Save A Life
A/N: So I’ve spend the past three days writing this (for) my friend Nat, because she really wanted a story to foucs on this, because well, she’s been in a situation alike this. Babe, you know I’m proud of you. I’d love some feedback on this.
Word count: 4,271
Toronto, Canada – 2017
“Okay, wish me luck” Shawn stuttered, running his shaking fingers through his curly hair.
Why was he so nervous? He was so used to big crowds.
You pulled Shawn into your arms, before planting a tender kiss on his already burning lips.
“You don’t need any luck” you whispered into his ear, softly stroking his flushed cheek.