You and Me, Forever

Red Carpet

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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://elvisp521.tumblr.com/post/171557166865/running-running
THIS PICTURE 🥺💖💕💗💝😭❤️💘💘 MY HEART WASN'T READY 😭
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Shawn sits in the limo, phone to his ear, pinky in his mouth as he bites at the nail.

"Where are you in line?" He asks turning to look out the back window.

"Shawn I'm not even in line yet, we had an issue with my dress so I'm a little late but I'm almost there." Camila says a little breathless.

"But then you'll be in the back of the line."

"Thank you Captain Obvious." Camila snickers, making him grin.

"Sorry, I was just hoping to do this with you. Makes me less nervous."

"I know baby, I'm sorry."

"No don't apologize it's not your fault."

"Baby you got this, you've done it before you can do it now. I love you and will see you at the finish line."

He sucks in a deep breathe, listening to her words carefully so he can repeat them back to himself during the carpet.

"I love you." He sigh, dropping his elbow off the arm rest and turn a little towards the door, simulating privacy.

"I love you too." Camila says, he can just hear his smile. "Bet you look good Babe, can't wait to see the pictures."

"Bet you look better." He smirks.

"You know it." Camila giggles.

"I gotta go, time to get out." He says watching as the door opens and Andrew stands waving him through.

"Okay, you got it and remember I'll see you at the finish line. Who's with you?"

"Andrew, and Zedd is right behind me."

"Oh I just pulled in line."

"Okay, see you at the finish line."

"Okay Baby."

And with that the line goes dead and Shawn is climbing out of the limo, standing tall to see if he can see the back of the line, yeah not a chance.

He joins his group with a smile and starts his walk on the carpet.

"SHAWN SHAWN! LOOK TO THE LEFT." So he does.

"SHAWN SHAWN TURN RIGHT A BIT." So he does.

"SHAWN WHERES THE GIRLFRIEND?" He smiles, moving his hand to his pocket while he keeps posing for all the cameras flashing at him.

"YEAH WHERE'S CAMILA?!"

"On her way." He says nodding to the photographers before moving on.

"Have you heard anything? How'd he do?" She asks nervously from her limo.

"Just just heard from Andrew, he did great. Zedd was with him, they posed together. Sounds like he had a great time."

"Good job Baby." She whispers to herself.

"He's at the finish line, whatever that means." Her managers reads the text.

She smiles to herself, "When can I get there?"

"We're up right now? Does that help?"

"Yes it does."

She takes the hand she is offered and climbs out of the limo, smoothing out her black dress. Her manager has her train in hand, walking behind her.

"You're up." Her manager says, moving her to the carpet.

They smooth out her dress, and she poses for the camera.

"CAMILA! CAMILA! LOOK DOWN THE MIDDLE!" So she does.

"CAMILA! CAMILA! TURN LEFT BUT LOOK RIGHT!" It's an odd request but she tries.

"CAMILA! SHAWN WAS HERE EARLIER, HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?"

She giggles, "No I haven't yet, he look good?"

She moves further down the carpet and is posing when a cheer erupts.

Then a black blur appears in her vision. She looks left and there running in his very expensive suit is her boyfriend.

He stops short, looking down at her train, and then jumping over it.

"Hey Baby." He says pulling her into a side hug. "That dress looks fucking amazing." He whispers in her ear.

"Hey Babe." She smiles wrapping an arm around him. "Suit looks incredible."

They pull apart to pose for a few pictures. But then Shawn is leaning in her ear again.

"Gonna be the one to take it off me later?"

She's giggling, turning a cute shade of pink, "Gonna help me out of this thing?"

"You bet your very cute ass I am." He nods, making her giggle again.

"SHAWN! CAMILA! OVER HERE!"

"SHAWN! CAMILA! TO THE LEFT!"

"SHAWN CAMILA TO THE RIGHT."

"SHAWN KISS HER!"

Now that's a request he can fulfill.

He leans down, kissing her quickly, taking her by surprise. He pulls away to a little gasp.

She laughs and rests her forehead on his chest.

"I love you, see you at the finish line." He whispers into her ear.

"Can't wait to get to the finish line." She looks up at him. He smirks, quirking a brow for her to finish that thought.

She knows he knows why, but he's a cocky bastard that wants to hear it. But she's a lovesick fool that'll do anything to see his smile.

"That way I can spend the rest of my night with you."

There it is, it's what makes him smile the biggest.

"I love you." He smiles.

"I love you too." She smiles back.

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