He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]

"stop doing that!" "doing what?" "acting like you like being with me one second and acting like you hate me the next!" "i think you forget you're the one who gets paid to do this." (lowercase intended!) SEQUEL IS POSTED, ITS CALLED LEARN!! disclaimer: i don't own shawn or any of the magcon boys but i do own leena and her storyline.

"what i've learned, is that when it comes to shawn mendes; it's never easy, but it'll probably end up being worth it." SEQUEL TO HIRED. disclaimer! i don't own shawn or any of the boys but i do own leena and her storyline. rank #501 in fanfiction✨

"are you okay?" "yes, why?" "nothing, i just remember how you used to hate storms."