Shawn Mendes - Imagines

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I turned the keys around in the lock. Immediately, a smile appeared on my face.
All the little things laying around in the corridor with such big memories, this familiar smell and this calming sound... This sound!

It sounds like a piano being played. I have never heard someone playing it instead of me.
Fastly I get rid off my jacket and shoes but being very quiet so the beautiful melody on the piano does not stop playing. I sneak to the living room where the piano is placed.

My eyes stuck on the gorgeous girl playing the piano.
My girl. Wow. She looks breathtaking. Even from behind. This wavy brown hair falling down her shoulders which leads me to her soft skin. Oh my god, this soft skin. I want to feel it on mine again. How I have missed that the past few weeks. Facetiming will never ever get on this level.

I feel my head leaning against the door frame and then my thoughts just go wild. I cannot control them anymore, everything I can see clear is that I love Y/N. I love love love her!

"Hey! How long have you been standing there, you little creep?"

All I can do is laugh as she literally runs over to me and wraps her arms around me and so do I. The smile does not leave my face because I am full of pure happiness. Oh how much I missed being in her arms.

"I missed you so much, babe."

She softly whispers in my ear. Even though we have been separated for a few times because of different circumstances, it still is very painful for me to hear those words.
I wish we both could spend every second together. I wish that I could see her laying next to me in bed every morning. But at this time it is simply not possible which requires us to make the best out of those times we are together.

"I love you so much more than I could ever miss you, Y/N."

Those words causes her to look up at me for a while and then she finally kisses me.

I close my eyes and get fully lost in the moment, in her touch. All I can think about is how lucky I am to call her my girlfriend. And hopefully someday my wife.