The Young Father (A Shawn Mendes Fanfic)

Christmas Break(part 1)

Krystal's POV:

I wake up and Shawny is sleeping on my couch. When I remembered what happen last night. Me and Jacob, almost... The shivers go down my spine as I thought of it. Me and Jacob need to break it off. If he could take advantage of me then he could do that again. And what if Shawny wasn't there next time, what would happen? I would've had sex, and not be a perfect virgin. I'm blessed Shawny was there. He is always there when I need him. I decide to get dressed into clothes for the day, after a shower.

I hate being a girl. You get that gross smell. It is not attractive at all. And you smell after like 3 hours. Thanks god that there is perfume when I need it. I turn on the shower and strip of my clothes. I get in the shower adjusting the water to a perfect temperature. I like steaming hot showers. They just feel nice and relax my body so I could just, think. I forgot to turn on my music, dammit,

"Shawny, are you awake!" I yell over the shower.

"You forgot your playlist again?"

"Yeah," he turns on the music and sets it on the counter with the door crack a little so he couldn't see me.

"You should really update your playlist,"

"Shut up Shawny, and get out!"He leaves.

My playlist has a lot of music because my showers are really long. The first song that comes on is sweatshirt. I wish I could drown now, then I remember the mini Alexa on my phone,

"Hey Alexa," I hear the beep,"remove all Jacob Sartorius songs,"

"Deleting,"

I wait as it buffers to the next song. Stan, hell yeah,

My teas gone cold and I'm
wondering why I got out of bed at all
Morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
Even if  I could it would all be grey
But your picture on my wall it reminds me
That's it's not so bad, It's no so bad

My teas gone cold and I'm
wondering why I got out of bed at all
Morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
Even if  I could it would all be grey
But your picture on my wall it reminds me
That's it's not so bad, It's no so bad

Dear Slim,
I wrote you but you still ain't calling
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
you must not of got um
There's was probably a problem with the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble the address too sloppy when I  jot 'em
But anyways; fuck it, whats been up man
hows your daughter?
My girlfriends pregnant too
Imma 'bout to be a father
If I had a daughter
guess what i'm gonna call her?
Imma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too
I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself  too
over some bitch that didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday
but I'm your biggest fan
I even have the underground shit you did with Skam
I have a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too
That shit was phat
Anyways I hope you get this man, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

My teas gone cold and I'm
wondering why I got out of bed at all
Morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
Even if  I could it would all be grey
But your picture on my wall it reminds me
That's it's not so bad, It's no so bad

Dear Slim,
You still ain't call or wrote
I hope you get the chance
I ain't mad
I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talked to me outside the concert you didn't have to
But you could've signed and autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man
We waited in the blistering cold for four hours and you just said no
That's pretty shit man
Your like his fucking idol
He wants to be just like you, man
He likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad but I just don't like being lied to
Remember in Denver you said if I write to you
you'd write me back
See I am like you
I never knew my father either
he use to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what your saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day I drift away and put them on
And don't got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even go a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut my wrist to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline
The pain is just a sudden rush for me
See what your saying is real
and I respect you 'cause you tell
My girlfriends jealous because I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I do
No one does
She doesn't know what it was like for people like us growing up
You gotta hit me back
I be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
sincerely Stan
P.s. we should be together too