"Grace Jean Caniff, will you make me the happiest man and go to home coming with me?" I asked.
"Yes. Yes!" She yelled, more tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Ah, good morning baby! Would you like some breakfast? Eggs? Toast?" Shawn asked, and soon as I opened my eyes. Is he high? He is never this jumpy in the morning.
"Morning, Shawn. No thank you, I'm not hungry. Why are you so jumpy?" I asked, getting out of the bed and walking out into the livingroom.
We obviously stayed in a hotel. "I think I drank tok much coffee!" He said.
"Oh god. Go take a cold bath, it'll make you less jumpy." I say, he nods.
"Better?" I asked as he walked out if the bathroom in a towel.
"Much." He said, walking into the bedroom and shutting the door.
I was making lunch when he came back out, dressed and ready for the day.
"What do you want to do today?" He asked, sitting down at the table that I was setting the food on. I sat down, two.
"We aren't going home?" I asked, I felt myself open my eyes wide.
"Nope, Taylor said it's fine if we stay here as long as we get back by 10:00p.m. tomorrow." He said, then putting the food in his mouth.
"Oh, um. I don't know. What do you wanna do?" I asked.
"Anything, as long as I'm with you." He said.
"You're so cheesey, Mendes." I giggled.
"Yes, yes, I know." He said, as we finished our lunch.
"Oh my god! This so beats driving home!" I say, as I get smushed by Shawn, on the Scrambler.
"Totally!" He yells, smashing me into the wall.
"Pooie, next time you're sitting here." I frowned, then started laughing.
"I tried warning you!" He said, as the ride started to slow down.
It's almost midnight now, and we're on the Farris wheel. I take out my phone and take a picture of the sky, then another of whats below us. I put white backgrounds behind each picture and posted them on Instagram, which posted them on twitter two.
"Thank you so much for this weekend. I love you." I said, as we came to a full stop at the top.
"Anything for my one and only princess." He said, kissing me, I smiled between the kiss, which I seem to do a lot.
"We're back!" I yelled, as I walked into the living room.
"How was your weekend?!" Carter asked, running in from the laundry room.
"Perfect." I said, looking at Shawn who was bringing in our bags.
"I got it!" I yelled, running over to grab my bag.
I took it up to my room, which now is painted, has a huge bed, a new dresser, a desk, two night stands, a tv, and an unopened box. I set my stuff down and sat down on the bed, next to the box. Inside, was a smaller box, that said, "To the best girl friend in the world." I opened it and out fell a note, it was on top of a locket. I opened the locket and it had a picture of Shawn and I kissing in one side. On the other side, it was us hugging. I opened the note, I felt the tears forming in my eyes.
"Knock, knock." Taylor said, opening my door.
"Hey." I said, wiping my eyes and looking up.
"Whats wrong?" He asked, I handed his the locket and note.
"Are you sad or-" He asked, I shook my head.
"I'm happy. Very happy." I said, wiping my eyes again.
"He really loves you, Grace. A lot. Don't ever, EVER let him go!" He said, handing me the note.
"You really think so?" I asked.
"I know so, and so does everyone else." He said, hugging me, then getting up to leave.
"Hey, can you help me put this on?" I asked, before he left the room.
"Of course." He said, walking back over to the bed. He put it on and got up again to leave.
"Thank you for being so cool about Shawn and I dating." I smiled, he smiled back and then left.
"Thank you for this weekend, again." I said, as we were laying on my bed "watching" a movie. More like, put it on as a back ground noise so the others don't disturb us.
"Anytime." He said, playing with my hair, then kissing me.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you more!" He said, I smiled.
Another short, boring chapter. I'm sorry! I'm just trying to get a lot of chapters in on one night. I think I'm going to start writing shorter chapters, but then publish two of three at a time.
I know I don't put school in this story, but I think I'm going to start to. It'll probably make the chapters a bit longer. Tell me what you think would be good for this story in the comments. (:
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Lovers Cannot be Stopped.Teen Fiction
Okay just for the sake of how bad this book is. I was in like 7th grade when I wrote it, so I was totally cringeworthy when I wrote anything. So yeah, I'm sorry. This is only here so i can make fun of myself one day.