The Cure • S.M •

17. The raptors game

Shawn's p.o.v
My eyes slowly opens. I'm feeling tired and I'm all sweaty. That was the better night of my entire lifetime. Y/n's is resting on my chest. I feel her slow breath on my naked skin. She's still asleep. My fingers are running on her shoulders. I'm thinking of last night. I've had sex with other girls, but not like that. It's never been as good as with y/n. She showed me how much she loved me and I returned her love. I know she's the one for me. Brian once told me that there's  a big difference between thinking someone is good for you and knowing this person is the one. You can't explain how you know it, you just know. You cannot explain either how much you love this person, you just do. You love this person more than you love yourself. And with y/n, I know it. I know she will be the one for me and no matter what, we'll go through it.
I sight of joy and love,glancing at her asleep body, I love every breath she sights, every words she says, every laugh she does. I just love her so much.

I feel my girlfriend's breath on my chest going faster and her hands moves on my skin. She's awake. Y/n moves up her head and glances at me, a smile on her beautiful sleepy smile. She looks so beautiful. She doesn't even need makeup. Her eyes are filled with love for me and proudness of both of us together. "Good morning, Shawn" she murmurs. I lean in to slightly kiss her lips. They are fluffy and red because of our kisses last night. When I back up, looking at her I sight one again with a smile on my face. "God I'm so lucky" I tell her and she smiles.  I don't think she gets what I'm trying to tell her. "What do you mean by that baby?" She says while laughing. "Nothing, I'm just glad I met you and that you're mine, I love you" I reply and her smile becomes larger.
We both lay In bed, cuddling each other and get out of bed an hour later.

I take a quick shower and dress up with my usual black skinny jeans with my Harvard hoodie . I lay on the couch watching tv while y/n is showering. We're supposed to go to the raptors basketball game today. Y/n is more into hockey but since we're not in the season she'll be with me at the game today. I realize it's the very first time we show up in public. Sure media talked about rumours that 'Shawn Mendes was dating a mysterious girl' and
I want to show my fans I have someone in my life that I love. I hope my fans will like her and don't throw hate on her. Y/n is such a wonderful person, she doesn't deserve hate. I'm deep in my thoughts when the bathroom door opens. Y/n is wearing a simple raptors hoodie that she borrowed from my closet to be more in the basketball mood. She also wears blue ripped jeans with a small black purse.

I know it's nothing too big or dressed up, but she's stunning. I literally run to her and take her in my arms, what causes her to laugh out loud. I kiss her whole face with cute small kisses. She hugs me so tight, like if my girlfriend wouldn't want to let me go. We both look at each other and kiss. She looks so tiny in my arms. I'm 6'2 and her little 5'2 looks so small besides me but I love it , she is beautiful.  She grabs the condo's keys and we lock our door. I like calling this our house. I found my other half that even shares my house with me.  We up in the Jeep and start driving to the ScotiaBank Arena for the game. I put a hand on y/n's thigh as my song If I cant have you comes at the radio. "Hey that's you!" Y/n almost yells As she starts to sing my song.

When we met, she didn't know who I was or any of my songs, now she supports me and I love seeing her sing in my songs, I join her and we scream the lyrics.

Arriving at the arena, I feel y/n getting nervous, my fans will take pictures and meet me, I don't know either y/n if they will love seeing us together, it's been 4 years since my last relationship and they shipped it because Camila is also famous. If they don't like my girlfriend, well I don't even want to think about this. They will love her because she is adorable. Y/n grabs my arm and stay close to me. I kiss her hair and we walk in the arena. I see some people looking towards us and smiling, jake, my bodyguard, is having my back so that nobody comes close to me. I usually love tanking pictures with fans but today is my date with y/n, I wanna be all with her. The game is about to start so we seat and wait for the players to come. I grab y/n's and and she intertwines our fingers. Our joined hand lays on her thigh. People are taking pictures of us and I smile to them.

"Baby, don't panic but there  is people taking pictures of us and I think they like what they are seeing" I whisper in my girl's ear. She looks at the directions I'm pointing her and sees the paparazzi.
She smiles to them a bit and they continue taking pictures. I smile and wrap my arm around her shoulders. The game starts and we watch it. Y/n surprises me because she knows the rules and the players, she really loves sports. At the middle of the game, I hear loud cheering and people screaming "SHAWN!". I wonder what it is. I look up to what's above me and....

