"Emiko!!" One of my sisters yelled from downstairs.
"What do you want from me?!?" I yelled jokingly, leaning on the railing.
"Uh, get your boyfriends out of my living space," Sierra replied, and I could tell she was glaring by the tone of her voice.
"She's only dating one of us!" Shawn yelled.
"You mean 2 of us?!?" Nash yelled back as I walked down the stairs,
I got down the stairs just in time to see Shawn throw a purple ball at Nash's face.
Gilinsky, Johnson, Cam, Matt, Carter, and Taylor started laughing while Nash glared at Shawn, who was smiling innocently.
"Shawn! Bad dog!" I yelled jokingly and he growled playfully, getting up and walking over to me.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and tucked his head in the crook of my neck, growling softly.
"Shawn!" Nash said, standing right behind him with water in his mouth.
Shawn turned around cluelessly and Nash squirted the water in his face.
Everything was silent for a second, I was assuming that everyone was measuring his reaction in their heads.
His mouth was opened as he wiped the water off of his face.
Silently, he walked into the bathroom, which was right next to the downstairs living room.
"He's gonna murder you," Laya whispered, looking around as we all nodded in agreement.
I knocked on the bathroom door, and the door opened to reveal a shirtless Shawn.
I stared for a second, probably drooling. Thank everything holy that I have a sexy werewolf soul mate/boyfriend.
"Done staring yet?" He asked, smirking.
My face got hot as I nodded, allowing him to let me into the bathroom with him.
"My shirt is all wet, can you put it in the dryer for me?" He asked, giving me (as ironic as it sounds) a puppy dog face.
He had very nice abs, just sayin'.
"Are you mad at Nash?" I asked suddenly, sitting on the counter and swinging my feet.
"Not really, it was a joke. I'll be sure to get him back later though," he said, a devious smile present on his face.
My thinking returned to Cayla, and all the bad things that have been happening lately.
"I'm sorry," I said, looking up at him.
"For what? Babe, what's wrong?" He asked worriedly, tilting my head up so he could see me.
"I bet that before I met you guys your lives were perfect, and me and my vampire drama and friend drama almost killed you all," I sniffled, tears filling my eyes.
"Stop. Stop right there. Do not ever blame yourself for the things that have happened, if anything, my life is more perfect with you in it. All the boys are so happy, fame has always hid every imperfection and all the unhappiness, but now there's not any unhappiness to hide. Please don't say that, I love you and I never want to be away from you," he said softly, and I hugged him bare chest.
He was really warm, which I knew was because of his werewolfy-ness, if that's a word.
He kissed my forehead just to pull back and kiss my lips slowly.
I pulled away and stuck my hand in the sink, flicking water at him.
"Oh it's on!" He yelled playfully, grabbing a water bottle that was on the sink and chasing me out of the bathroom.
"Guys! Help!" I yelled, jumping on top of the couple and huddling into them.
Nash lifted me up and threw me at Cam, who was on the chair.
"Go! Run he's coming!" I yelled, slapping his muscly arm.
Melissa started laughing, knowing our friendship. He picked me up and ran upstairs. I heard Shawn's heavy footsteps on the staircase so I jumped out of Cam's arms and, grabbing a full water bottle, hid under the table.
"Where is she?!?" Shawn growled playfully, pointing the sink squirter at Cam's face.
"I don't know!" He yelled back, putting his hands up to surrender.
"You hesitated!" Shawn yelled, making an adorable scrunched up face and squirting him in the face, getting water all over his shirt.
"No I didn't!" He yelled back, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing his (also very attractive and defined) abs.
"My girlfriend is somewhere in here! Put your shirt back on!" Shawn yelled, glaring at Cam.
"My girlfriend is downstairs and you're shirtless!" Cam retorted, glaring back.
"Touché," he said, raising a challenging eyebrow.
"Just don't hug her or pick her up like that," Shawn added, getting protective.
I rolled my eyes, sneaking out from under the table to go around to the other entrance to the kitchen, and pouring water on Shawn's head from behind.
He gasped dramatically, slipping in the water and falling on the floor, groaning.
"Are you okay?" I asked, leaning down next to his face.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me on top of him, so I was immediately soaked.
"Shawwnn," I whined, slapping his muscly arm.
"Sorry beautiful, that was revenge," he said, holding me and kissing my temple.
"Wanna go get Gilinsky?" I asked, sitting up quickly with a grin on my face.
"Heck yeah," he replied, a sly smirk on his face.
I hoped this whole acting-like-normal-non-supernatural-teenagers thing works out.
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Mate//Werewolf Shawn Mendes
Fanfiction***Completed with sequel*** •READ AT OWN RISK-NOT EDITED AND I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 13• Emiko and Cayla expect to have a nice vacation in LA and go to their favorite youtubers/viners meet and greet, but end up finding out they're a huge part of one...
