If you let me love you, lll love you forever

Bare skin

* Shawn yawns*

" Come here spots!" Shawn calls his dog over, standing at the porch door in the back opening the door. Spots comes running around the corner and leaps outside, then Shawn closes the door. Forgetting his phone upstairs, Shawn goes running up the stairs and grabs his phone reading a message.

Hey! It's me again. Don't forget about our plans tonight! Ttyl

Shawn reading his phone, he smiles. Shawn knowing she's the perfect girl he's ever seen, and the fact that she also sings, blew his mind. Shawn was insecure about his voice, and Camila still doesn't know why. Shawn hearing barking from the porch, he opens his sliding door.

" Come get some food spots!" Shawn yelling for his dog. Spots comes down from the couch after Shawn finished pouring the dog food in his bowl. Shawn grabs a towel and some clothes to wear for the rest of the day, that includes after for the night. Grabbing a white top with a pocket and black skinny jeans, Shawn heads to the shower. Undressing himself, arms crossing over his stomach to tighten up his grip on his shirt, and lifts it off his body. Turning on the shower tap, he adjusts the water to warm but more on the hot side. Taking off his pants, nothing left but bare skin. One leg, dragging the other behind him into the shower. Grabbing his 2 in 1, old spice, he gives his hair a quick rinse. Opening the cap, squirting out the shampoo, rubbing it through his hands, he moves his hands to his head. Rubbing through his hair cleansing himself, he rinses himself. The soap gathering onto his abs, running down, Shawn rubbing his hands in slow motion, and finishes washing his hair, he takes old spice body wash and starts cleaning himself. Putting his hands on his neck, reaching towards his shoulder, rubbing his arms and muscles, down to his lower regional area, him rinsing out the soap. Turning off the shower, Shawn takes a step out and grabs a towel and starts drying himself. Putting on his white t-shirt, and slipping on his underwear along with his jeans. He slowly combs his hair, slicking it backwards leaving a super man curl that flings to the front of his face. Grabbing a blow dryer and drying in for 5 minutes, he then grabs his black work shoes. Shawn walks down the stairs and heads to the kitchen for a granola bar, drinking a cup of apple juice, and then he heads to the front door. Shawn putting his shoes in front of him on the floor and starts to slide them on. From the closet downstairs beside his front door, he grabs his jean jacket. The little bowl he keeps on the ledge, he grabs his car keys and heads out the door, locking the door by a push of a button.

AFTER WORK

Shawn coming out of the bathroom to seeing many people packing up at the office, he grabs his work papers and puts it under his arm grabbing his keys and his phone leaving the stuff stuck in his arms. Shawn takes the elevator downstairs, and heads to the all glass door, and out of the building. Shawn looks at his phone and reads a text.

Hey! Meet me at the train station and don't forget your music!

Shawn replying agreeing to the the nights plans. Shawn at his car, he puts his paperwork in the back seat, and double checks to make sure his guitar is still in his trunk.

SWOOSH!

The sound of the train that Shawn would take, passed by, and he puts his guitar on the bench, opening the black case and takes it out. Waiting to play, Shawn glances his head up every couple of seconds and every little sound, Shawn spotting  Camila in a tight dark blue dress with white lining on the side, and black heels.

" Never thought you'd come!" Camila laughing.

" Well, I have everything, and this time, I wrote a song about you," replies Shawn.

" You wrote a song about me?"

" It's called Mercy," Shawn preparing his guitar in his lap, and putting his hands on the string, and starts playing a slow tune at first. Humming along with the tune.

" You've got, a hold of me, don't even know your power. I stand, a hundred feet, but I fall when I'm around you. Show me, an open door. Then you go and slam it on me. I can't , take anymore. I'm saying baby please have mercy on me! Take it easy on my heart! And even though you don't mean to hurt me! You keep tearing me apart! Would you please have, mercy!?" taking a deep breath in then out. " That's kind of all I have got written."

" Woah!" Camila in full shock. " That's very impressive! I can write, but you took that to a whole new level!" Camila complimenting Shawn.

" I started writing at the train station then finished it all at the office," started Shawn.

" So you thought of me, during work?" Blushing Camila.

" Maybe," smirked Shawn.

NEXT CHAPTER SUMMARY

They get back to Shawns apartment. Camila joins Shawn in a " quick " shower. But, something goes wrong.

Find out what happens next in a few days!