Y/n's p.o.v
We're at the ScotiaBank arena for the raptors game. Shawn slightly press my thigh, I look at him, hearing people shouting and laughing screaming Shawn's name. Shawn's face is a bit amused, he as a small grin on his face. His eyes points at the ceiling and now I get it. Above our heads, there's a huge screen that is supposed to show the points. But we don't see any pointing, there's a huge heart with our face in that heart. That's a kissing cam. They saw that the famous man Shawn Mendes wasn't alone at the game so they wanna know if I'm his girlfriend. My boyfriend glances at me, a smirk on his beautiful perfect smile. He wants it and I want to show people I love my boy. I grab his neck, out my finger in his curly brown hair and I press on his neck so that he leans in for my lips. 

As his fluffy lips meets mine. The whole crowns starts to applause and cheer for us. Screaming and jumping up of their seats. I smile through our kiss,  they like me so far. Shawn and I back up from our kiss and look at each other, I turn my head and look upper, the screen is back to the pointing. The crowd is cheering and applauding for us even if the basketball game is continuing. We catches all the attention. Shawn puts a arm around my shoulders and grabs my hand. The game continues and the raptors win the game. We come back home and already go to bed and watch Netflix while cuddling together.

{3 WEEKS LATER}
September is slowly starting and fall is slowly installing in Toronto. It's been 3 weeks and a half since the raptors game. I saw lots of paparazzis taking pictures of us when Shawn and I we're out. I made my Instagram private so that nobody knows my life just by pictures. Shawn's tour is almost done, there's only the Canadian leg left, some Canadians cities and after he will start his studio work for his fourth album. Tonight is the largest show. His dream is coming true. My boyfriend will sing at the Rogers centre, the largest show he has done. A stadium, 53 thousands of people. He's amazing.  When I woke up this morning, Shawn wasn't next to me in bed.

He was downstairs, in our living room. He has his fingers on his chin and he walks back and forth from the tv to the couch. I glance at him with curious eyes. "Shawn, what are you doing there?" I ask, wondering what's up with him. He looks at me and grabs and pulls his fingers in his hair. He seems furious but not at me, at him. Oh I know him well enough to see he's having an anxiety attack. "Babe! You don't understand, Shawn starts, I can't do this tonight! It's way to big! "His eyes are tearing and filling with tears. I can't stand seeing him like this, crying because he puts too much pressure on himself. I reach for him and cups his face, my hands looks so small on his cheeks but I stare deep in his eyes. "Shawn listen to me. You are the most amazing singer and man I've ever met. The Roger centre isn't even big enough for what your talent is worth!
You will go on stage, perform, think about your girlfriend, your family and fans who are so proud of you and what you accomplished okay? You can do-" I get interrupted by Shawn who's presses his lips in mine and grabs my hand who were still on his cheeks.

Later on the day, Shawn and I leave for the stadium. He is all smiles for that show. His mood from this morning is gone to let the place for an happy man who can't wait for his show. I don't know what made him so excited and happy. He takes my hand and I follow him into a small room. There's white walls, a mirror, a small closet with a black slipcover hanged in it. His box to get ready before the show. He changes in black skinny jeans and a silk dark red long sleeves buttoned shirt. He puts gel into his hair and waves them. "How do I look?" He asks me while I put my hand around his waist. "You look like the greatest man alive, like my awesome boyfriend who will perform his first stadium, and I love you" I answer him and I kiss Shawn. God I love him. I want to see him perform, I saw videos and he looks so happy on stage.

Shawn's p.o.v:
Today's the day. I'm in my underfloor trap, I hear the crowd screaming. The music going louder. I feel my bones going stretcher, my heart squeezing from good stress. My first stadium. the traps open, I quickly and in panic check the back pocket of my jean, it's still there. I take the hugest breath I ever took. The traps opens, I turn my head and glance at y/n, she's looking at me, a large smile on her face. I wink at her and send her a kiss from where I am. My guitar on my back, it's the time. I walk up the stairs, and get on stage...