DREAM KINGS (Shawn Mendes x Harry Styles)

C h a p t e r [197]

The next day, I received a text from the place I'm working in. It shocked me to the point I dropped my jaw. They said they will gather and collect all my things because Shawn called them, saying that I won't be working with them anymore. I called them and insisted that I will start working again as soon as tomorrow and kept on apologizing for acting all incompetent throughout the lost days of work.

They said that I have to talk to Shawn because he is the son of the business owner, Rico Mendes.

Upset, I called his number.

"Good morning pretty woman."

"Shawn, why did you tell them to fire me?"

"Oh, they texted you?"

"Yeah they did. You know I can't be stranded inside the house forever."

"I know, I know. Hey.." he sighs, "I'm not tying you down in the house forever, I want you to find another job."

"But I love my job there!"

"Just do what I say. It's for your own good."

"Enlighten me, please. It's not easy to find a job Shawn, if you only knew."

"My father owns that company and I don't want you working for him anymore. I'll tell you when I get home, okay? Don't go out, I already told them to deliver your things there."

"I'm going out. I have to pay for my apartment."

"It's already done. So don't worry."

"Shawn, I didn't ask you to do that."

"I did it voluntarily. If you're going out, don't go alone."

"Alright.."

"If I get to finish this early, I'd get to come home later."

"Don't rush. Work slow but surely. We'll still see each other."

"Yeah. Love you."

"Love you too."

It made me upset at first but thinking about his reason, it made me somehow understand. They don't get quite along and his father doesn't know that I work there yet, if he does, I'll be damned.

My things arrived at 1:00 in the afternoon. Delivered by one of the trusted workers there, all my things are there, pictures, pencils, notes, books, sticky notes and other office things.

Then later, Mom, Dad and I went to my apartment, this is also both their first time to see where I used to live in and embrace my total independence until I had to take a long work break and it just went on and on and on..

Everything there is slightly covered in dust, it's just a week since I visited my place and it's already looking completely abandoned. They helped me clean things up a little, I said I'd clean it by myself in full force as soon I come back.

I went in also to visit my workplace and bid my goodbye to my workmates. They're unpleased and sad but it's just the way it should be, I'll miss them, that's for sure but Shawn said I have to do what he says to get everything out of trouble.

Right after, we went home and had dinner. Mom, Dad and I never had this since I was young, it's like a reunion. They've both grown a little older, they both have tiny white hairs visible on the side of their heads. I guess that's why they're so eager to see me settle with Shawn and make babies. God knows how many.

After dinner, Shawn and I just sent a few texts and went to sleep. I guess he failed to finish his work early hence he also failed to come home today like he wanted.

The next day, as I open my eyes, I felt a heavy weight on my stomach. I looked down and it's an arm, I turn my head to the side to look and it was Shawn. All deep in sleep, even snoring like a purring cat, he must be really tired.

I smiled and cuddled him up, sliding my arm under his head and pulling him close to the side of my chest, he pulls me closer and harder as he tries to get more snooze.

"You travelled a long way just to sleep here." I whisper, "You always get what you want, huh?"

He moans, fixing his head and smacking his lips.

I played with his hair, swirling them with my fingers and it goes back rolling to its state. I run my fingers and exposed his forehead, I leaned in and gave him a kiss, "I love you so much Mr. Jerk ball." I laid my head and rested on his head, and unexpectedly fell asleep back again.

It was 11:30 when I opened my eyes once again, he's still fast asleep. It's half of the day spent and I haven't done anything productive, I carefully took my arm out and gently lifted his arm up and away from his embrace. I was about to stand up when he speaks.

"Where you going Mrs. Jerk ball?"

"You heard that?"

"Of course, and I love you so much too."

"What time did you get here?"

"2 in the morning."

"Who opened the door for you?"

"Your dad. He was still awake watching TV."

"Really. Maybe he's still having sleeping problems all these years."

"Where you going?"

"Uh? It's almost 12. I need to get a shower."

"But you still smell so good. What do you need to shower for?"

"Tell me you slept and not just listened and inhaled my smell."

"I slept. A little. I only woke up when you played with my hair and you took your arm off from my head."

"I'm so sorry."

"No, my eyes were actually rolling at the back of my head while you play with my hair 'cause it feels so damn good."

"Come on, let's go downstairs. Wait, do they know you slept here?!"

"Where? In your room?"

"Yes."

"Nope. And even if they do, they wouldn't have a problem with it."

"I do."

He pouts, "Don't you miss me?"

"I miss you but—"

"Okay, come on, let's go downstairs. I'm starving."