"Okay so we've bought four books, three pairs of shoes, a couple of hoodies, two shirts, three blouses, a set of metallic brush pens, a sketchbook, a small pizza, and a cola flavored Slurpee. Need anything else until you eventually agree to do this with me?" He asked, laughing as he stared down at the shopping bags he was holding. "I mean, what else could you possibly want?"
You.
"Damn, when you put it that way, it sounds like I'm abusing your willingness to do anything in order for me to help you." I said, swirling the straw around in the drink. "Don't worry, I'll pay for half of that when we get home."
"No need. I've literally missed three of your birthdays and four Christmases. Think of this as an advanced thank you gift as well as belated presents for those occasions."
"Shawn, this is literally too much."
"Think of it as an 'I'm sorry for not being there' gift." He said as we both took a seat on one of the benches by the fountain.
"Shawn-"
"All throughout the years when I barely even got to say a single word to you or even smile at you in acknowledgement, you still made an effort to try and keep the friendship alive. I know you've secretly been giving gifts to Aaliyah to sneak into my room during my birthday and even Christmas Eve. I never really got a chance to thank you for that or even made an effort to do so."
"It's really okay, Shawn."
"No, it's not."
I didn't know how to react. Apparently, everything I try to say will only fall on deaf ears as he tries to counter them with his self-loathing. I could only wrap an arm around him and place my head on his shoulder. I felt him move his head and press his lips against my hair.
"Shawn?" An annoying, high pitched voice called as the ticking of heels got louder and closer.
"Shit. Can we run?" He whispered.
I looked up and saw her getting closer by the second. I let my arm slip and sat up straight, pulling against the sleeves of my gray cardigan. "Too late."
"Shawn we need to talk. I know what you saw earlier and I promise you that you're the only one I want." She said, looking down at him with a pout that was supposed to make him feel sympathetic towards her. Her eyes then shifted to me and scowled. "Um, move away, peasant. This conversation is between only me and him."
"She's not going anywhere, Sid." He said protectively, putting some of the bags down onto the floor in front of him and wrapping that free arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Oh my gosh! I just kissed a guy and now you're basically going out with one of the losers? Did you even love me anyway?"
"Oh, trust me, I never did. I've been looking for an opportunity to dump you and escape your crew. After all, I had no say in this relationship. You always found a way to make it all about you. Besides, this girl right here is more than deserving of my attention instead of you."
"Ugh! Says the guy who was tearing up earlier!"
"Those were tears of joy, Sid."
He stood up, taking the bags from the floor and turning to me, nudging his head to the side. I stood up as well and held onto his arm. He looked back up her with a smirk, clearly enjoying the look of complete and utter shock.
"Now if you'll excuse us." He said as we walked past her.
"Who knew that the captain of the hockey team will also be as cold as the ice he skates on?!" She yelled as we made our way to the exit.
Once we got to his car, he opened the passenger side for me and proceeded to place my bags at the back. After doing so, he eventually closed the trunk and slipped into the driver's seat, looking a bit ticked off as he started to drive.
"Well that felt like a scene from The DUFF except you actually stood up to her unlike Wes." I said, breaking the silence between the two of us, making him laugh.
"Again with the references."
"So, captain huh? I mean, I've been to and watched all of your games but I never knew that you were appointed as captain."
"It was supposed to be announced in the pep rally next week... You've been to all my games? I thought you never really understood the concept of the game?"
"I eventually did after a while of watching you. And why wouldn't I go? You're my best friend."
"God, you're too good to me."
"I'm just keeping my side of our pact. We promised to be there for one another, remember?"
"I'm sorry for not keeping my end."
"Can you please stop apologizing? You can still make it up to me in the future."
"I know but... I just feel guilty for leaving you like that, that's all."
"You never left, Shawn."
We eventually reached home, pulling over in their driveway. We both went out of the car and took the shopping bags out of the trunk. I tried to carry all of them by myself, making him raise his eyebrow at me.
"You sure you can take all of that? I can help." He said, walking over to my side.
"I'm good, thanks. Also, thanks for tonight." I said, giving him a small smile.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
"See you tomorrow."
"Good night."
"Good night." I repeated, slowly making my way over to my doorstep before turning back. "Oh and Shawn?"
"Yeah?" He asked, stopping his actions as he was about to open the door of his house.
"Why don't we match tomorrow? Still have your red and black flannel?"
"Yeah."
"Then it's settled. Just imagine Sid's reaction to us wearing similar clothes."
"You're a genius, y/n." He said, smiling widely before waving.
I walked into the house as well, immediately making my way to my room. I laid everything on the floor and plopped down on my bed. The next morning, I forced myself to wake up and get ready. I put on a black body suit and a red and black checkered flannel, similar to his. Me being my lazy ass self, took out a black skater skirt and put it on, not wanting to be bothered with squeezing into a pair of black skinny jeans. I slipped on a pair of black stockings and a pair of heeled suede boots that we bought yesterday.
