The Song Series | No Promises

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SO BABY, PLEASE NO PROMISES

NOT EDITED BECAUSE I FEEL SICKwill do though later on, soignore any mistakessorry!

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NOT EDITED BECAUSE I FEEL SICK
will do though later on, so
ignore any mistakes
sorry!

I'm sure some of you have probably forgotten about the Song Series but, here we are

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I'm sure some of you have probably forgotten about the Song Series but, here we are. If you don't know what this series is from the quite obvious name, it simply is a collection of imagines based of Shawn's songs, just like this here Imagine based off of his song No Promises.

From what I could gather from this song was that Shawn had a one night stand and just wanted to embrace and live in the moment without the promise of tomorrow or a relationship down the road. He knew that would come with consequences incase the hook up gained feelings, and he didn't want them or himself left broken hearted.

And so, I kind of went off that for this Imagine. It doesn't have a very happy ending like most of mine do, but I think the ending fitted the song. So, I do hope you enjoy, if so, give it a like and comment your thoughts.

The Jock and the Musician part 4 + 5 will be coming soon, both parts in the same imagine.

Love you all so much, thank you for your incredible support, it means so much to me.

The morning glow of the rising sunrise illuminate his strong facial features, his toned body warm and golden as his hands run through his dishevelled brown hair, strands catching the light and turning into threads of gold

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The morning glow of the rising sunrise illuminate his strong facial features, his toned body warm and golden as his hands run through his dishevelled brown hair, strands catching the light and turning into threads of gold. Carefully moving the silky, white sheets off my bare body, I wrap a sheet around me and walk over to him, his head slightly turning to greet me as he returns a soft, sweet smile.

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