FEELS •shawn mendes•

feels •shawn mendes• ch.7

"So, she's gone. Wanna go to my room?" Shawn asks, and my heart is beating out of my chest.

"I mean, I do but I'm nervous." I tell him, and his face softens a bit.

"Aubrey, why?"

My heart speeds a bit. I'm hearing in his voice a sense of caring that I didn't know existed.

"I just...i just don't know. It's not you. It's totally me, its just I'm afraid of getting caught or something." I blurt out, and he takes my hand.

"I promise you no ones home. It's totally fine. Besides, no one comes up to my room anyways. You'll be fine." Shawn puts his hands on my shoulders and whispers, "I got you. Okay?"

My breath hitches and I nod. We walk up to his room and for a few minutes we make small talk, before i decide I can't wait any longer.

Shawn looks at me in surprise as I move closer to him and kiss him softly. Suddenly he pulls away and pushes me back towards the edge of the bed before kissing me again.

Soon our shirts are off and everything goes by like a blur. His hands run up and down my body and I let out a breath.

"Shawn, I-" I try to talk but nothing comes out.

...

twenty minutes later we're both breathing hard and he gets off of me to put his clothes on. I'm lying on his bed under the sheets and when he turns around shirtless I joke and say:

"Oh damn, Mendes."

He smiles a little and motions to the pile of clothes on the floor.

"Are you gonna get dressed?"

"What time is it?" I ask.

"Umm, 4:50."

"Shit!" I yell, jumping out of the bed and throwing my bra and underwear on. I turn around to see Shawn looking me up and down.

"What are you doing?" I tease.

"Just enjoying the view." Shawn replies, and my face turns red.

I put on the rest of my clothes and tell him I have to go get my car.

My hair is a little messed up and Shawn looks a little sweaty. We walk downstairs and are about to walk to the door when it opens and Aaliyah walks back in with her friend. Luckily they don't take two glances at us and only say hi.

"Shit." Shawn mutters.

"Hey, they didn't catch us, so we're fine." I tell him, and he agrees.

We climb into his car and drive to school. I try to open the door, but Shawn puts his arm out in front of me and says,

"Wait."

"Wh—" I start to ask, before he kisses me and rests his forehead on mine for a few seconds.

"Bye, Love." Shawn says, unlocking my door.

I smile a little bit and walk to my car.

I'm definitely enjoying this.

Before I start my car,I text him:

YOU: I'm in for good.

SHAWN: good girl.

My breath catches in my throat as I read his message. Then I turn my phone off and drive home.

When I walk in the door my mother immediately runs down the stairs.

"AUBREYYY," she yells, "I NEED YOUR HELP WITH DINNER."

"Okay!" I call back before I walk up the stairs and throw my stuff down on my bedroom floor.

After dinner I go upstairs and finish my homework, ignoring the texts I get from Shawn.

Finally he calls me.

"Hello??" I ask, "I'm a little busy, dude."

"Okay. Whatever, I just want to know if you're free Thursday."

"Yeah, I'm free. I think. Now can I go back to my homework and text you later?" I fake sounding annoyed.

"Yeah, sure thing hun. I'll talk to you later. Bye, Hannon." Shawns deep voice comes through the phone and I sigh.

I really wish this wouldn't have to be secret.

I don't know how to feel. Five days ago I hated this kid and now I cant help but enjoy being around him.

An hour later, I call shawn back and I can't help but smile to myself as he answers.

"Hey." I say happily.

"Wanna get out of here?" His voice comes through the phone and I'm a little shocked at what he says.

"But it's a Monday night!"

"I don't care, Hannon. I wanted to show you something. If you don't wanna go I'll go by myself. But I'd rather have company. I can pick you up in 10. You in or no?"

"I-. What time is it?"

"9:50."

"Have me back by 11:30 and we have a deal."

"That's my girl. Ill see you soon."

That's my girl. That's MY girl. Surely he doesn't mean it like that.

I get a text from shawn minutes later telling me to come outside. I tell my mom I have late night studying to do and I hop into shawns car.

"I knew you would come."

"Where are you taking me?" I ask, and shawn puts a finger on my lips.

I shiver.

"That's a secret." He says slowly.

As we drive, his hand gravitates towards my upper thigh, and he lets it sit there. He's driving with one hand, his jaw clenches with concentration, and it's taking all I have not to kiss him right there. I totally would if I didn't worry about getting into an accident.

"Close your eyes." He whispers huskily in my ear.

"Shawn-" I squeak.

"Do you trust me?" He asks.

My mouth snaps shut.

Do you trust me?

The words ring out in my head. Honestly, I'm not sure.

Do I trust him? I don't know yet. Do...I...trust...him?

In my head, I make a decision.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" His hand runs down my spine.

"Yes, I trust you." My voice comes out soft.

"Good girl."

Shawn puts a bandana over my eyes and takes my hand.

"Shawn!" I immediately cry out as I trip over something.

"You said you trusted me." He says quietly.

"I...I do." I murmur.

What is this boy doing to me???