You and Me, Forever

Baby If You Hold Me

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

This da link of the original imagine: https://shawnjpeg.tumblr.com/post/179681677370/baby-if-you-hold-me

There are 69 parts to this book. DAMNNNNNN! Also sixty-nine (69) 😏😏'

As you can see I'm ReALlY mature 😂😂 

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The sun setting illuminates the room, flooding in through the lacking barriers. There are coffee cups strewn around them, a box of pizza and half-eaten pie laying beside Camila's feet. Camila sniffs, feeling the slightest bit cold and slips closer to Shawn.

He rolls to his side and reaches for her, wrapping an arm around her body. Camila sighs, as he pulls her even closer to him. "We can always go back downstairs," Shawn reminds, his face falling forward to have his cheek rest against her forehead.

The night time is definitely beginning to settle in and so the cold is picking up. Camila and Shawn decided that they want to sleep on the rooftop tonight, to really take all of the city in for what it offers. You can see the Toronto skyline, topped with the towering CN Tower. The lights flicker and you can hear the distant whizzes of cars and people. Although they have thick to cover them, the Canadian cold can make its way past anything.

"I'm alright," Camila whispers, cuddling herself into his hold. He's always warm but she's the one whose body is a furnace – always hot. It works in Shawn's case because that means she wears less clothing, giving him the opportunity to run his fingers over her exposed skin – also, easier access.

Their stomachs are full from Karen and Manny's dinner and they played a round of football (soccer) with Aaliyah. On top of that, the one hour ride to pickering, back and forth, really managed to tire them out. But they made a promise this morning to each other to sleep on the terrace and so that's how they ended up here.

"I really love this place," Camila whispers, looking up at the night sky. The pollution blocks the beauty and she wishes she can change that (and she is making changes around here). Nevertheless, she guesses being here with Shawn is what makes it all even more prettier.

Shawn tugs at the blanket a little and it lifts it off her side, making a gust of cold wind rush in and bite at her. "Sh-aa-wn!" Camila groans, wrapping her fingers tightly around the blanket and pulling it back over to her side.

"Sorry," Shawn chuckles, leaning down and sloppily giving her a peck. He only manages to kiss her top lip and the area above and Camila shakes her head at his drowsiness.

"I want you close to me, I want you close, I want you closer –" Camila slyly sings, wrapping her arms around him. Shawn laughs, head tipping back and eyes crinkling. Camila smiles gently, wanting to always see him this happy – to be so free of the world and his worries.

"God, Mum got me stuffed," Shawn groans, flopping his head against hers. Camila groans, bringing a hand up and rubbing the spot he just hit. Shawn slaps her hand away and places another sloppy kiss to her forehead.

Camila tilts her head up and looks at him. She puckers her lips and Shawn immediately tips his head down to kiss her. He scoots down a little to get to her level.

His eyes droop and he pulls away. His lips, however, are too soft and Camila wants to kiss him some more. So she leans forward and places a hand on his cheek, giving him another kiss. It is soft and brief but then again it means everything.

"I love you," Camila whispers against his voice.

"Hmm," Shawn weakly replies, "I love you . ."

Camila giggles, placing another kiss to his lips. They're so addictive. They're soft and smooth and velvet-like. They ignite her and flood her with energy. But, right now, that is not happening.

As Camila pulls away, Shawn scooches down further and lolls his head onto her chest. His legs entangle with hers and his arms wrap around her waist.

Camila's fingers slip into his hair and they scratch it on his scalp, trying to relieve him of any lingering tensions. He gently moans, sinking further into her hold. His mouth opens and presses over the swell of her left breast before his cheek moves there instead.

Camila pushes his hair back and makes him tip his head back. He hums, eyes fluttered shut as Camila leans down and captures his lips in another kiss. She cannot believe that Shawn is hers. It's been a little over a year and she really cannot believe it.

He's everything to her.

Her lips nip at his and he puts in the effort despite his tiredness, giving her consecutive pecks. Camila giggles against his lips, her heart fluttering with the love she holds for him.

"This is nice. . I wish we can do this more often," Camila mumbles, lips hosting over his, teasing him gently. She knows he's asleep but she cannot help herself.

Neither can he, because he softly whimpers and puckers his lips, eyes still closed. Camila smiles, pressing her lips against his. It's a little more intense, his mouth opening up, to have her tongue flick against his before drops his head back down and pulls away.

Shawn's eyes flutter open and he looks at her. His Bambi eyes reflect the specks of green that are shining bright, a little extra because he is beyond happy with where he is with life. "Well, you can move in, you have my keys anyway," Shawn yawns, coddling into her chest.

Camila's heart flips. "Wait what?"

Camila and Shawn have been dating for a year. However, Shawn is an internationally-famous singer and so he's out on tour. So, they took things extra slow (except for sex, because, well, how are we kidding?). It allowed them to get a better chance to familiarise themselves with each other.

"Honey, I know this is exciting but really not that much? If you think about it, you practically live at my house," Shawn rushes, too sleepy to be awake for much longer.

Camila picks up on this and questions him, "You're not saying this because you're tired right?"

"No, I was gonna ask anyway but things got in the way," Shawn states, his eyes opened up wide to give her the utmost attention. "I want this because I love you."

"I love you too," Camila automatically says. It's true that she lives at Shawn's. When he's back, she's there, having packed her bags and moved in for how long he's going to be there. It saves the time and if they both are being honest, they love doing domestic chores together. And so she says, "Okay."

Shawn grins and once again reaches for her lips, his lips practically falling onto hers. "I'm still really tired so can we celebrate and figure it all out in the morning? I still love you."

"Okay, baby boy, go to sleep," Camila whispers out, not trying to startle him out of his sleep or anything. Plus, she needs some time to tame his heart.

He grins, placing his smile over hers and giving her brief kisses that make her melt.

Soon, they both are asleep under the night sky, wrapped in each other's arms and the future looking bright. 

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