After he left, I sat up and went into my bathroom. Shawn Mendes just called me cute? I didn't understand why he kept saying that, I thought as I looked into the mirror at my reflection.
My wavy blonde hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail with little tendrils falling out around my face. My eyes were a deep green-brown and my thick lashes, coated with mascara, added depth to my face. I guess my peachy lips were sorta full. I had a few freckles that dotted my cheeks and the upper slope of my nose. I had no makeup on other mascara. I wasn't much of a fan of it. After all, my skin was pretty clear. My face was also tan, considering the fact that I was at the pool every day after school. I wasn't too tall, about 5'6".
I blushed deeply, recalling the way my grey shirt had been pulled up so high. Of all guys to almost see my bra! Of course Shawn had to be weird about it. I had on short black and white Nike athletic shorts and, of course, no shoes.
I wandered back into my bedroom and over to my window seat. I tried to open my laptop back up and continue writing, but I couldn't concentrate. I kept glancing over at Shawn's house, so close to ours. His window was adjacent to mine. Even though his curtains were closed, I could see light and movements through the crack. As I started to shove my earbuds back into my ears, I remembered what Shawn said about writing a song. And then I heard this faint, rich voice coming from his window.
I almost fainted.
Because it was Shawn Mendes in there singing and playing guitar. Jock Shawn Mendes. Bad boy Shawn Mendes. Uncaring Shawn Mendes.
What in the world?
11/16/17
Hi peoples!! Thank you for reading!! I'd love if you could give me your feedback in the comments and let me know what you think about this. Thanks guys!! Also, 5 votes for the next chapter?? May be asking too much but thanks!!
xo, Maddie
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broken {s.m.}
Fanfictionin which shawn mendes falls in love. with his ex-best friend. who maybe likes him back. (but that's a maybe)
