Consumed || Shawn Mendes ||

Where Were You In The Morning

I woke up in a sea of ruffled blankets over my body and his body pressed against mines. He was truly a sight for sore eyes. I slowly adjusted myself to slowly release myself from his grip on my body. Once i slipped off the bed slowly i quickly grabbed my robe off the chair by the window to shield my body in. As i turned to face the Greek god sleeping so peacefully in my bed i started to feel this sudden rush of anxiousness and shame wash through me.

Did i really just have a one night stand with a stranger? Was it him or Shawn i was thinking about through the whole thing? Both. He was an exceptional kisser and well experienced in other things. He did look so heavenly laying there on his back with his chest exposed as he took slow deep breaths in his sleep. His hair half covering his face and those hands resting effortlessly on his chest. He was such a tender lover and made sure everyone of my needs were met. But this wasn't going to go anywhere. We both knew that. I turned and went into the bathroom to shower. Washing every inch of last night and of the stranger in my bed.

I got out the shower and saw that he was still sound asleep, i tried to wake him. But he wouldn't budge. I huffed in defeat and i decided to go on my laptop to kill time. Hopefully he would wake up soon. I went scrolling though social media and i saw a photo of Shawn on a plane heading to his next destination on his tour. I then found myself looking on his website.

two hours had passed and despite a lot of tossing and turning the Greek god himself didn't seem to be waking up anytime soon. As i threw my backpack over my shoulder i went to his phone and he didn't seem to have a pass code so i went to his Instagram and followed myself. Repeating the same thing on my phone. I then went to the nightstand and i quickly wrote on one of the complimentary note pads

'I hope you had a good visit cause, i know i had a good time'