Eight

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The streets of Toronto were really cold at that time. I was going to Shawn's house to watch a movie, by now summer had started and my relationship with him was growing stronger. We saw each other every day and as soon as I returned home I felt the immense need to see him. I was beginning to feel a strong attraction towards him. I loved everything about him. Love ... A word so simple that it contains such a strong emotion. But it was perfect for expressing what I felt for him. I love him. I love Shawn Mendes. I finally understood it.

His beautiful smile, his gentle and sweet manner, his light touch on my skin that always caused me thousands of emotions, his deep brown eyes that get me lost every time they met mine. His voice. Ah... His voice. I would listen to it day and night for the rest of my life.
I came to his house and rang the bell. I was incredibly cold even though it was summer. The door was open and I saw him, he was wearing a gray sweatshirt and simple sweatpants. His hair was slightly matted and his cheeks were red. A love.

"Angel! '' He greeted me hugging me, he used to call me that because of my sweet features and my small, thin body.

'' Shawn I missed you. '' I whispered in his arms, smiling. His scent was so sweet, I was losing my mind to him.

''Are Karen or Aliah here? '' I asked entering.

'' No, they're doing shopping. '' He answered me. I sat on the couch and he joined me.

"Are you cold Angel? Your nose is red." He said, laughing. He slowly approached my face, I started feeling his breath on my lips as close as he was. He moved a lock of hair and placed his hand on my cheek, then he left a small kiss on my nose. A shock ran through my back and I began to feel the butterflies in my stomach. ''You are so beautiful Y / N." He whispered slightly. My heart was beating very fast. I looked down at his lips, his sweet and soft lips. I really wanted to kiss 'em, but I couldn't, I would have ruined everything.

"You too." I whispered. They were the only words I could say after that gesture. I was out of breath.

He moved away from me and took off his sweatshirt and then handing it to me. I remembered the first day we met, the day he kissed me. I missed his sweet lips on mine so much. I took his sweatshirt and put it on. It was giant compared to my little body, but I felt protected and the cologne perfume was wonderful. He went upstairs to get another sweatshirt and I went to the movie shelf to pick one. I heard him coming down the stairs.
"What do you think if we watch Avatar? It's old but still beautiful." I said out loud. I felt his hands on my hips. I turned around instinctively and found him in front of me, with a new sweatshirt. I noticed the guitar on the couch.
'' First I want you to listen to something. "He smiled. He took my hand and approached the couch. He picked up the guitar and started singing a song I had never heard before.

I know a girl, she's like a curse
We want each other, no one will break first
So many nights, trying to find someone new
They don't mean nothing compared to her, and I know

When people ask about us, now, we just brush it off
I don't know why we act like it means nothing at all
I wish that I could tell you that you're all that I want, yeah

I pretend that I'm not ready
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?
And you say hi like you just met me
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?

When I hear you sing, it gets hard to breathe
Can't help but think every song's about me
And every line, every word that I write
You are the muse in the back of my mind, oh

Don't want to ask about it 'cause you might brush it off
I'm afraid you think that it means nothing at all
I don't know why I won't admit that you're all I want

I pretend that I'm not ready
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?
And you say hi like you just met me
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?

I pretend that I'm not ready
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?
And you say hi like you just met me
Why do we put each other through hell?
Why can't we just get over ourselves?

I know a girl, she's like a curse
We want each other, no one will break first
So many nights, trying to find someone new
They don't mean nothing compared to you

''Shawn it's- it's beautiful.'' I whispered. I was speechless. Again. His voice, the guitar that accompanied, the words. Everything was perfect.

''This song is for you. I mean all the words I wrote. I need you. '' He placed the guitar on the ground and approached me.

''You are important to me, a lot. I want you to become mine Y/N. I think about you day and night and when you're not next to me I feel lost. Y/N..." He took my hands and looked me straight in the eye.

''... i love you. " I didn't know what to say so I did what my heart commanded me to do. I kissed him. I brought our lips together in a sweet and long-awaited kiss. We were one thing now. I broke off to catch my breath.

"I love you too Shawn. More than you can imagine.'' He smiled like never before and gave me a hug.
"You are mine now, you are my girlfriend." He whispered happily.

"Yes Shawn, we are one now, I am yours and you are mine. '' He kissed me again.

Shawn Mendes is my boyfriend.

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Author Notes 💕
I changed the story and made them get engaged live and not by message. I hope you enjoy it!
Sara ❤️
30/03/19

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