Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Treehouse - Part 15

  Part 15- Imagine:
Shawn's POV:
My heart is beating so loud I'm surprised Y/n can't hear it. She lets out a small laugh and shakes her head.

"Shawn, sometimes I wonder how you survived all those years without me by your side."

"I wonder too," I whisper.

We sit in silence, staring at each other. "Are you going to answer my question?"

She moves closer to me without breaking our eye contact. "Well, is it not obvious?"

Her face comes close to mine and then our lips touch. I feel her press forward against me, kissing me harder. I fall back and hit my head on some drawers. She curses under her breath and moves away from me. "I-I'm sorry." She stands up but I hold her back down.

"Don't be," I whisper. I bring her close to my side and kiss her softly, feeling her hands run through my hair as I hold her cheeks. I smile and lean my forehead against hers as she pulls away.

"So what happens now?" I ask her.

"What happens? Nothing. Things go back to normal."

My heart sinks. But what does she mean by normal? I feel her cool fingers slide into my hand as our fingers lock together.

"Except we're together... if you want?"

I smile and hold her close to me. "It's more than what I want." We share a sleeping bag between us and lie on the bean bags as we look out of the window, watching the stars.

"11:11 make a wish," I say to Y/n.

She nudges me and rolls her eyes, but I catch her smiling. "You still believe in that rubbish?"

"Don't you?"

I watch her play with her hair before smiling up at me. "Well, I do now."

She kisses me for a long time and then leans her head on my chest, her breath fogging up in the air as she laughs lightly. "Because my one and only wish came true."