Love Story (A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction)

Chapter 32- This is the New Year

A great big world

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Being in a plane with Shawn next to me felt like a deja-vu.

In the last few days I got really nostalgic about things. I cried a lot, when Shawn wasn't there. I was still so scared to tell him. I knew he would understand, but I feel like this is a really bad timing for him to have a baby.

With a tour coming next year and so many exciting changes it would just hold him back.

"Hey", Shawn woke up next to me and grabbed my hand.

He had fallen asleep immediately when he sat down in the plane seat while boarding. According to Brian and his band members it always happened like that. So I was surprised to see him awake.

I pulled my headphones off my head and looked at him: "What were you thinking about?", he asked me and laid his head on my shoulder.

"Just how excited I am to spend new years in New York with you.", I smiled at him. Now that I told Karen it was easier for me. Mentally. It was easier for me to smile now, because I knew that Karen was fine with it.

I gently kissed Shawns hair, when a young girl suddenly approached us.

"Hi. Can I have an autograph please?", Shawn raised his head and started signing something when suddenly the girl leaned over to me.

"You want me to sign this?", I asked her confused but took the paper and the pen.

"Sure. You're a star now. I have a fanpage for you."

I was absolutely speechless. I signed the paper for her and thanked her for... well, I didn't quite know. Caring about me maybe?

"Well, that was sweet.", Shawn said after she walked back to her seat and he laid down to put his head in my lap.

Instead of cuddling into my stomach though, he frowned and got up again to look at me.

"Did you work out a lot recently?", he asked, looking at my belly and my heart started racing.

I shook my head, unable to speak and he seemed to buy it. He shrugged and laid back down.

Phew, that was close.

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"Don't forget your jacket. It's freezing.", I said. I was waiting on the hotel couch for him for like 10 minutes now. He has such an insane 'beauty ritual', it took him like 1 hour to get ready. He had about 20 hair products and he moisturized more than me. But, I mean, as long as he looked like that, I didn't mind at all.

It took me 30 minutes in the bathroom, including showering and blow-drying my hair. I mean, my hair was cut in a shoulder length bob and was very easy to handle.

I wore a thick coat, because it was freezing in New York. And I bought him a matching one, cause I thought it was cute.

"Alright, I'm done.", He said stepping out of the bathroom. He looked hot as ever. He was wearing a black turtleneck, and black pants with his boots. His hair was curly, but slicked back.

He looked so hot, I seriously considered cancelling our plans and just spend new years eve making out. Maybe I was hormonal, but it took me huge effort to not rip my clothes off and throw myself on him.

"Then lets go.", I walked towards him, put a black scarf around his neck and with that pulled him down for a deep kiss.

His hands immediately went down my back and stayed on my ass. He gently squeezed it as he slid his tongue into my mouth, I was gently playing with the hair in the back of his neck- something I knew he loved.