"He's like," I glanced down at the warm brown liquid in the mug in front of me as i searched for the right words, "he's like hot chocolate. It burns my throat as it goes down, yet I still keep drinking it." I swirled the melting marshmallows in the hot chocolate, "I keep going back to him no matter how much he hurts me."
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"She's like a cigarette," he said letting the smoke roll out of his mouth, "no matter how bad she is for me, I still crave her."
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionMy second Shawn Mendes Imagines if you want more check out my 2 other imagine books along with "The Cabin," "Wrong Number," "Remember," and "Wrong." That all include Shawn Mendes. Enjoy ❤️
