Better Together ~ Shawn Mendes

Maybe that's the problem with everyone. We give up. To easily. But . . . that's just the thing, isn't it? Giving up is easy. It's easy to walk away. It's easy to not face the problem. It's easy to not fight. It's so damn easy.
And I have the same fault.
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"shawn, I love you. And I know you love me. But this was never going to work and I'm sorry that this has to be this way. I love you and I hope you find a way to be happy some day; to find someone who can make you happy. But for now you need to be a father, and a boyfriend, to someone that isn't me." I choke out finally.

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15. so now I'm a drug addict

I glance at shawn who looks pretty uncomfortable. I mean, he's not alone. This is really awkward, especially for us. But there is no way I am chickening out of a dare. Because I know that's what everyone's expecting me to do. So I just shrug, like it's no big deal and lean in towards shawns lips. My heart is pounding as I lean into his tantalizing lips, my body getting nervous shivers. And then our lips touch and sparks ignite and I want more. More, more, more. My lips attack his greedily and I immediately feel him hesitate; startled. But I couldn't care less because this is what I've wanted for over a year now. But I never knew I wanted it until now. Someone coughs; I forgot there were people here.

"Get a room people jeez!" Nash shouts, laughing. I pull away, my cheeks flaming red.

"Sorry . . ." I mutter to shawn. He just shakes his head, his eyes wide, staring off into oblivion. Great, I just screwed up, "I'll be back . . ." I mutter getting up and making some lame excuse to "go to the bathroom" or something. I honestly don't even remember. I walk down the hall and close myself into what looks to be one of the boys' rooms. I sigh and seconds later the door opens, I turn around.

"shawn? What are you -" I don't get a chance to finish before he presses me against a wall and connects his lips with mine. It's a passionate, steamy kiss. And God I missed him. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me still - if that's possible. His hands lower to my waist, holding me secure to him and our lips move together, getting more passionate and intense as the seconds pass by. He moves to my jawline, leaving soft yet intense kisses there, then down to my neck. I sigh, I can't believe it's been so long since I've kissed him; I never realized I need him so much. His hands move slightly up my shirt but then there's a loud knock on the door, causing us both to jump up.

"Use protection! And don't do it on my bed!" Cam shouts through the door. I sigh, putting a hand up to my forehead. I'm burning up, my entire body is on fire. I cannot believe that just happened. In his best friends room too! Yet I am extremely glad that it did happen. Of course, it doesn't change anything between us. It was sort of like if a drug addict goes 14 months without drugs, and then all of a sudden is exposed to it; well, he's gonna go a little crazy. Wait. . . . oh geez. Just great. shawn is my drug. And I constantly need a daily dose. So now I'm a drug addict? I glance up at shawnwho is staring at me, he's breathing heavily. I nod at him.

"Well, we should do this again sometime. See ya around." I say, walking out the door. Oh God. See ya around? We should do this again sometime? Really Brie? Goodness, I can't believe I just said that; I need to get out of here. I walk back out into the living room and interrupt Chloe who is in deep conversation with matt. "Clo, we need to go now. Hurry." I urge her. She nods and stands up, I wave goodbye to everyone and walk out the door and back to our apartment, collapsing onto the couch. Clo sits across from me, just looking at me. Then, she speaks up,

"Um . . . Brie? Why is there a hickey on your neck?" Oh dear Lord.

 

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The boys invited us over again, but I refused, Chloe however went, something about finishing her conversation with matt. Those two . . . they are so into each other. I decide that maybe I should get out of the house, and have some time to think. So I get dressed, quickly doing my hair and makeup. Finally I'm ready and I decide to walk to Starbucks; there's one really close to the apartment complex, so that's ultra convenient.

I get there in about ten minutes and sit down in a back corner table, after ordering my drink of course. Oh shawn. I love him. There's no doubt about that. And I've had plenty of time to contemplate other options, but lets be honest here; I dream about him, I'm constantly think about him and I spent near 9 months crying and dying inside over him, because, well, because I wasn't with him. And of course, I was worried that he had moved on. But, after last night, I'm thinking that we've both been waiting for each other; and that makes my heart swell with joy.

"Brie?" I glance up and speak of the devil; there he is, in the flesh. shawn looks down at me. I smile and gesture for him to sit down. He hesitates for a split second and then sits.

"Hey . . ." I say awkwardly. Why is it always awkward between us now?

"I'm sorry about last night, it's just, I don't know -"

"shawn. It's okay. There's no need to be sorry. I'm not." I say smiling. "I think . . . I needed that." I whisper. "I need you." I say even quieter. I almost think he doesn't hear me.

"I need you too. And Brie , what happened with Jenna wasn't -"

"shawn, please. Not now. Not today. I'm not quite ready." I interfere. He stares and then just slowly nods.

"O-okay." he stutters. Once he's brought up Jenna I'm no longer in the mood to confess everything I've been feeling for the past 14 months. I stand up.

"Well, it was nice seeing you, and making out. That was fantastic." I say smirking, trying to hide my true emotion. But he sees through it.

"Brie . . . I'm sorry, I thought that maybe you'd be ready by now . . ."

"What is that supposed to mean? Ready by now? shawn I was cheated on by my best friend and the love of my life! I should hate both of them! But the worst part is that I can't hate him! The worst part is that I can't get over him! The worst part is that I am still in love with him!" I finish, walking out of the shop.

Him being shawn of course.

Who else? And now, he knows how I really feel about him. How I've always felt about him.

I'm really not sure if that's good or bad.

A/n please like and comment and fav so I know to do more like this!!

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