FEELS •shawn mendes•

feels •shawn mendes• ch. 3

"I gotta go." I tell my friends as I walk up to Shawn.

"GET SOME!" Tatum squeals, and I turn back around wildly.

"Stop." I say to her.

My head feels like it's killing me. I've never had a hangover so damn fast, and my thighs still hurt.

I can't believe what I got myself into.

"You came back for round two, I'm guessing." Shawn winks at me and I roll my eyes.

"I should have known you'd be cocky. Look, it was a mistake. When this weekends over everything will go back to normal. And this never happened, got it?" I snap at him.

He backs up and puts his hands in the air:

"Jeez, Hannon, it was just some harmless fun."

"Harmless for you. Now, if you'll excuse me I'd like you to forget all about this and let me leave in peace, thank you." I try to turn away, but shawn grabs my wrists.

"I don't think I want to forget it, actually." He says, and I gulp.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"So I know you probably don't remember all that happened—."

"Trust me, id like to say I didn't. But I do."

"So anyways. I liked it, just saying. I know this is probably really weird to say. But I enjoyed it, and judging from the things you said, so did you." He smirks at me.

"Shut up."

Shawn looks at me, not saying anything. His eyes darken from brown to almost black as he looks me up and down.

I yank my hands away and walk to my friends. Half an hour later I get up to go get a water when a hand grabs me and pulls me down a hallway.

"What the fuck do you want, Mendes." I snap, but he doesn't answer.

"Shawn?" I say a little more timidly, waiting for the figure to talk.

"I'm not shawn, Hannon." The figure says softly, and I recognize the voice.

"Danny! Get off me." I try to back away, but his drunk ass backs me against the opposite wall.

"Youuu looook g-good." He stutters, and I roll my eyes.

"Is that what you said to Tatum when you seduced her?"

He fakes hurt and replies,
"No. She was more into it than me anyway."

I take the opportunity to get out of his grip, but he grabs my shoulder tightly and tries to kiss me. I struggle to push him off and he grabs my arms and forces them above my head. I kick him and run under his hands.

"Get off!"

I feel Danny being ripped away from me and I sigh gratefully.

I look up at the person who saved me.

Shawn Mendes. After trying to get him away from me, he saves my life. I swear I can't get away from this kid.

"You know, you really should start hanging around me more." He says after I thank him.

He has his arm around my waist and I shrug him off.

"why? I could have handled myself."

No, I couldn't have.

"He barely even touched you Aubrey. And you were definitely scared. I'd protect you." He replies, and I ignore him.

We walk outside not saying a word to each other, and we sit down at the same time. I look away but can feel his eyes on me.

We're sitting outside by ourselves, and I gently hit his shoulder.

"I don't need protecting. And are you sure that's the only reason why?"

"Well, no." He starts, "I'm also proposing a deal."

Oh no.

"What kind of deal?"

"A relationship kind of deal."

"A relationship? With you?" I say, shocked.

"Ok, not a relationship, per se. If you get what I'm saying."

More sex? Is this all this kid wants? Jeez. I don't even have words right now. I don't know why I'm still talking to him...

"So basically friends with benefits?" I can't help but shivering at the thought.

"Well, yeah."

I hesitate, and I'm not sure what to say.

"Im not sure, but I'm listening." I can't believe those words came out of my mouth.

Holy shit. What did I just get myself into?