I finished getting ready and grabbed the gray sling bag from the corner of my bed. I made my way downstairs to eat breakfast only to be surprised by an unusual yet familiar sight. Shawn was at the table, eating a bowl of cereal with another one beside him, completely untouched. His head snapped towards the stairs as he heard my footsteps descending, his eyes growing animatedly larger as he saw me.
"Well damn, y/n." He said, a small smile forming on his lips.
"Good morning to you too, Mendes." I joked, sitting beside him and taking the extra bowl, smiling as I saw the cup of coffee in front of me. "What are you doing here?"
"Thought it would be a good idea to drive you to school. And your mom let me in and insisted that I eat something while waiting for you."
"Wow, already pulling the whole boyfriend thing off. But hell can we make it seem a little less sketchy? I mean, you literally just broke up with Sidney yesterday."
"True. We can always say the truth, that we've been friends since kindergarten. Then maybe we can make something up from there."
"Like what?"
"Like... I'm still in the process of courting you? That I realized that I loved you when I was forced to date one of the most popular girls in school but I couldn't back out since God knows what might happen to you if I turned her down. And when I saw her cheating on me, I thought it would be the best time to let everything all out since I didn't want to let you slip away from me yet again."
"Damn, have you been thinking of a good story since last night?"
"I guess you could say that."
"You done eating?"
"Uh, yeah."
I stood up and took the bowls, bringing it over to the sink. I washed them before turning to him and grabbing his hand, leading us both outside. We got in the car and eventually drove off. I closed my eyes as music blared from the radio, Shawn singing along to it. When we eventually reached the campus, he walked over to my side to open the door for me as soon as he was parked.
"Ready?" He asked, holding my hand tightly.
"I guess." I muttered.
I guess you can picture out what happened as it is extremely cliche and could literally pass off as a typical high school movie. Every eye was glued to us as I gripped tightly onto his arm, clearly feeling uncomfortable under their stares. Once we reached my locker, he leaned down to place a kiss on my cheek before muttering an "I'll be back" and walking off.
"So, you and Mendes are now a thing?" I heard a familiar voice say as the metal of the lockers creaked under someone's weight.
"I guess you could say that." I said, putting my combination into the lock.
"Well, it was nice being able to hang out with you."
My hand froze midway to opening the door, turning my head to look at him only to find him staring at his shoes. "Alex, I'm not going to abandon you like that if that's what you're going on about."
"I'm just saying that even if you did hang around with me, your attention will still be on him."
"What's up with you, Alex? You know that I would never do that to you. Seriously, what's wrong?"
"Are you that blind to not see that I fucking love you?" He muttered, look up at me with sadness in his eyes. "All those years, I've been trying to show you how I felt yet you would always push me away and mope about not being friends with him anymore."
"Alex... I'm sorry." I whispered under my breath, in shock of his admittance.
"I get it."
I opened my mouth to say something else yet he just shrugged and walked away. I stood there, just watching him leave as my chest contracted painfully. A hand on my shoulder snapped me back to reality. I turned to look over at Shawn and buried my head into his chest.
"Shh... Are you okay?" He asked as a couple of tears escaped my eyes. "What happened?"
"Yeah." I muttered. "I just... It just happens that I lost another person in my life."
"That Aiono guy?"
"Uhuh."
"Were you guys like, a thing before I asked you to do this for me?"
"Hell no."
"Then what was that all about? Do you have feelings for him?"
"As much as I would like to say yes so that I could match him, I don't. I've always thought of him as just a friend but apparently, it was only me."
"Thank God." He muttered under his breath, probably not meaning for me to hear it.
"What?" I asked incredulously, stepping back from him.
"Shit. I said that out loud, didn't I?"
"Obviously. Care to explain yourself?"
"I can't. I prefer to show you."
Before I could ask him what he meant, he pulled me closer by my waist and kissed me. It took me a few seconds to finally register what was happening and let my arms wrap loosely around his neck. I could hear people cheering and hooting as I deepened the kiss between the two of us as well as an annoyed scream from no other than his ex. Once we pulled away for air, he brought one of his hands to my face and brushed back a strand of hair.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He muttered breathlessly.
"Same here."
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A/N: I swear, this is 100% shit. I'm not happy with it but I'm still posting it for the sake of it. And honestly haven't felt like writing for the past few days since I had to get a lot of things fixed so that I could enroll for college tomorrow. I'm done with the admission stage. All I need to do is get my schedule, have my enrollment verified, and get my ID picture taken. Also been distracted with watching too much Reaction Time and Free Time (UwU Literally obsessed with Tal and Nick mostly because... duh, it's Tal Fishman we're talking about! And Nick Mayorga's such a cutie, I swear 😍😂 I love the other guys as well but they are just... bae) Hopefully I can start writing better imagines next week once I'm officially enrolled.
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