DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

C h a p t e r [147]

This chapter reached 2020+ words. Hope you guys enjoy! Sorry took so long. Class resumes today. So sad. —J.
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I wipe the mayonnaise from my fingers at the back of my shirt, he continues chewing with a smile on his lips, then swallows, "Thank you Love." He said to me.

"Stop calling me that."

"I can't. Sorry."

"And why is that?"

"Because you're my love."

"Psh."

My best friend is quiet which I find odd and got curious, so I bent my knees to check her in the shotgun seat. She's fast asleep with the opened bag of chips, and when she wakes up, those chips are sad.

"Tippy's sleeping." I said.

"Again?" Shawn replied.

"Yeah."

There was silence for a moment, then Shawn smacks his lips and looks up at the orangey colored skies as the sun rises, "You know.. when I came back to Canada.. I thought it was going to be easy to deal with the things I used to deal with before.. but.. everything's different. I'm struggling.. I'm missing." His eyes droops, "I miss everything here." He turns his head to me with a smile, "But now that I'm back and now that I can be this close to you, I.. I finally know what you feel like when you and I are just.. living in the same house. When we were just acquaintances. When I was a real dick.."

"Don't worry, you still are."

He chuckles, "You are too."

"It was your legacy."

"Heh, but seriously, I miss that time when you toured me around town. It was the best and YOU, being the greatest tour guide I ever knew."

"Is this tour guide," I point my finger to myself, "who took you to the Dog adoption center to play with dogs when you're actually allergic to them great?"

"You didn't know and I didn't tell anyone about that. Nobody knows. Except.. for one person.. you know her, right?"

"Yeah.. the slug."

"Yep. And I was kinda.. traumatized with her reaction, laughing at my face like it was a joke. And I was really afraid to tell you that I'm allergic to them, because.. you might as well laugh at me like she did.. but no.."

It feels like we're just a few inches away from having our lips touch, but I don't mind.

His eyes speaks so much, it's beating me up with words he fails to throw. It looks like an entrance, a long way down, his soul tells me to meet his.

"You took that reason seriously May.. and.. that's when I realized—"

A loud yawn came from the car, then the door clicks unlock and out Sam, with a squinting eyes. He looks at the both of us, "You guys have any coffee?"

Shawn and I both look into each other's eyes, feeling that little bit of awkwardness. Then he looks at him, "Yeah, we do. We do bought coffees man."

"Can I have some?" Sam lazily says, "Just so we could get going."

"Yeah, sure." Shawn grabs the other bag where the instant coffees were, "Damn. We forgot to fill these with hot water."