"I love you, Shawn."
His face lit up. "Oh god, Josie. You have no idea how badly I needed to hear that!"
He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms. I let him hold me for a bit before I sat back up.
"I don't know how we are going to make it work, though. You have all this guilt about the hit and run, and even though I forgive you, it's always there, lurking at the back of my mind," I said.
"I know. Believe me, I know. I have thought about this a lot. It will not be easy, and maybe we'd need help dealing with it, but it's worth trying since we love each other."
"By help, do you mean counseling?" I asked.
"Yeah. I used to see a therapist, and I talked to him about this, obviously as a hypothetical situation. He said a couples counselor could help us if we got back together. He said our problem is not really unlike when one spouse cheats. There's guilt and anger and the memory of what happened."
I was blown away that he was so committed to us having a healthy relationship.
"What if therapy doesn't help?" I asked nervously.
"We love each other. We can overcome anything. I know it," he assured me.
"I know we weren't ready right after my sentencing. I don't think it would have worked while we were in school, because I think we both still had growing to do."
"I've been denying my feelings for years," I said quietly. "I've never even looked at another guy, but I didn't want to admit that it was because I loved you."
"You should know that I've been with other women," he said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I went on a spree of one night stands trying to see if any of them would end up like our hook up did. I even dated a few women regularly, but it just didn't feel right. It always felt like cheating."
"We weren't together. You were free to do whatever you wanted," I told him.
I meant that, too. I could not hold what he did while we were broken up against him. That would not be fair.
"So we're back together?" he asked, taking my hands in his. "You want to give this a shot?"
I leaned over and kissed him. "Yes. I'm yours and you're mine again."
We spent the morning in bed, ordering room service for brunch. We parted ways around 2:00 so we could start getting ready for the ceremony. I had to meet all the girls in the bridal suite at 3:30.
I debated whether I should tell Bridget and Morgan. I decided not to say anything before the ceremony since this was Morgan's day, and I wanted all the focus on her. Shawn and I would be together at the reception, and our friends would see. There was no need to make a big announcement.
It felt very different getting ready for this wedding than it had for Bridget's. In June, I'd felt some sadness about having no hope for love and marriage on my horizon at all. I wasn't going to assume Shawn and I would get married, but at least I was loved by someone.
"You look like the cat that ate the canary," Bridget said as we walked to the chapel a few minutes before the processional would begin.
"I love weddings!" I replied, though obviously my happiness was due to reuniting with Shawn.
As Morgan and Kurt started to exchange vows, I found myself looking over at Shawn. He was looking at me, too. We held eye contact for several seconds. I bit my bottom lip and he winked at me. Some things never changed.
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Hit & Run [Shawn Mendes]Fanfiction
Accidents happen. 17 year old Joslyn Grant is struck by a car after work one night. The driver flees the scene, leaving Joslyn injured in the road. Over time, she recovers physically. She thinks she is over the whole incident until another hit and r...