DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

C h a p t e r [106]

"READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Good luck! —Jemay."
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Mom gasped and I can hear it through the phone, "Is this true?!"

"Yes mom. I'm in love with him.."

"Oh my gosh. I can't believe this.."

"Are you.. are you mad?"

"MAD?! Sweetie, my prediction has come true." She says happily, "You're finally in love with the right guy!"

"Yeah.. with the right guy.."

"Aw honey, don't be sad.."

"Is he—is he really leaving..?"

"That's what his dad told your dad, and that's how your dad told me."

"No.. please.." I sob, "I don't want him to leave.."

"You can talk to Shawn and tell him not to go.."

"It's complicated mom. I don't know if I can.."

"Why not? You love him, right?"

"I do.. but.. he did something and I don't know if I could still forgive him.."

Cars passing by sends a whoosh, people walking by are probably in wonder why I'm tearing up while having a phone call. Trees swaying and the atmosphere is turning a little blue.

"What did he do? Did he harass you?!" Mom asks, quickly jumping into conclusions.

"No mom, no.. it's just.." I breathe in and hold it for a second.

"What? What did he do?!"

"I saw him kissing another girl.." I said as I breathe out.

"Oh honey.. that's sad.. when did it happen?"

"Yesterday.."

"I'm sorry sweetie.."

"Mom, don't be like that. I don't want to sob."

"It's okay to cry.. You can tell me ALL about it.."

"That's just it mom. I just saw him kissing Yuna.."

"And who's Yuna?!"

"She's a transferee.. she's been rooting for him ever since.. seducing him and everything she can to have him.."

"Wow. That's one nasty girl and I'm surprised Shawn fell quickly."

"We're fine before but after I saw that.. I feel like I can't open my mouth to talk about it or even talk to him.."

"Well, did you confront him about it?"

"I haven't but he talks to me. He asks me things.. he even wants to explain himself.."

"Then you should have let him. You should at least hear him out. Maybe he has reasons."

"Reasons?" I scoff, "Yeah, right."

"Maybe he didn't kiss her and that Bumba? Tuna? Yuna? Yeah, that Yuna girl did. You still don't know the whole story May, you should at least hear his side."

"I don't know mom.. I don't know if I can.. I really don't know if I can.."

"If you love the person, you will accept and keep all those things he did to hurt you aside and try to mend everything. Forgiveness is one key.."

"It hurts.. I hate this feeling.. I don't want any of this anymore."

"May, sweetie, it's normal to feel hurt. Love isn't just joy and happiness. A love won't be love until you get through rough problems."

"I'll—I'll think about it mom.."

"Okay, it's still your decision honey. In my opinion, as long as he's still there, make the most of it before it's too late and he's gone back to Canada."

"Alright.. I'm almost home.."

"Okay sweetie. Don't forget to eat dinner, okay?"

"Okay. You too.."

"Bye sweetie.."

"Bye mom.." I hung up. Standing in front of the house, still hesitating whether to go in or go somewhere else to unwind and try to get some things out of my mind.

The idea of him leaving and me, being alone in the house is stressing me out. I'll surely miss him even though he's really made my life go all crazy.

I open the gate and walked towards the door, as I was about to swing the doorknob open, there's a note, saying:

"Didn't come to school. Welcome back. I'm sorry."

I pulled the note off the door and slid it inside my pocket. I head inside the house, the lights are all turned on. It's quiet and gloomy.

"He's leaving.." I mumble and covered my mouth with my hands as tears started to form again and fall. Followed by one and another.

I noticed another note by the stairs, "Made you some dinner. Sorry if it's not perfect. I'm sorry."

I pick it up and sobbed even more. All the bad things came to me in one day seems to weighed up off my shoulders. Despite of it all, why does he still makes everything better..? Even though everything between us fell apart after what I witnessed, I still want him.

I ask myself, why am I like this? I want to be so angry, I want to hate him so much that I want him to vanish and leave no trace but I can't. I don't want that. I still love him. So much.

I dropped my bag and slowly walked into the kitchen while muffling my cries. There, another note says:

"You, not talking to me, is breaking my heart so bad. I'm sorry."

I open the large cover and it's a box of pizza, both our favorite flavors, sending some of the memories we've shared. I bite my lips and more tears fell.

The sun has finally come down and the night can be seem from the windows. I wipe my tears and ate, to appreciate everything he's done.

After this, my plan is to confront him. Talk to him about his leaving. About what I saw back at the greenhouse, about that night Yuna is saying how she got the necklace.

Several slices later, the pancakes he made me for breakfast was still there, untouched. I looked at it to find another note.

"Sad. Now I know what you felt when I ignored all those foods you made me. I'm sorry."

I pick it up and put it inside my pockets. I straightly went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, then went to the stairs, picked up my bag and head up.

There, I found his door open with his back turned, moving back and forth and seems to be packing. I failed to contain myself and started crying like a little kid. I push the door open without knocking nor even calling his name.

He turns around with a surprised face. I head inside his room, dropped my bag on the floor.

"Shawn..?" I ask in a shaky voice.

He stopped what he's doing. Aggressively dropped the shirt on the suitcase, walked towards me in a haze and grabbed my cheeks. He looks into my eyes and I look into his, they're swelling too. Like he just finished crying.

"I know you're still mad at me, May.." he whispered, "But the punishment of disobeying the rule; getting inside a room where I'm in, without knocking or calling my name hasn't changed."

He leans over and softly pushed his lips against mine; and everything just feels like it stopped. All of my worries, my sadness, my anger and questions, they all went away at the very moment.

The warmth of his hands holding my face and the warm air coming out from his nose and mouth is caressing my skin.

Smooth and wet, tender like a piece of meat. I closed my eyes and cherished the kiss. He tastes like mint, the squeaks from our lips is making the heat rise.