A huge part of me never wanted to leave Banff. Being with Shawn, getting to spend his birthday together and him asking me to be his girlfriend were my favorite parts of the trip.
When we got back to Toronto, we dropped our bags and things at my house and then drove to his parents house. Karen had called while we were driving and told us when we got back into the city that we should stop over. I knew my mom and Sofi were already there so I couldn't help but think this was a celebration of our relationship. They wouldn't be that excited for us to be home otherwise.
As much as I've been on cloud 9 since his birthday, I can't help but feel like the pit of my stomach is going to give out at any time. A small part of me can't believe this is real.. An even smaller part of me thinks I don't deserve any of this happiness with Shawn. He could have any girl he wants and yet he chose me. Sometimes it just doesn't make sense.
Shawn must sense I'm thinking to hard because he looks over at me concerned. "Mila, baby...you have the crease between your eyebrows again. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"
"It's nothing Shawn...I promise babe. Just thinking about what our families have planned for us when we get to your parents house." I lie. I feel bad for lying but I also don't want to ruin the moment by yet again crying for some stupid reason.
Letting it go for now I focus back in front of me. We soon pull into his parents driveway and am met with "Happy Birthday" and "She Said Yes" balloons hanging from the Mendes' mailbox.
"Oh god...seriously...my parents, baby I'm so sorry." Shawn says rolling his eyes.
I can't help but giggle at the annoyed look on his face. Reaching over I kiss him lightly. "It's okay babe...I know they mean well and if I didn't know any better, I'd say my mama is partly to blame for all of this." I smile.
"Ha yeah you're probably right." He smirks as he takes my lips with his again. We share a few short but sweet kisses before he unbuckles me and himself. Hopping out of his side, he jogs over to my side and opens my door. Helping me down, he grabs me by the waist and I flinch slightly. I don't mean to, and I hope that Shawn doesn't notice...but of course he does because Shawn notices everything.
"You okay Banana? Did I hurt you?" He asks, his face filled with concern, his eyes with worry.
"No Canada, I'm fine, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to flinch...I just...I guess I'm a little jumpy and tired from the drive. I'm sorry to worry you." I reach up and kiss his cheek as he nods and takes my hand.
I'm curious now that we are outside of the "Banff bubble" if things will be as easy and comfortable as they were while we were there. Realistically I don't think it will be. We are back in the city and need to give ourselves the chance to see where this goes in the place that holds good and bad memories for both of us.
We are greeted at the door by our sisters who jump and squeal as soon as they see us holding hands walking towards them. They quiet down as we get closer, but look like they are about to burst with excitement at any moment. I'm even more glad now that Sofi and Aaliyah are friends. They get to share in this experience together.
As we enter the Mendes' living room, something yummy invades our noses and we look at each other and smile at the fact we get a home cooked meal tonight.
My mama, Karen and Manny are standing in the kitchen talking when we enter and everything goes quiet and then extremely loud and happy in 0 to 60 seconds. We are bombarded with hugs and kisses on the cheek as our parents welcome us home and celebrate in the joy that their kids are finally together.
I swallow down my fears with every sip of wine I take. I know I'm being ridiculous, but I can't help what I'm feeling. Deciding to drop it for now, I know I'll talk to Shawn about it later, I focus back on celebrating Shawn's birthday again and our announcement of our relationship.
We end up having one of Shawn's favorite meals and my favorite deserts. Everyone is so happy for us. It feels good to know that our relationship is supported by the people we love the most.
As the night goes on Shawn gets a few more gifts and we tell stories about our trip and show everyone the pictures the photographer took. Everyone squeals and "oohs" and "awwws" at the pictures of us. Shawn is beaming and I can only smile.
After a nice night of yummy food and good company we decide to call it a night and head back to my house. My mama and Sofi decided to wait a few hours before they come home to give me and Shawn time to get settled in.
We talked on the trip back about Shawn still staying at my house. I told him that for now I still wanted him and needed him to stay with us, but that I wouldn't be opposed to us sleeping in each other's beds. Sex is out of the question for now, so we will only be sleeping and don't have to worry about disturbing mama or Sofi.
Arriving back home, Shawn again helps me out of his truck and we walk hand and hand into the house, a comfortable silence between us. When we get inside, Shawn grabs our bags and brings them up to my room. We decided on the drive over that we'd sleep in my bed tonight. Shawn drops our bags on the floor and crashes on my bed. He then gets up quickly and takes his jacket and his shoes off before changing into a pair of sweats and I go to my bathroom and do the same.
Walking out of the bathroom I can see that Shawn is fighting sleep until I join him.
Climbing under the covers, I snuggle up to his chest and let the sound of his beating heart lull me to sleep. Right before I close my eyes I hear him whisper "I'm so happy you're mine my beautiful Mila...thank you for letting me in."
A pang of guilt hits me, I know I'm not telling him something but we both need to rest. We can have this talk in the morning. I kiss his chest in response and let sleep overcome me, safely wrapped in Shawn's arms.
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A/n: Shoutout to Sjkaustin for coming up with the "Banff bubble."
Do you guys think our Shawn and Camila's relationship will be able to survive outside the bubble?
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