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Imagine:
"Go upstairs and get some rest honey," my mum says.
I nod my head obediently and shuffle up to my room. I got picked up today because I wasn't feeling too well, and I was starting to feel hot. I collapse onto my bed and curl up into a small ball, wanting the dull sickness to go away. I reach for my pyjamas and lazily take my clothes off. I grab the shorts and change into them slowly because I feel so sick and painful. I pull my top over my head, but then feel a pair of big hands slither over my waist before pulling me into a big, open hug. I smile immediately.
"Shawn," I whisper. I feel too tired to dress up so I lay there in his arms in just my bra and shorts, my t-shirt still hanging around my neck. "What are you doing here?"
He nuzzles his nose into the crook of my neck, making me laugh. I love it when he does that.
"I heard my baby was ill, so I decided to skateboard back home and visit you."
"Didn't you get in trouble? What about Mum-"
"Shhhh Y/n, it's okay. I just have detention tomorrow. And your mum knows, she thought it would be nice if I came over to visit you."
He pulls the t-shirt off my head slowly and runs his lips along my collarbone before reaching up to the edge of my jaw. He smiles at me and I smile back, his face so beautiful and gorgeous in the dim light of my room.
"You're so beautiful Y/n, has anyone ever told you that?"
I smile again. He always makes me feel so good about myself. "Apart from you, no."
"Well, people should realise that and tell you you're beautiful more often too."
Without letting go of me, he rummages through his bag and takes out my favourite jumper of his. He helps me dress into it, and I can already smell his perfume that I love. My head pokes out of the top and Shawn places his lips onto mine, giving me a soft and sweet kiss. I pull away too quickly and he starts to frown.
I laugh at him and pinch his cheeks. "Stop that. I just don't want you to get ill Shawn," I explain to him.
"I don't care. I'd rather be ill than not kiss you." He leans in again and kisses my lips. I try to push him away but he pushes himself closer to my body until he's lying ontop of me.
"Shawn, move over. You're heavier than usual today."
"That's because you're ill and weak," Shawn says but he rolls over to his side.
I snuggle up close to Shawn and rest my head on his chest.
"Ew, go away Y/n, I don't want your germs," he teases me.
I smirk at him. "You were happy to kiss me just a moment ago. I guess no more kisses for Shawnie boy then..."
Shawn starts to pout and whine. "No fair! I was joking y/n..."
He puts an arm around me gently kisses my forehead before resting his chin on my head.
I let out a huge yawn and close my eyes. "I love you Shawn," I whisper, breathing heavily and slowly.
