You and Me, Forever

Overprotective Boyfriend [2]

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/160400835061/his-ego-is-so-visible-i-can-almost-watch-it-grow

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Camila's POV

"What are you doing? Don't fuck with me Shawn!" I scold him, eyes wide in disbelief.

He laughs, snapping the lid closed and putting it back in his pocket.

"Guess I'm fucking with you then," He teases, winking at me.

"Shawn!" I groan, hitting his arm. "Why do you have that ring?"

"Why do you think I have it?" He raises a brow at me.

"Safe keeping?" I ask tentatively.

"Mmhm close," He smirks, leaning against the table.

"Are you seriously doing this? Right here?" I ask, hinting at a marriage proposal.

"Are you asking me if I'm going to ask you to marry me?" He laughs, tilting his head back.

"Shawn," I warn.

"I was going to, until you told me you were joking," his eyes glint with laughter, his tone teasing.

"So you're not going to ask me?" I glare at him although a smile graces my features, not being able to take him seriously when he had that grin on his face.

"Probably not,"

I roll my eyes and pull my hands out of his grip when he tries to reach for them.

"Guess I'm just going to find someone who will then, maybe Simon?" I turn my back on him, glancing at him from over my shoulder, watching his gaze harden.

"Don't you even dare," He says and he's at my side in a flash. "I'm going to be the only man to ever propose to you," Shawn whispers, pressing his lips to mine and just as I begin to respond he's gone and dropping onto one knee.

He reaches into his pocket, pulling out the ring box. He opens it, the diamond shinning up at me on a simple silver band. It was beautiful.

"Camila. Baby, Princess, Sweetie. Honey pot, my sweet pea," Shawn lists all the nicknames he's ever called me and I giggle, happiness overflowing my body. "There are not enough words in the English language to describe how amazing you are. How happy you make me. How you complete me and most importantly how much I love you."

"Everyday I find myself falling more and more in love with you and that astounds me because I never knew that this kind of love was attainable until I met you. You captivate me in every single way and you make me want to be a better me, to keep striving for my dreams and not to give up."

"I love you so much baby, I swear for the rest of my life if you let me I will show you everyday how much I love you. I will be the happiest man on the planet if you would honor me by being my wife. Camila, will you marry me?"

I was frozen, not expecting the speech and the amount of thought Shawn had put into it. My body moves on its own accord, lips whispering my answer before the rest of my body catches up.

Shawn's face breaks out into a massive grin and I chuck my arms around his neck, pulling him tight against my body as the crowd we'd attracted begin to cheer.

"Yes Shawn, a thousand times yes," I cry, wiping a fallen tear off my cheek.

"I love you so much," Shawn says again, meeting my eyes as he slips the ring onto my finger.

"I love you," I reply, pulling him back to me, feeling the heat from his body warm my slightly chilled one. "More than anything,"