Our Dance: Shawn Mendes ✔️

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Lila Hamilton
- January 10th

"-cologne?"

"Check" Shawn nods.

"That red hoodie"

"Yep"

"Toothbrush?"

"Babe I have everything" he turns around to me. "Do you think I could fit into the suitcase?" I ask jokingly sitting down beside the suitcase.

"I wish" he sighs picking it up and putting it down on the floor beside his carry on and backpack and guitar cases.

"I'm gonna put these in the car" he mumbles taking whatever he could. He takes two trips and then puts his hand out to me. I take his hand getting up, our hands laced and his spare hand on my waist and mine on his shoulder.

He starts slowly swaying us. "I miss you already" I whisper letting my cheek rest against his chest. His hand moves from my waist and nestles into my hair.

He doesn't say anything, just kisses the top of my head repeatedly.

"Shawn?"

He hums so I look up at him. "Promise me you'll call me everyday"

"I promise, promise you'll keep my side of the bed warm" he puts his pinky up. I couldn't help but smile, I link our pinkies and we lean in kissing each other's hand.

"Ugh I love you" he breathes out. His lips pouting which made my heart ache. I lean up kissing his cheek.

"I love you- we both love you" I tell him, after a few more moments of holding each other Andrew had called him telling him to set off now.

He takes my hand leading me to the door.

"Wait, I need to give you something" I quickly remember, I rush to the bedroom, searching through the bedside draw then I speed walk back to him.

"Here" I put my hand out. "You can erm put them in your wallet or something"

He looks down grinning at the three Polaroids; one of the sonogram, another I had taken in the bathroom of myself in the mirror dressed in the blush pink lingerie he had gave me and the last one of Shawn sleeping with his head resting on my stomach.

"I put some in your suitcase too, which you'll find eventually. I think there's like ten. Don't find them all at once though" I tell him. "And tell me every time you find one"

"I will. Thanks honey, that- this means a lot to me" his eyes starting to water.

"Don't" I bring my hand to his jaw. "You're gonna kill it out there. I'm so proud of you"

He pulls me into his grasp. Squeezing me so tightly but I don't complain. His hands sneaking up my hoodie, to rub my back soothingly. My lips find his neck, kissing up and down softly.

His phone makes us pull away. "Okay I gotta go now" he wipes his eyes harshly.

"Okay" I nod. "Come here"

I grin pressing my lips against his his soft, supple lips. This kiss felt like it was lasting forever.
-

I busied myself with work, taking another two hours and helping out in other classes. I met up with Carmen for a little self care; getting our nails and toes done then going for facials. She told me I should do all this now before I get 'too pregnant' to function.

Then later on I finally got a text from Shawn saying he had landed in Glasgow and he'd call me later on. It was eight pm here and one am there, a five hour difference.

I hum to the melody of If I can't have you as I wander into the shower, taking my time, well wasting time, trying to make time slow down so I could delay sleeping alone. But how long before I turn into a raisin.

With a towel wrapped around me I go into the walk in wardrobe, I was about to root through Shawn's clothes but I knew he had taken all the good stuff aka all his comfortable hoodies. With a sigh I open the sliding draw and my mouth gapes open.

"No way" I giggle in excitement. Of course he would do this, his hoodies folded neatly in my draw, maybe around ten of them. Even some of his printed shirts. To top it off there was a small bottle of the Gucci perfume he would literally drown himself in along with a note.

Hey mama, I already know I miss you. Enjoy roaming around in my clothes and send me pictures please! Miss you baby (yes I meant the baby you're growing) love you lots
-Shawn :)

I quickly grab the pale pink hoodie slipping it over me and put on some underwear. Grabbing my phone, I go back to the bed calling Shawn, trying to get comfy.

"Hey" his raspy voice alerts me. My eyes stuck on the screen, he looked so handsome. His head buried into the white pillow, hair looking all soft and so touchable.

"Hi baby" I wave excitedly. "Hi gorgeous" he winks lazily.

"You found the hoodies" his eyes averting down my body slightly. "Yeah I love you for that" I couldn't help but grin. "Well you look beautiful" He lets out a small yawn.

"What time is it?" I ask him. "Erm...four am, you?"

"Just turned eleven" I smile out of sympathy, he must be exhausted. "Sorry if I woke you"

"No, no it's hard to sleep anyway. What're you doing anyway?" He asks with a perfectly lazy smile on his puffy lips. I shuffle in bed and lay down.

"Just in bed, don't know how I'm supposed to sleep tonight" I chuckle sadly. "Well did you take your medicine?" He asks. I got switched to new pills, safer for the baby.

"Yeah but it's not the same" I shrug nestling into Shawn's pillow.

"Let me help, hold on" I watch as he places the phone down so it faces the ceiling, I hear shuffling then he's back. The phone propped up and Shawn sits criss-cross on the bed. No shirt, just his black boxers, him and all his glory. And his guitar of course.

"What're you doing? You'll wake up your neighbours"

"My neighbours are James on the left and Andrew on the right, they're awake, we were texting on the group chat minutes before" he explains as his fingers begin stunning.

"Any requests?" He asks charmingly. "Anything" I smile resting my phone ahead of me as I pull up the duvet under my chin.

"From walking home and talking loads, To seeing shows in evening clothes with you-" his angelic voice filling my ears.