Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Pretend To Sleep

I was sleeping for a few minutes in the safe arms of Shawn. We were cuddling on the sofa in the tour bus since the whole crew is on the way to another city.
I had been so tired that I just could not let my eyes open but now I am starting to hear voices again.

Because I am curious what is going I pretend to still sleep and make my grip around Shawn's body tighter. With that he strokes my hair gently and kisses my head softly.

"You really love her, don't you?"

That is Josiah's voice. I feel a little giggle Shawn lets out.

"Yeah, dude."

I hold back a smile.

"I think I have never been so sure about something in such a short time."

"Honestly it feels like you guys have been dating for years and not just a few month to me."

That is true. We both said that so often.
With the trust being there from the very beginning it did not take long till the love for each other came. And non of us was afraid to open up about their feelings immediately.

"That is what we say all the time, man. But I am so proud and grateful for what we have, for her. You know since I am with her I did not have any anxiety attack."

That has been a topic he was open about from the start. He told that in the bad times there could have been an attack every day. But the last one he had was the night before we met.

That fact put a lot of pressure on me sometimes because I was afraid he could get one and change his mind about our relationship. He told me not to think that because if I would not leave him because of that shit he would not as dump as to leave because of that.

I believe him.

"Man, that is intense."

"The thing is that she would be there for me when there would be another. She would help me. She would not be afraid. She would not run away."

With every word he gets quieter and slower like he is extremely lost in his thoughts.

"She would not."

I hear Josiah saying and the sound of him getting up.

"I see you need some time to stare at your girl. See you."

He claps on Shawn's shoulder I think and then closes the little door. Shawn giggle to himself and strokes my hair again and again. He still thinks I am sleeping.

"I love you so much, Y/N."

I cannot stop myself from blushing.
I love him so much.