Shawn Mendes ~ Bsm

[3] He Bullies You - ᴘᴛ. ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

Part Three

Your age: 18
Shawn's age: 20
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*2 years later*
Shawn's P. O. V

2 years. 2 years later and everyone is still waiting for Y/N to come back. It was all my fault. If I hadn't bully her, she would be still with us. I was watching TV when something caught my attention.

*TV*
And famous YouTube star Y/N Mendes is going back to Canada to visit her famil-

What? That cant be (Y/N) as in (Y/N) My sister, right?

*TV*
And for all of you people who haven't heard of this amazing 18 year old YouTube star, here are some pictures.

They proceeded to show pictures of her. She didn't look too different; I could still recognize her. Her hair grew a little longer, though.

Since when was she famous? Not that I wasn't happy for her. I was just confused.

Just then, the door bell rang. Mom was cooking lunch in the kitchen and dad was reading a book on the armchair. Aaliyah was the one to go open the door, and just as she did so, she let out a girly squeal.

"Liyah? What's wrong?!" dad semi yelled; loud enough for her to hear and mom stopped what she was doing, looking concerned while I got up to see what's going on.

When I looked, my eyes widened and I let out a gasp. Mom and dad came to the doorway, and upon seeing (Y/N), mom's eyes filled with tears. Dad seemed to be glued to the spot.

"GROUP HUG!" Aaliyah yelled, bringing us all back to our senses. Everyone rushed into the hug. "I missed you so much sweetie. Please, never do that again; you have no idea how much emotion we felt. We love you, honey."
Said mom, making Aaliyah, dad and I nod in agreement.

We all went inside, catching up on everything that we missed in each other's lives; and lived happily ever after.

-The End-

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Hey lovelies!!!
Hope you liked this chapter!
I really got nothing to say right now so I'll just skip to the QOTD and AOTD
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QOTD: Modern or classic?
AOTD: I honestly like both.

Bye my little chicken nuggets!!
-Chicken Steak 🥩

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