𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕒 | 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

A Match Made In Heaven

THIS IS A CONTINUATION OF "Youngblood", "Someone who isn't him", and "Smooth Sailing".

If you for some reason haven't read those ones then I highly suggest you do so you can understand the continuation of this "series".

Enjoy!

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The heartbreak feels cold. It kind of feels like concrete drying into Camila's heavy chest. This heartbreak was unexpected, as most are - one minute, you're on top of the world and then underground the next. Camila sat in her silent room thinking, 'why is that?' Is there a part of Shawn that likes to see her unhappy?

There is a part of Camila that feels low in status, powerless, even. She was starting to hate the idea of dating and love because it clearly wasn't working out for her.

She shoved her face into the cold pillow, wishing that sleep would overcome her and she'd forget, even for just a second, she'd forget about the agony she just went through an hour or so ago. The pain she felt when she saw Shawn with some other women.

Was it hypocritical for Camila to be angry with him for kissing some girl when they weren't together? A little. At the same time, there was a difference. She left the guy for Shawn. She didn't even hug him. He was different.

It hurt the most knowing that he was moving on and hearing him say that it was all just a mistake was unconvincing.

Suddenly, something weighed down her bed and shifting was heard next to her.

A pair of strong, tatted arms slung around her waist, dragging her closer to - him. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he placed a soft kiss onto her ear, "I'm sorry...I love you." He whispered and with that, she fell asleep.

She assumed that it was a dream. It had to be, right? There was no way he felt the same way as her anymore. It was a one sided love and Camila should've known that. She felt stupid for even thinking that for a second, he loved her back.

She came back to reality, like always, her eyes shot open and her body tingled as she saw one of his hands dangled beside her face as the rest of his arm was under her body and his other hand gripping her tightly against his chest.

Slowly, she turned to him, knowing damn well that he was a deep sleeper. Nothing could wake him up. Literally. She wanted to know if he was real life and what she heard him say wasn't just a fantasy she had created in her puzzled mind. She reached out to him, her hand placed onto his face. First, she ran her fingers through his soft curls. Next, she rubbed  her thumb on his pink cheeks. Lastly, she ran a finger over his very kissable lips. He snored, softly and his breathing was even and calm. Unlike Camila, she was a mess. He really was next to her.

He shifted in his sleep, his hands still clung to her petite body.

Taking a risk, she placed a soft kiss to his head, then his cheeks, and finally his resting lips. She didn't think he'd feel it, but he did. Especially that last one.

He smiled into the kiss and he knew she felt it. He shifted and hovered over her, his body pressing into hers. His hands roamed over her body as hers did the same but she settled her hands onto his chest.

Their tongues fought for dominance and their slight moans told the story for them, both. Their kisses, it was a silent declaration of their love for one another. The butterflies that erupted in their stomachs as if it was their first ever kiss with their crush.

They pulled away when air was necessary, their eyes not leaving each other and Shawn still hovering over her, "I love you, Camila. Everything about you and I don't plan on ever stopping." A tear fell from his eye but she swiped it away with her thumb. He softened at her wide smile that appeared on her face. Her eyes still puffy from her crying. "I love you, more." She whispered, contently almost coming out with a tune.

He dipped his head down once more to take in one of her very intoxicating kisses that he terribly missed.

They fell asleep, contently - wide grins on their faces knowing well that they captured each other's hearts and there was no way out of it.

Shawn knew that meeting her for the first time and the time after they broke up was fate. He knew that befriending her was a choice but falling in love, was meant to happen.

They chose each other, and they were willing to repeat that action over and over again. A million times over. Shawn knew that he hurt her several times, yet here she lays, kissing him, hugging him - holding him, like he was her hope.

No one could possibly ever understand what they've been through. No one could ever feel the way they feel for each other. When Camila's in pain, Shawn feels it in his soul. When Shawn's in pain, it pinches at Camila's heart. This wasn't puppy love, this was a match made in heaven.

"I think...I know...I'm going to marry you one day." He whispered into her ear, confidently. His opened, loving eyes staring deeply into hers. She giggled before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a searing kiss. She pulled away and she was almost distracted by him licking his lips, "you make me the happiest girl in the world, never forget that." She played with his messy curls and he smiled, lovingly at her.

This was it, this is what you call...

...a match made in heaven.

A/n

That concludes the series!

Obviously, I'm going to continue on with this imagines book but I thought a fun little series with a bunch of emotions would change it up a bit!

I hope this is a happy enough ending!

Let me know what you thought!