Downpour - sequel to Dark Storms

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[Just to clarify, Shawn and his family are at the Wheeler household for the holidays. So don't be confused. lol]

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Christmas passed beautifully and New Years snuck up. I was so busy with keeping up with my work that I really didn't get time with Shawn. Or anyone really. It was hard to keep up a straight A grade roll during the holidays.

I sat at my desk playing around with my pencil trying to remember how to simplify the equation on my review. I sighed and felt hands come up and start to massage my shoulders. "Shawn, not now." "It's New Year's Eve, ease up, Princess." He spun me around and I looked at him as he knelt in front of me. I ran a hand through his hair looking at him. "I'm surprised you didn't go and visit Nash and Bailey while I was up here. You could've left." "Now that's a dumb idea. I'd rather stay here with you. C'mere." He grabbed my hand and pulled me from my chair and pulled me onto my bed. I laid down as Shawn's lips attached to mine. He ran a hand down my side while he kissed me and I felt him smile as he pulled away. He laid down next to me and took my hand playing with my fingers. "You've got such tiny fingers." "Goes with my small frame." "That's true." I heard my phone vibrate and picked it up. "@NashGrier: ZANDER JUST SAT UP ON HIS OWN. PROUD DAD RIGHT HERE. " I smiled and chuckled. "Zander just sat up on his own." I spoke rolling back to face Shawn. When I was facing him he took a picture. "Shawn delete that." "You look gorgeous." He spoke not looking at me. He stared at his phone, and I heard him take another picture.  "Shawn why are you taking so many photos of me?" "No reason."  I sat up and looked at him. "Shawn." I heard my phone vibrate and picked it up. "@ShawnMendes: I'm going to miss you... :(" I looked at him as he sat up. "Erika.. I was talking with Ed, and we planned out his Multiply US tour.. " "Cool, what does this have to do with the pictures? What's going on?" He took my hand and played with my fingers avoiding my questions. "Shawn... you're... you're leaving?" "It's not for long. I promise princess. After we graduate I'm going on tour with Ed. " I shook my head getting up off the bed and walking out. "Are you not happy for me?!" "I'm happy for you believe me! I'm just tired of never seeing you!" I looked at him and watched as he walked onto the empty porch.

I gave him some space before heading out to talk to him. "Shawn..?" He turned around, and surprisingly he had a cigarette between his teeth. "Are you fucking serious? You're kidding me right?" "Babe-" "No! Just because I'm mad at you doesn't mean you need to start smoking cancer sticks. Believe me, I've felt the pain of not being able to breathe. It fucking sucks." I turned around and I heard him jump off the railing and grab my wrist. "Babe." He turned me around. He showed me the pack of the cigarettes. There was only one missing, which was the one he was holding. It suddenly clicked it my head. "It's a metaphor." He nodded. "Ansel gave them to me. They're the box in the final moments of Augustus' funeral." "Hon, I am so so-" He cut me off by kissing me. "You're fine. You're not mad at me for the whole tour thing are you?" "No, " I shrugged, "I just wish you would've told me sooner." He nodded and wrapped an arm around my waist as we looked at the snow falling. I had on one of Shawn's hoodies and leggings, with Ugg slippers. "I feel totally like High School Musical right about now." "Should we be singing?" "I think so yeah." Shawn then burst out singing, "Living in my own world, Didn't understand," this got me laughing to the point that Shawn was chuckling while singing. "This could be the start, of something- I can't do this any more." He laughed. For the first time in a while, I didn't feel like I was dying.

Shawn made a fire in the fire pit as our families talked in the family room and the MTV countdown was on. We sat playing Never Have I Ever, 20 Questions, Truth or Dare, and just told the corniest jokes ever to each other. "Wait, wait I've got one. What did the dyslexic devil worshiper do?" "I don't know." "He sold his soul to Santa." "Oh my god Shawn." "Do you have a better one?" "Here, what does a Mexican train killer have?" "What?" "Locomotvies." "This is why I love you." He laughed pulling me closer on the small love seat type of lawn chair. "What time is it?" I asked taking his phone out of his hoodie pocket. '11:59' "I would check the time a minute before midnight." I laughed and he looked at me chuckling. "Hey Erika?"  "Yeah?" "Happy New Year." I smiled before he leaned down and pressed a slow, long, passionate kiss to my lips. Fireworks started to go off, causing us both to jump. We looked up and smiled at the sight. I looked and him and grabbed his hoodie strings like many times before and pulled him down to kiss him again.