DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

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We then went to the park where coming here makes me feel old because it brings too much good memories.

In one of the swings, he sits down, then taps the other one beside him. I went and sat and there, we talked about life for hours. About the future. About what we both want and what we'd do to get all if it.

When the sun's about to go down, we head back home and smelt mom's cooking soon as we reached the door, making our stomachs grumble. We ate dinner, did the same thing afterwards then upstairs to sleep. But this particular night, some genius plan Shawn had is to sneak into my room and sleep with me instead.

"What're you doing here?"

He puts his arm around me with his eyes closed, "Shhhh.."

"Oh no, don't shush me Mendes. Why are you in my room?"

"Because I want to. Can we just sleep?"

I groan, "You're gonna be so dead if mom finds out you're sleeping in my room."

"I don't think so, she even wants us to give her her grandchildren, remember?"

"But we're not gonna do that unless we're married."

"I know."

He lays his head on my collarbone and wrapped his arm around my stomach. I can feel the warm air blowing from his nose on my chest. He cuddled his way to sleep and I did too.

A familiar voice calls.

"You set me free.."

"Hello?"

"You set me free May Archer.."

"Shawn?"

Then a loud thud as if someone fell on the ground and the rest was just pure silence.

"Shawn? Hello?"

Another voice spoke.

"How's life May? Seems like everything is going according to your pleasures but it won't take long because.."

Someone grabbed me from behind. Pressing my shoulders and dragging me backwards, slipping down on the ground that made me open my eyes from the frightening dream.

I breathe fast, catching my heartbeat. Shawn was quick to come to my aid and it's 3:00 in the morning.

"Hey. What's wrong?"

I shook my head, "N–Nothing. Just a scary dream."

He puts his arm behind me and rubbed my back gently, "I'm here, I'm here."

I nod.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

"No, I'm okay. Let's just.. go back to sleep."

"You sure?"

"Yeah.."

We lay back down, he hums me a song. A sweet impromptu lullaby, like an angel cradling me to drift back to sleep until I did unnoticed.

The next day, I woke up still wrapped around his strong arms. Quietly, I just laid myself comfortably with his gorgeousness close to me. I'm glad he slept with me, or else I would have been so afraid to go back to sleep.

He moans and smacks his lips a couple of times before opening up his eyes. He pulls me closer and tighter.

"Good morning beautiful."

"Morning.."

"How are you feeling?"

"Good." A short pause. Then I looked up at him, "Thank you."