Our Dance: Shawn Mendes ✔️

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Lila Hamilton
-flight to Paris

"I'm so glad you got the private plane, he's a mess" Shawn says as I walk up and down the isle with Haven in my arms, rocking him gently but he was a blubbering mess.

"Andrew helped me with that" I tell Shawn. "Why won't he stop crying?" I sigh, stopping in front of Shawn.

"Give him to me, let me try"

Haven fusses under his blanket so Shawn removes it and takes the crying baby in his arms and I sit beside him.

That's when Shawn begins mimicking Haven, fake crying.

"What're you doing?" I hold in my laughter.

"I saw this video on twitter and look it's working, he's stopping" Shawn proudly smirks.

Havens lips quiver, his eyes still watery but he was calming down. "Let me feed him now" I take him back on my lap.

"Hi Havey baby, are you done crying? Cause I have a savage headache now and I bet you're even annoying daddy . Also, we have seven hours to go, so if you want to sleep, now would be the time-"

"You're going crazy"

"I am not" I lift my top, moving my bra out the way which got Shawn's attention. "I take it back, you are not crazy" he brings his bottom lips between his teeth.

"Stop it" I elbow his side then bring haven up to my breast.

"You did that on purpose" he puts an arm around my shoulder, looking right into my eyes with no fear.

"I did. Just like you did with the mistletoe"

"Hmm I'll get you back but when we get to the hotel, you're all mine" he winks and its a good thing I'm sat down, otherwise my knees would've given up on me.
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I booked the same hotel we stayed at last time and as soon as I opened the doors I felt nostalgia, just remembering how good it felt to be by Shawn's side after everything and how epic I felt that day when he proposed.

Shawn places a hand on my back as we walk into the room. "I'll put Haven down", he was completely knocked out since he stayed up the whole flight either crying or playing with Shawn.

"I'll put our bags down" he says.

I put Haven down in the middle of the large bed since there was only one bed and we didn't put out the travel cot yet. I leaned down kissing the top of his head and what he does next just reminds me of why I love being a mother; he smiles in his sleep.

"Everything okay?"

I hum, standing up straight. "He just smiled" I grin.

Then Shawn had the exact smile on his face. Maybe I am going crazy.

He takes my hand, bringing it up to his lips to kiss my knuckles. "Let's go out to the balcony", he leads me out. I leave my phone with the monitor on.

The cool air chilled my skin, I tug my long beige coat closer to my body but it didn't help. I'm sure Shawn notices, he takes his scarf off and puts it on me, then he pulls me closer.

I'm glued to his body, my head buried into his fluffy jacket and I put my hands in his pockets as his go around my body, rubbing my back to get me warm.

For minutes it's silence. We're just looking around, taking in the sheer beauty of the Paris and the picturesque views we had.

"I'm so lucky to have you-"

"I'm the lucky one" he quickly says.

I shake my head, although I couldn't see him I could picture his handsome face, blushed cheeks and a smile to make me all soft.