Mr. Mendes S.M.

24

Lizzie's POV

I hug Camden goodbye as Shawn gets my stuff out of the back and closes it before letting me finish my goodbyes and taking my hand as we walk in, and I squeeze gently as he keeps going, my bags in hand.

10 minutes later.

"I love you, so fucking much. I'm going to call you every night, no questions asked. I don't care if you're naked or in the shower or half asleep, it doesn't matter. I just want to see your face." He says, and I smile and nod, trying not to cry as I find the stuff from my backpack that I'm going to need as Camden runs in and clings to my leg, refusing to let go as Aaliyah follows him, and I quickly scoop him up and hug him tight. "It's gonna be okay, Cammy baby, I promise, okay?" I say, and he nods as he starts to cry and I pull out a tissue and dry his eyes before handing him to Shawn before kissing his cheek and Shawn's mouth and hugging Aaliyah, not looking back at them as I go off.

6 hours later

I go into my room for the week, smiling when I see Matthew, running and hugging him tight. "Hey, I missed you too." He says, and I smile and flop onto one of the beds. (Yes I know that they do same gender dormitory rooms at UCLA, once again not how it works here) "I have to call Shawn, so can you try to be quiet for just a few minutes?" I ask, pulling out my phone as he nods as I call and listen to it ring, smiling when he picks up. "What's good, baby girl?" He asks, and I laugh. "Nothing really new. I just wanted to tell you I landed and made it there okay." I say, standing up and going into the bathroom, kicking the door closed as I sit up on the counter. "Hm. That's good." He says, and I laugh when I hear Jesse yapping. "Hush, dog." Shawn mumbles, and the crunching afterward tells me he gave him a treat. "He's going to get fat if you keep feeding him." I scold. "Kinda like how you'll get fat if I fuck up and get you pregnant." He says, and on an impulse of anger, I quickly hang up on him, refusing to answer the next two calls from him that come through, breaking and picking up on the third one. "Yes?" I snap. "I'm sorry. That was mean of me." He says. "It really was, but I have to go anyway. I have soccer today." I say. "I love you." He says softly. "I love you too." I say, going into the bedroom and opening up my duffel and changing into shorts and a tank top, not really caring that Matthew is right there. "I'm going down for the soccer tour. I'll be back after tryouts." I say, just taking my whole bag and going out the door, finding a few other older girls and following them down to the field.

5 hours later.

I go back up to my dorm wiped out almost completely after the tour and tryout, but I hopefully did well. "Matthew, I hate to bug you but can you get in my bag and find my pink makeup bag?" I ask, and he nods, putting his laptop down as I set my bag down on the chair and grab my toiletry bag and go in the bathroom, starting a shower.

20 minutes later

I come out and sit down as Matt opens my bag and pulls out the icy hot as I get my laptop and pull it open, smiling when I FaceTime Shawn and he answers, laying in bed half asleep. "Hi." I say softly, smiling as Matt starts rubbing my legs down and moving to my arms. "I was too sore and too lazy to do it." I say as he finishes and goes back to his own laptop and putting his earphones and climbs under the covers. "Fair enough. When do you know if you got on?" He asks. "I have two more days of tryouts and I'm going to be working my ass off for those two." I say.

3 hours later.

I look at the clock that says 12:47 in the morning as I still talk to Shawn with my earphones in while Matthew sleeps. "Babe." He says softly, biting his lip and closing his eyes as I lay there under the covers, unbeknownst to him that I'm already there playing with myself. "What?" I ask softly, toying with the buttons on his shirt but not undoing them yet. "You know what." He says even quieter, like Matt is going to suddenly hear him and wake up. "Well then, let's go." I say, getting up slowly and quietly, knowing damn well I'm sharing a room with a light sleeper. "Where are you taking me?" He smirks as I shush him and go into the bathroom silently and sit down on the floor, thanking god my period is over. "Where Matt can't bust us." I say quietly, turning on the shower slowly and leaning against the tub. "Show me how hard you are daddy." I say softly, slowly unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up, my light blue lace bra coming out a couple of minutes later. "Jesus Christ, Lizzie." He mumbles. "Show me, daddy." I say quietly, pushing my matching panties aside and sliding a finger in as he moves his phone, I assume since I have his iPad and he doesn't FaceTime on his laptop unless he has to; showing me his friend, and I swallow hard quickly and bite my lip. "How does it feel to know it's all from you?" He says softly, and I moan loudly, slapping my hand over my mouth and squeezing my eyes shut when I hear creaking. "Lizzie, you alright?" Matthew asks, knocking lightly on the door. "Yeah." I say quickly, staying silent as Shawn keeps going. "Are you sick?" He asks. "No!" I yell, hearing him walk away and climb back into bed. "Keep going honey." Shawn mumbles, pumping harder, and I do as I'm asked, sliding in another finger as he watches and playing with my clit roughly, keeping my mouth covered until we hit together and we're done. "Shawn-" he puts his hand up, cutting me off. "Go to bed honey. You have to get up tomorrow." He says as I button his shirt up again and adjusting so I don't look like I just came to him sitting on the bathroom floor. "Love you." I say, and he smiles and nods. "Love you too." He says, and with that, he's gone.

Shawn's POV

I lay awake at almost four in the morning, still not able to settle down and fall asleep without Lizzie, who probably already is asleep because of the time there, and I smile when Jesse hops in Lizzie's spot and snuggles in against my side.