I start to wake up with the sound of nature. I open my eyes and I realize I'm laying in someone's chest. I look up and see Shawn peacefully asleep, a a couple of snores scaping his mouth. I start remembering everyhing about last night, Shawn now knows my deepest stuff. I remember how much I cried last night, but apparently it helps talking it out. I feel different today, I feel free, with no boundaries, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I smile remembering how sweet Shawn was last night. I move my hand off his chest and start to rub my eye, shit my eyes! I move my hand away from my eyes. I totally forgot about my make up! And with all that crying and then sleep, I can already see my face all smudged, with dry mascara tears. I move slightly away from Shawn, without moving him. I grab my cellphone from my pocket, and check in the screen reflection my face. And damn it I'm perfect, no smudged eyeliner, or mascara stains, besides the bags under my eyes, I'm perfect. I put my phone back to my pocket and consider what I'm gonna do next. I don't want to wake Shawn up, neither stay here till he wakes up. I'm still a little sleepy, so I could go back to using Shawn as a pillow, and try to get some more sleep and wait for him to wake me up. And that's exactly what I do. I went back to laying next to Shawn with my head in his chest. I closed my eyes and tried to drift off. But I couldn't, all I could do was think about last night. How Shawn treated me, with his friends and when we were alone. How his friends said he couldn't stop talking about me. When he said he trusted me. When he conforted me. I also think of how I was able tell Shawn, a guy I just met last week, something I haven't been able to tell my own mother. Is this normal? Does it happens to other people? I lay there thinking about it. After like 10 minutes of me thinking I feel Shawn moving. So I move as well, acting like I'm just waking up as well. I sit up and stretch, I look behind me and Shawn is still laying down. He's looking at me, he smiles, and with his morning voice which is sexy as hell, talks. "Hey."
"Hey." I say looking at him over my shoulder. He sits up as well and stretches. He looks really cute, with his hair all crazy.
"I guess we fell asleep last night, huh?" He says and I try my best to not come back with a sarcastic answer.
"Yeah, sorry for that by the way."
"Why are you sorry? We both fell asleep and besides I was the one who brought you here. Made you sleep in the middle of no where, in top of a roof." Shawn says making me laugh a bit.
"Well yeah I know, but at least I used you as a pillow. You in the other hand had to sleep on the hard roof."
"True. How was I as a pillow?"
"Pretty good, actually."
"Good! Anyway, I know we just woke up and this is crazy, but I'm starving. Aren't you?"
"Now that I think about it, yeah I'm kinda hungry."
"Okay, so I have this idea, if you don't like it feel free to say it. So look this is the thing, I unfortunately have to be at this place early so I can't invite you to a proper breakfast. So on our drive home we can stop at some drive thru like last night, order something, and eat it on our way to your place. What do you say? Be honest."
"Yeah, I like it!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! And besides I'm pretty busy as well so."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, you're not the only busy guy here Mendes."
"And what do you have to do, that it is so important?"
"Well not being at some specific place early obviously, I have those everyday. I'm actually doing something more important, like helping my brother pick an engagement ring."
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Who Would've Known (S.M Fanfiction)
Random"Hey!" He says showing me a beautiful smile. "Hey" I replied looking at his handsome face. "Are you here by yourself?" He asks me showing a breath taking smile. "Kind of..." I answer back at him, I didn't came alone, but I think I might be leaving...