They couldn't believe it was over, how could this happen, when they thought it meant forever.
Camila couldn't sleep she kept turning and tossing on her bed, she couldn't sleep, she couldn't believe what had happened just hours ago, they had really broken up. Just a day ago at this time she was safe and sound asleep in the arms of Shawn but now everything had changed.
She clutched the silver pendant Shawn had given her on their anniversary, and it gave her some much needed comfort, she hugged a pillow with her other hand and tried to sleep.
Camila woke up a just couple hours later. She groaned because she had a headache because of the crying and sleep deprivation.
She made her way to the bathroom and as soon as the cold water hit her face, she broke down once again in tears. She slipped down on the floor and hugged her knees still sobbing relentlessly. Her mind was invaded by memories, some of love while some of hate. She remembered in her head of the times when Shawn's actions proved how much he loved her but also of all the times when her father hurt her mom and herself.
She pulled onto some of her hair in order to forget the pain of those memories. She pullled herself together, wrapped her wet hair in a towel and explained to herself that her best friend was getting married today and she had to pull it together for today.
She looked in the mirror and sure their were dark circles under her sleep deprived eyes. She put on some make up and tried to look happy but failed miserably. She wore her bridesmaid's dress, but wasn't able to pull the zipper of her dress up.
(Camila's dress)
Shawn's pov:
It was the most miserable night I'd had in years. As I laid in bed, I immediately missed her warmth and her soft skin. It took everything in me, not to go into her room all night, all I wanted was to go and hold her in my arms but now it seemed impossible.
I got up and showered, and there was this heavy feeling in my chest, the feeling of not having her. I thought and thought, did marriage even made sense if I can't have her.
I put on my black tux and there was a knock at my door. I took a deep breath in because I know who it was.
I opened the door and when I saw her in that pastel blue dress it felt like all the air in my lungs got knocked out. She looked so beautiful that it almost felt unreal."Umm...I need a little help here."
A let out a shaky breath I didn't even knew I was holding and gathered myself together."Um..yes..?" I spoke. Fuck Shawn don't be so nervous and awkward I told myself. But what could I do she looked ravishing,
"Can... um..can you help me with the zipper please?" Camila told him nervously looking down at the tiles.
"Okay." I managed to speak out.
Camila turned around. I gulped seeing soft skin of her back in front of me.
I let out another breath and tried to pull on her zipper without touching her because if I did touch her I don't know if there will be anything holding me back.As soon as Shawn's hand made even the slightest contact on her skin, she shivered. Camila knew it was him only for who had such kind of an effect on her.
I took Camila's hair and pushed them to the side and quickly zipped her dress up.
Camila turned around and I was still standing on the same spot. I now realised how close we were standing, her hot breath hitting my face. We both were looking at each other's eyes, conveying our feelings for each other which we knew we couldn't say now.I was about to lean in when my stupid phone started ringing. We both moved a bit away from each other, still a little lost in our dazes.
I looked down at my phone and it was Taylor who was calling me.
"Where are you guys, c'mon now it's my wedding today....okay sorry Joe our wedding today. Now stop having sex , get your butts off and come." Taylor ordered.
"We have to go." I told.
"Shawn...umm..can I ask for another favor?"
"What is it Camila?" I asked looking at her."Can we...can we not tell the group we've broken up for today? I don't want to upset Taylor or Joe on their wedding day. I mean it's okay if you say no." She said nervously fiddling with her fingers.
"Um..no you're totally right. They'll be sad if we'll tell them today and I don't want that." I said trying to push the hurt in my voice down.
"So, let's go." she said offering her hand.
I took her hand in mine and laced her fingers maybe for the last day.A/N : Oh my god, this story is on #12 on the shawmila tag out of more than 1k stories. Thank you so much guys for reading,voting and commenting!♥️
Now are you seriously kidding me this story just jumped to #47 in shawnmendes out of 31.5k stories that's huge guys❤️❤️.
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FanfictionA SHAWMILA STORY Shawn Mendes,28 years old, architect,loves to live. After seeing his best friend getting engaged, thinks it's time for him to find the one and settle down. His biggest fear is to end up alone. Camila Cabello, 27 years old, just got...