One Night || Shawn Mendes ||

13

This wasn't supposed to happen.
He wasn't supposed to be in my bed and I wasn't supposed to be laying on his chest hearing the sound of his heart beating.

"Why do we keep doing this?" I finally spoke after a long silence between us.

His hands lightly caressed my messy hair away from my face, tucking some lose strands behind my ear. He let out a small sigh making me rise up and down.

"I don't know. I mean I do in my own preceptive. But I can't speak for us both. I don't regret it Kat, do you?" His warm hand resting on the side of my cheek, the warmth of his breath meeting with my clammy forehead.

I didn't regret it but I know this isn't right. I couldn't keep going back and forth with myself when it comes to him, and that's exactly what it was always coming down to.

"I do and I don't. I just — before I could say anything more my phone began to ring.

Shawn grabbed it from the nightstand making me sit up beside him as he handed it to me, his eyes looked so solemn.

"Hello?" I quickly answer not even looking at the Id.

It was Max!

His voice quickly sent a shiver down my spine and I felt lightheaded and slightly nauseated.

"What do you want?!" I couldn't hide the annoyance  in my voice, clearly Shawn began to get up and he rested his back on the headboard watching me as I eyed him quickly and then looking down at the ruffled bedsheets and our scattered clothing around the foot of the bed.

"We need to talk Kat." Was all I could hear before I saw Shawn getting up out of the bed.

I head the phone down to cover me speaking to Shawn.

"Where are you going?" I asked feeling a tug in my chest as his back no suddenly faces me.

"I should go, I don't want this to be anymore of a mistake to you." His voice trembled a little but he quickly cleared his throat and he got off the bed and began to look for his clothes.

"Do you hear me Kat. I want to see you, we should properly talk about this break. I'm sorry gatita."

I hear him but I can't take my eyes off Shawn and how he's about to leave and not fight to stay like he usually has or would.

My heart was racing, I was literally naked in my bed struggling with what to say and to whom at this moment.

Shawn was halfway dress and I suddenly hung the phone up throwing it somewhere on to the bed as I got up off it wrapping my bed in the light thin sheet.

"Hey. Don't. Don't. Go?" I stammered as I walked over to him grabbing on his arm to stop him.

His hair was a tousled mess, running his fingers through it and pushing the loose strands back before looking at me. His beautiful ember eyes meeting mines and I couldn't draw myself to look anywhere but at him.

"Kat, you clearly have other things you could be doing — he began but I quickly rushed into him kissing him hard on the lips slightly missing his entire mouth but not caring.

He caught me in his arms, wrapping them around my body and smiling into our kiss. "Your one confusing woman, you know that right?"

I nuzzled my self into his chest, "I know. I'm sorry. It's just we can't be anything with a label, it's not possible. But I do like being with you. Around you when I can."

"Me too Kat. Me too." Was all he said before my phone starting vibrating on my bed making this loud buzzing sound.

Shawn stepped back and out of the brief embrace, running his hands through his hair. "Want to get that?" He asked his voice sounded a slight of irritation.