"So, what is your favorite color?." Shawn says as he sweetly caress over my back as I am still laying on his chest. It has been at least 30 minutes since we had sex but neither him or I have felt the urge yet to move. I lift my head up slightly and give him an amused smirk.
"Is this what you always say to girls after you had sex with them?.""No and it's not like I have slept with countless girls, if that is what you think."
I snort loudly and mumble 'sure' and rest my head on his chest again. He is handsome, extremely fit, famous and even sweet. That is a rare combination. I don't think that there is any woman, in the right mind, will ever turn him down. I am sure that people would even pay him for sex. That sounds weird but you get my point.
"I swear. I think I have had sex with around the 10 or 11 girls." Okay, for someone like him, that is not that bad. I know guys who had sex with over 100 girls and they are not even half as attractive as Shawn is.
"Why? You are a single guy. I think every man on this planet would say that you are crazy." I know how man think. They wouldn't care who it would make them look. Not like girls. If you are a girl and sleep with many guys, than you are automatically a whore but not with guys. Life is really unfair sometimes.
"Yeah but I have also a reputation. I cannot go sleeping around. I would forever have the stamp of 'fuck boy'. It would damage my career."- makes sense. "And I thought that we had something serious going on."
I til my head up to look at him. "Yes? I guess we do, why?."
"Because you said "you are a single guy" and not were."
"Well, technically you still are but don't go sleeping around now. I would still cut your balls off if you do."
"Remind me to never make you angry. You are one crazy girl if you are mad."
"I only get crazy if you make me crazy."
"Alright Rocky."- he squeeze my hip softly, followed by a soft chuckle. I love that sound. "So, tell me. What is your favorite color?."
"I think white or soft pink. Yours?."
"Blue."
"I figured."
"Why?."
"I don't know. You looked like a guy who's favorite color is blue." Did you ever noticed that 9/10 guys always say blue as their favorite color? It's true.
"I look like a blue guy?."
"Yeah. I guess you do."
"Your mind is really fascinating."
"So I have been told."
"You are telling all your boyfriends the same thing?."
"Yeah. I told all 150 guys I dated the same thing." I joke. Of course I haven't dated 150 guys. That would have meant that I would have dated every month a different guy. That is almost impossible. Okay, well... I know girls who do that but that is not really my style.
"Weirdo." He mumbles mostly to himself. "But seriously though. How many guys have you dated?."
"Like dated or a serious relationship with?."
"You only have had a relationship with Seth, right?."
"Yeah.." traumatizing was that relationship. After him I never really had the urge to settle down with anyone. Well, that was until I met Shawn of course.
"And how many guys have you dated?."
"There was Jack, Thomas, Liam, Noah, James, Lucas, Oliver, Benjamin..." I burst out in a loud laughter as I see Shawn's face. "I am kidding. You should have seen your face."
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Rose [S.M]
FanfictionI got you this rose And I need to know Will you let it die or let it grow? This is a story about a small town girl who meets Shawn Mendes during her internship abroad. Who knew that falling in love with a mega star would be so easy? But that the r...