You and Me, Forever

I Can't Sleep

Please ignore da crappy title. LITERALLY CAN'T Think OF AnY gOoD tITlEs

Disclaimer: THIS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.

This is a converted imagine off of Tumblr. All credit goes to owner/ writer.

This da link of the original imagine: https://welldamnshawn.tumblr.com/post/157096281401/do-you-even-know-what-time-it-is-right-now

This one is pretty short.

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Camila's POV

Once again I turned on my side and stared at the dark walls of our shared bedroom. We had gone to bed hours ago yet sleep just didn't seem to succumb to me. I hated not being able to fall asleep and the hours that would be wasted by just laying there unable to get a wink of shut eye. Peeling one eye open, I checked the alarm clock. Bright green numbers of 3:12 stared right back at me.

Flipping onto my other side I stared at the exposed back of my boyfriend. I couldn't help but admire the flat planes of his shoulder muscles and how it dipped and curved. Lifting a hand, I gently traced a track down his spine, watching as tiny goosebumps appeared in its wake. Can't help but to smile, I found joy in being able to produce such a reaction out of him.

Sliding closer to him, I wrapped one arm around his waist while nuzzling my face softly into his back. I felt him move softly and for a second I thought he had woken up but when he didn't move again, I let the thought go. I didn't know whether it was not being able to sleep that was making me so emotional but tears sprung into my eyes and leaked down my cheeks. When I felt Shawn move again I knew I had finally woken him up.

"Baby," I heard his rough voice murmur as he turned around to face me.

"Yeah?" I returned quietly, wishing that my voice didn't sound as weak as I thought it did.

"Do you even know what time it is right now?" Shawn drew out to me.

"It's 3:12," I said quietly. He chuckled, draping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer. There was a faint light coming through the windows, illuminating Shawn's face and I raised my hand again to rest on his jawline. Rubbing his jaw softly, I could feel the tiny hint of stubble which would be gone after his shower. Then he noticed my tears.

"What's wrong Camila?" Shawn asked immediately.

"Nothin'. Just tired" I mumble.

"Why were you crying then?" He asked, pressing his forehead to mine as I wrapped one leg around his legs pulling him impossibly closer.

"Just stressed 'cos I couldn't fall asleep" I whisper into the crook of his neck where my head currently laid. His hand was running through my hair, whether he noticed he was doing it or not.

"Want me to stay up until you fall asleep?" Shawn murmurs softly.

"You have to go to the studio in about-" I look at the clock, "4 hours"

"I don't mind baby, I want to make sure you get some rest" our gaze meets in the dim lighting.

"Will you sing to me?" I ask shyly, tucking my head in his chest again.

"What song?" Shawn asks, his fingers still tugging my hair gently.

"Bad reputation" I answer immediately and Shawn chuckles at my immediate response.

"Anything for you" he says and I feel myself fall into the black abscess of sleep as his voice softly fills the room. "She's got a bad reputation.."

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