we step onto the ice. Children glide past us with mini penguins. To my surprise, my balance is perfect and I feel comfortable on the ice.

"You okay?"  

I nod my head. This past week, my memory had started coming back to me in small flickers in my dreams, but I didn't want to tell Shawn. I wanted to wait until now.

I push myself forward and pull Shawn's hand behind me. "I remember everything. The first time I knocked into you. The training, the mini dates to the dessert place, the tree-house. Everything."

I slow down again and wait for Shawn. He peers at me and his eyes are brimming with tears. I loop my arms through his open jacket and look up at him. "You okay?"

"Yeah," he says quietly, laughing and wiping his tears in disbelief.

"Oh, and I missed out one thing."

He scrunches his brows up and tries to think. "And what's that?"

"I remember how much I loved you, and how I still do now."

I tip toe towards Shawn and place my lips on his. His hands cup around my face and he kisses me softly.

I break away and smile up at him. It's started to snow, and I watch the small flakes drift slowly in the air and attach to the tips of his eyelashes.

"I love you Shawn," I whisper.

"I love you too Y/n."