The One After [SHAWN MENDES]

The One After [SHAWN MENDES]

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He said he loves me. Shawn actually said the words I've never wanted anything more in my life, yet for some reason...it doesn't feel right. Is it because he said it when I was falling apart? Or because it was only in response to me pathetically bringing up how I feel again? I don't want pity-love. I want love that's like exploding fireworks. I want love that doesn't leave me with doubts. I want love that inspires songs. I need to be loved for who I am, not because he misses me or is lonely. I want it to be easy, not so painfully hard. I don't want to feel like he's settling for me after having lost the person he truly loves. Mostly I want him to love me more than he's loved anyone else, and I know that's not possible. Highest Wattpad rankings: #1 in #shawnmendes 5/10/22 #1 in #mendes 4/4/22 #1 in #shawn 5/12/22 #1 in all three at the same time 6/5/22
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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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