You and Me, Forever

#shawnsgettingsometonight

This one's also really short

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Camila's POV

"SHAWN" I called out, closing the front door and dropping my bag on the couch. No reply.

"Shawn?" I called again heading into the kitchen to see it empty. I walk through to the hallway calling his name again.

"Where are you?". Opening the bedroom door I see Shawn laying sideways, facing the windows, back to me, on our bed. Slowly, making sure to make no sound I crept over to the bed.

"Boo," I say, climbing onto Shawn's body so that I was now lying on top of him. He pulls an earplug out of his ear, twisting slightly so he's on his back and wraps an arm around my waist.

"Hey, you're home," he says pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"I missed you," I say looking up into his brown eyes.

"I missed you more," Shawn says giggling, pushing me gently onto the empty space on the bed and climbing on top of me so the positions were reversed. "So much,"

"Yeah?" I ask, pressing my forehead against his.

"Mhmm," He mumbles before kissing me softly. It doesn't last long until he's gone again, the taste of rich coffee which he was previously drinking, left on my lips.

"I was on twitter," Shawn mumbles, kissing me again shortly then pulling back.

"Yeah," I say when he pulls away.

"I saw something interesting," he chuckles, kisses me, then lifts his head up again. "You know how last night you went to the chemist to pick up some items?"

"I did," I confirm, giving him a weary glance.

"Well, a fan might have seen you in a particular isle, taken a photo, put it up and now the hashtag 'Shawn's getting some tonight' is trending,"

"I..I" I mumble, not fully comprehending what happened until it hits me.

"Oh my goodness, this is gold," I say, not being able to stop laughing.

"Camila" Shawn whines, pouting just the slightest. "It's not funny," he says nuzzling his head into my neck while I continue to laugh.

"And this trend?" I ask, finally calming down.

"Number 1," his voice muffled.

I laugh again. "Well I mean, it could be worse," I pause and he raises his head, his eyes meeting mine.

"How could this be any worse?" a smirk etched onto his face.

"At least you ended up getting some," Shawn groans, putting his head back on my shoulder as I laugh again.

Shawn speaks again, "You won't be getting any for the next week,"

I stop laughing.

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