Bliss | Shawn Mendes ~editing~

Bliss | Shawn Mendes ~editing~

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"Stay Bella." I looked up and saw his eyes, filled with tears. "I can't Shawn, I'm not good for you, my life is such a mess. I am such a mess." I shook my head and picked my jacket up, ready to leave and never see him again but he caught my arm before I had the time to do so. "You don't understand." He took my head betwen his hands and pushed his forehead against mine. "I'm in love with you." "It's such a shame that I am in love with you too."
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I never wanted to leave Shawn, not the first time when I left for California to persue my dream, or the second time when I left after seeing him seemingly so happy with Hailey or even today but somehow it always seemed like the right thing to do, and as Shawn kisses the top of my head softly whilst wrapping his arms tightly around me I feel a darkness drawing in. The way he holds me tighter than he ever has before tells me that he feels it too. Squeezing his fingers which are laced between my own I swing my legs around and sit up on the edge of his couch, I feel him moving behind me as he brings himself up to sit next to me "Mila what is it?" His voice is quiet, like he's asking a question that he already knows the answer to "Today has been surreal" "All of it or just us?" "All of it. It feels like a dream... some parts have been more like a nightmare, but this... us, lying together like this, I couldn't have dreamt it, even in my wildest dreams" He smiles at me and then his eyes drop to his knees "Are you sorry?" I ask the question not wanting to know the answer, if he says that he's sorry for what we've done he will destroy me in a way that I will never recover from, but pressing his lips to mine our foreheads meet as he whispers "I will never ever be sorry for a second I spend with you"

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