Young Love {S.M}

Chapter 17

I woke up feeling a pair of eyes on me. I turned to face Shawn. "What are you doing?" "Just thinking about how lucky I am to have you." I smiled feeling the crimson rising to my cheeks. "I'm the lucky one." His smile grew bigger.

"Now lets get up and get some breakfast."

I grabbed his hand and led him down the stairs to the kitchen. They guys were sitting around the table eating their cereal.

"Good morning!" I got murmurs in response. "You guys are real enthusiastic in the morning." Shawn and I laughed.

"I don't know how you two have so much energy. It's way too early for this." Nash said making us laugh more. I'm happy because I have Shawn, but I'm not going to say it out loud. That'd be a little sappy.

"It's a good day, so why not be happy." I said as I poured the Frosted Flakes in the bowl.

"What do you want Shawn?" "I'll have the same as you." "Okay."

I finished with pouring the cereal in our bowls.

"Come on lets go up to my room and eat." "I see. You don't want to eat down here with us." Matt said. "It's not that. I just have something I want to talk to Shawn about."

I've wanted to run this by Shawn for a while now, and I don't really know if he will like it, but I guess we will just see how it goes.

I led Shawn into my room and shut the door behind me.

"So what did you want to talk about Ansen." He sounded anxious. He has no reason to be, if anyone should be nervous it's me.

"Don't be nervous." He chuckled. "I'm sorry I can't help it." I sighed rubbing my hands on my jeans.

"Hey why are you so nervous?" I chuckled. This boy and his jokes. "I have this idea, but I'm scared you won't like it." He came and sat me on his lap while kissing my forehead. "Listen to me. You have no reason to be nervous. It's just me."

"You're right." I paused. "So I had this idea. Right?" "Right." "Okay well I thought since we both love music, and you are really wanting to go somewhere with it...you should start writing music. And since I love and know a little about music. I could help you out." A smile grew on his face.

"So like write music together?" He said cocking an eyebrow, a smirk growing on his face. "Um yeah. If you want. If you don't want to it's fine. I understand. It won't hurt my feelings. It was just a thought."

"Don't doubt yourself Ansen. Of course I want to write with you. I couldn't think of anything better."

I lifted my head to look into his eyes. When I look in his eyes I feel secure. I can see the love in his eyes. He's so sure. And I'm not. I always have fear. Fear of messing up. Fear of not being everything he needs me to be.

"Really?" "Of course Ansen. You are so talented, and it's a really great idea. I can't wait to start writing with you." A smile grew on my face. He makes me so happy. He always makes me feel loved. I love him.

"So lets start now." I grabbed his hand and led him to the music room. We have everything we need mics, a piano, and a guitar.

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"We've gotten a lot done. Can we take a break?" "Sure. I need it." "Same." I said laughing while plopped down on the couch.

"You know I'm so proud of you Ansen. You did amazing." He said sitting next to me on the couch. "Thanks Shawn. You did too. You came up with almost all the vocals." "But I couldn't have done it without you. So thanks." He paused.

"But really, thank you Ansen. I couldn't have done it without you. You have made me believe in myself and my music. With you I have become a better musician, and you inspire me to become even better everyday. Thank you."

"Thank you Shawn. Thanks for bringing out the best in me. You've believed in me when even my own self hasn't. It means a lot. I laughed. "It's been a crazy couple of months, but it's been worth it."

"Come here."

I leaned in for a hug. I felt safe. I felt secure. I felt at home. I guess the saying is true. Home is where the heart is.

"Give me a kiss." I laughed. "What?" "I want a kiss." "Oh my gosh Shawn. No."

"Please." He said pouting. I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Come here."

He quickly leaned in, and placed his lips on mine, making me laugh against his lips. I pulled away.

"Shawn!" "What?" He said and quickly leaned back in.

Just as he did Cam walked through the door.

"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to intrude." He said and ran out the door.

"Wait Cam!"

Not again.

A/N: Yes I know Shawn started writing music because his dad told him if he wanted to make it in music he has to write music 😂. It was just for the sake of the story.