WHERE WERE YOU IN THE MORNING
AN: This is so bad, I’m sorry. I had originally made this longer, but I wasn’t sure where to go with it. Please send me some asks and give me feedback!
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“Bri, that’s her.” Shawn was in complete shock.
“What? Who?”
“Remember like, two years ago when I told you about that girl I met? And we-“
“The one you wrote where were you in the morning about? Yeah.”
“That’s her.” Shawn widened his eyes in urgency, pointing to you from across the arcade. You were with who Shawn assumed were your friends, not that he’d know. You had a huge smile on your face while you were sipping your drink though a straw, presumably waiting for a bowling lane to clear up just as Shawn and Brian were.
It was crowded, but most of the people here were either too young to care who Shawn was, too interested in having fun with their friends, or old enough not to care about a 21 year old pop star. He had only been recognized a couple times so far.
“Shawn, how can you even tell? That was two years ago and you only knew her for one day.”
“Trust me. I know.”
Shawn thought back to the night you met. It was one of the greatest nights he had ever had. He was definitely not one to sleep with someone on the first date, let alone the day they met, but you were different. He immediately felt this connection with you. He thought you were absolutely stunning, and after talking with you for just a couple hours, he knew he wanted to get to know you better. He wanted to spend days on end just talking to you. That’s why out of nowhere he asked if you wanted to come back to his place for a drink. Well, one drink turned into more than either of you could count, and that turned into a lot more than talking.
Luckily, it wasn’t enough to leave Shawn clueless. He knew what he was doing, and he loved it. You were absolutely mind blowing, and to his surprise, when it was over, you wanted to stay. He was sure he didn’t imagine hearing your voice that night, asking to cuddle with him. He was sure he didn’t imagine hearing you praise him for the amazing time you just had. But if he hadn’t imagined it, then why did you leave him the next morning?
He had always wondered why you left without a trace. He went from blaming himself for inevitably doing something wrong, to blaming you for being so heartless. He knew neither were true, but he still had no idea why you left. Maybe now he’d be able to find out.
“Then go talk to her.” Brian’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
“No. She probably doesn’t even remember me.”
“If that really is her, I’m sure there’s no way she doesn’t remember. Go talk to her.”
Before Shawn could respond, he was caught. He noticed your eyes widen when you noticed his gaze.
“Shit.” Shawn mumbled to Brian before giving you an awkward smile. He was surprised when you started walking over after telling something to your friends.
“Brian, what do I do?” Shawn questioned worriedly, patting down his shirt.
“I don’t know, man! You’re the one that fucked her!”
Pretty soon after, you were standing right there in front of Shawn for the first time in two years.
“Hi...” you spoke awkwardly.
“Hey, Y/n.”
“You remember?” You asked, making small talk.
“Of course I remember.” Shawn chuckled sadly.
“So, didn’t think to tell me you’re a famous singer?”
“It didn’t come up.”
You looked at him accusingly, and he knew he should’ve said something. He just wanted to feel normal for a night.
“Is that why you left?”
You didn’t answer. “Did you write that song about me?”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“You didn’t answer mine.”
Shawn didn’t notice Brian had gone to get them both new drinks until the awkward silence that developed between the two of you.
“Answer this one.” Shawn spoke. “When we met... when I invited you back to my house, did you know it was going to be a one night stand? Was that your intention?”
“No.” You spoke calmly and truthfully.
“Then why’d you leave? Why didn’t you at least leave a note?”
“I uh, something important came up. I had to leave.” There were a lot of reasons, and you didn’t realize until after you were already gone that you had made a mistake.
"That doesn’t answer either of my questions.” He looked so upset, and you didn’t realize it had affected him this much. “Look, can we go outside? It’s loud in here.”
You nodded and walked towards the door, Shawn following with his hand on your back as if he expected you to run away.
“So, what was it?” He asked when the two of you were outside. He crossed his arms, and you couldn’t help but notice through the way his tee shirt stretched that he had gotten even bigger since the night you met.
“A lot of things.”
“Okay, what things?”
“Well, for one, I noticed how nice your apartment was.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
You ignored his question and kept explaining. “I noticed all the guitars, the awards. That’s when I realized who you were. I put two and two together.“ You spoke quickly before he could interrupt. “That’s not why I left. It scared me, and that’s the reason I didn’t leave my number. I figured to you it might’ve just been a one night stand.“
“It wasn’t. I could ne-"
“Yeah, I realize that now.” You cut him off. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I’m really sorry. I left because I was scared because I got so attached in just one night and my friends texted and asked if I wanted to go get breakfast with them, so I left. I figured I was doing you a favor. Then, a couple months later, I heard your song.” You couldn’t guess how Shawn was feeling at the moment. After all, you didn’t know him very well.
“I wish you said something.”
“Me too.” You chuckled. “My friends are upset that I didn’t tell them I knew Shawn Mendes.” You spoke, trying to diffuse the tension.
Luckily, Shawn laughed. “Yeah, you probably shouldn’t brag about being the girl from that song.”
“Probably not.” You responded, smiling.
“So...” Shawn trailed off.
“So.”
“Do you think I could have your number now?” he looked so nervous. As if you were ever going to walk away from Shawn Mendes without giving him anything he wanted ever again.
“Of course.”
He pulled out his phone and let you type your number in.
You handed him the phone back, giggling.
“Wait.” He spoke through soft chuckles. “Let me make sure you didn’t give me a wrong number.”
He called the number, and sure enough, your phone started ringing in your purse.
“Hello?” You answered the phone, smiling.
Shawn took a step closer to you. “Hi.”
“Whatcha doin’?”
Another step.
“I’m just thinking.”
“Thinking about what?”
“Wondering if you’ll let me kiss you.”
“Why don’t you try it and find out?”
Shawn hung up the phone before brushing a piece of hair behind your ear.
“You sure?” He asked. He didn’t want to overstep.
You just sighed, rolling your eyes at his timidness before pulling him into a soft kiss. He reciprocated immediately.
You weren’t sure how long it had lasted when you heard Brian’s voice.
“Hey, lane’s ready. They joining us?”
“Uh, yeah. If they want.” Shawn answered before turning back to you. His arms were still wrapped around your waist, yours clinging to his chest.
“I think they’d be very happy about that.” You smiled, surprised that Shawn and Brian were okay with it.
“Would you be happy about that?” Shawn asked, leaning into you.
“Maybe a little.” You smirked up at him before he leaned down to capture your lips in another kiss.
Now that he finally found you, he was going to do everything in his power to keep you from leaving again. Luckily, you didn’t want to.