strange

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SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
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My eyes fluttered open from hearing pebbles hitting my window. I rubbed my eyes and slowly got out of bed, shuffling over to the window where I opened the curtains and window, looking down. I froze as I saw her standing on the grass, looking up at me.

There she was. After not seeing her for over two years, there she was. Someone who used to be my best friend and my first love. I was so in love with her. I still am. Everyday I think about her. And remember all the good times we've shared. But she never knew how much I loved her. She never knew how much she meant to me. She still doesn't know how much I love her. I never knew why she disappeared. That's what destroyed me.

"Nice seeing you again Mendes." She said, her lips curling up into a smirk.

Hearing her voice for the first time in a while made my heart flutter and my stomach swarm with butterflies. Hearing the voice I always used to hear, every single day, after over two years was strange. It was weird hearing her voice and seeing her. But I still remembered everything about her like it was yesterday when we were friends.

"What are you doing here?" I question her, raising my eyebrows.

"You aren't happy to see an old friend? Ouch." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I was going on an adventure. I came here to see if you wanted to tag along but you aren't welcoming so I'll see you around."

She turned around and began walking away. I felt bad and quickly threw on a hoodie with socks and shoes before grabbing my keys. I rushed downstairs and out the door, seeing her walking down the street.

I got in my car and drove up next to her. I rolled down the passengers window, calling out to her. "Get in the car."

She turned her head, crossing her arms. "No."

I rolled my eyes. Oh how I missed her stubbornness. I drove the same speed as she was walking. I continued to look between her and the road in front of me.

"Get in the car." I said sternly this time and she let out a huff, stopping in her tracks.

I stopped the car and let her get in before I drove off, going to our usual spot that we shared when we we snuck out to hang in the middle of the night. From the corner of my eye, I saw her occasionally looking at me.

I got the sudden urge to ask her why she disappeared for two years. Why she left with no warning. I wanted to ask her if I meant anything to her.

"Can I ask you something?" I ask her, tightening my grip on the steering wheel from how nervous I was to ask her about what I've been dying to ask her for so long. I looked at her and she nodded her head.

I took a deep breath. "Why did you leave me? Why did you just disappear for two years without saying anything? Did I mean anything to you?"

"Shawn, I don't want to—" I cut her off as I pulled up to the old abandon house we always used to come to. It was our getaway. Just our secret spot. For the two of us.

"Tell me the truth. I need the truth. Don't tell me what I want to hear. Tell me what I need to hear. Please." I pleaded, turning to look at her.

I saw a look in her eye I never seen before. But I knew she was hurting. I could see the cracks in her heart through her eyes. She opened her mouth, ready to answer but no words came out. Instead she got out of the car and jogged inside the old abandon house.

I followed her and ran up the stairs and into the beaten up bedroom. She was sitting on the floor up against the wall, her legs straight out in front of her.

I took a seat on the wall that was next to her and looked at her. "Why? I don't get it. I find it strange for you to disappear. Did I do something to make you leave? We were so close. We were best friends. And you just left."

"I left because of me. I didn't wanna ruin our friendship with my feelings. You deserved better, Shawn. I wasn't right for you. I knew you wouldn't feel the same. I left for me." She told me, her voice in a whisper.

I pulled my eyebrows together in confusion. Then I knew what she meant. She had feelings for me too. She thought I didn't have feelings for her. So she left so those feelings could disappear. How could I be so fucking naive? So fucking oblivious?

"It's strange isn't it?" She asks me, biting down on her bottom lip.

"What?"

"It's strange how you can be desperately in love with someone especially even when you haven't seen or spoken to in years. It crazy and incredible, despite the fact the distance between two people, you'll never stop loving them. You can't stop loving them. I guess that's how love works. You either love them forever or you never loved them to begin with. Love doesn't leave just because the person left." She says.

Her eyes finally met mine and I tilted my head, letting each word that left her mouth sync in and process through my mind. I saw a tear trickle down her cheek and I moved closer to her, wiping the tear away.

My hand rested on her cheek and I looked down at her lips while she looked at my eyes. I filled the space between us by pressing my lips onto hers, capturing her in a kiss. Her hands went to the back of my head where she tugged lightly on my chestnut brown hair.

I never knew what it was like to get lost in a kiss before. I never knew what it would be like to kiss her. My heart is repeatedly missing beats and my hands can't seem to bring her close enough to me. I needed her as close as possible. I taste her lips. I taste her. Which it makes me realize that all this time I have been starving. I thought I knew what love was. I truly thought I did. But it never felt like this. It didn't feel like this. I have kissed before but it never burned me alive. It'll probably last a minute, it'll probably last hours. All I know is this kiss, and how soft her lips are against mine. How our lips move in sync, how this kiss is electrocuting my veins and setting fires within my bones. A feeling I never want to rid from me.

I thought these feelings were only temporary. That they would go away. But love never goes away. Like she said, you either love them forever or you never loved them to begin with. And now I realize I will always love her and I've been waiting forever for her.

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