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Chapter 27

~Camille~
I laid against Shawn on his bed. My head was on his chest, and I could feel him breathing. We've been sitting here for hours, just talking, and laying together.
Esther bustled through the door. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Laying down." I answer. She runs and starts bouncing on Shawn's bed.
"Stop it, Esther." Shawn groans. "I'm tired." He mumbles.
"We made cookies!" Esther exclaims. He bolts up off the bed and out the door.
"You kid!" I yell at him. He runs back and picks me up and puts me on his back. "Thank you." I say. He starts running down the stairs. We smell chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen. His mom was putting them on a plate.
"Ooooooo, can we have some?" Shawn asked politely. He smiled a cheeky smile at his mom.
"Sure. But don't get to full. We're having dinner soon." She warned. Shawn grabbed 4 cookies and ran up the stairs again, with me on his back.
"Mendes! Slow down!" I order. He slows as we enter his room. He jumps on the bed on his back and I am attacked by Shawn's body.
"Get off me!" I yell. He just lays there, on top of me.
"Ima gonna kill you." I say.
"There. Your Canadian is back. Now I'll get off you." He pulls himself up off me. "You wanted me to be Canadian?" I ask. He shrugs. "We're in Canada. Makes sense, eh?" He says. I giggle at his ways. Man I love this boy.

"How long are we here for?" I asked.

"I switched the dates. We'll be here for two weeks. We will have to leave before our birthday though, we need to get rid of your wheelchair. Then we will come back, when you can walk, for our birthday." He said. Yay, I almost forgot. I can get rid of my wheelchair in a few days.

"Yay I'm sick of this piece of shit that I get to sit in every day!" I say cheerfully. He wraps his arms around my waist and starts kissing my face. He worked his way to my lips, and at that point we were just sitting on his bed, kissing.
Good thing Esther went to play with Aaliyah.
Shawn gripped my waist as he kissed me, softly, but passionately. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip as if asking for entrance. I've never actually had a full on make out session with somebody, and I don't know what to expect. His tongue entered and explored my mouth. I did the same. We kept kissing, just with love and passion. Then, something happened. Aaliyah opened Shawn's door. Oh, shit. She stopped in her tracks and smirked at us. "Am I interrupting something?" She asked. We shook our heads. "Continue." She said and closed the door. "She's a pain in the ass." Shawn says. "Watch your language!" I snap. He puts his hands up. "Hey! You do it all the time!" He defends. I shake my head. "But your the good boy. You have now bad flaws." I say. I kissed his head and fall down on his bed.

"But I wanna be like you." He said. I tisked. "No one does." I mutter. He looks at me concerned. "You okay?" He asks. I nod silently. "I'm fine." I mumble. His mom calls us for dinner. Shawn picks me up bridal-style and takes me down to the kitchen. "Hello family." Shawn says cheerfully. He places me in a chair at the dinner table and sits beside me. He puts his arm around me. His parents look at us.
"Something you wanna tell us?" Mr. Mendes asked. Fuck. We never told them about us dating. Dammit!

"Uuuhh..." Shawn says. "Well?!" His mom urges. "Um, we are kind of, together?" I say. It came out more of a question. I'm worried on what they're gonna say. His mom cheered. "Finally! I knew it! You guys are so cute!" She squealed. His dad shook his head. He called Aaliyah and Esther. They ran down the stairs. "What have you two been doing?" I ask. Esther smiled. "Aaliyah is my new best friend! She showed me all her old dolls! She said I could have them!" She says. I chuckle at my soon to me daughter. We eat some dinner and just talk, like we were one family. It felt right. To right.

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Hey guys! Paige here! I'm the author of this book. I haven't properly introduced myself. Anyway, I hope you like some Canadian shit happening in this chapter. No judging! I'm Canadian myself. To prove it, wait, I have no proof. But trust me! Anyway, hope your enjoying the story. Love ya'll lots! >{Paige}<