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“I can’t make that work either.” He groans, rubbing his temples. “I have a meeting, and then an interview. I can’t do dinner because I have another meeting and then I have to go to the studio to record.”
“It’s okay Shawn.”
“No it’s not, I promised you that I wouldn’t let my career get in between us.”
“Shawn it’s not getting in between us.”
“Yes it is, I never see you anymore.” He says becoming more worked up. “And don’t you dare say ‘You’re seeing me now.’ because it’s a fucking face time. I mean I wanna see you in person.”
“Okay.” She nods, knowing how frustrated he is and how her smart ass comments aren’t gonna help.
“I just need a day. Day to spend with you.” He sighs.
“No you have class.” He says raking a hand through his curls.
“Then why don’t you come over to mine, relax a bit. Sleep or watch a movie. You can eat all my food, and then you’ll be here when I get home.” She smiles, trying to lift his spirits.
“Yeah okay.” He nods. “I just wanna be with you, lay with you and learn how to breathe again.” He says focusing on her on through the screen.
“We can do that.” She says nodding.
She skipped class. Know’s he’s gonna argue her on it, but with the way they ended the day yesterday she knew he really needed her.
His meetings had stressed him out even more, resulting in them adding more tour dates and making him miss his Dad’s birthday. He was way stressed out and she watched as he fell asleep on facetime, forehead creased, expression angry.
She’s making breakfast, he said that he was gonna come over first thing in the morning and hide away at her place.
The doorknob is jiggling as she’s just finishing up his tea, the door opens and she can hear as he walks in, closing the door behind him.
He makes his way to the kitchen, following the smell of bacon.
“Hey Baby.” He says, smile appearing. “I thought you had class.”
“I do.” She says, going back to flipping the bacon.
“Then why are you here?” He questions, jumping up on the counter.
“Shhh, don’t tell. But I’m skipping.” She says, looking over at him.
“Babe, why are you skipping?” He says, becoming serious.
“Because you needed me.” She says, suddenly feeling small.
“Okay, yes I need you but not to the point of you skipping school.”
“I know, but I wanted too. I really didn’t want to go to class, and it would have been a waste because I would have just sat there thinking about you the whole time.”
“That’s sweet.” He says smiling at her. “Any chance I can drive you to class, you’ll only be a little late.”
“Nope.” She says popping the P.
“Okay.” He nods, laughing a bit. “What are your parents going to think of me, I’m becoming a bad influence.”
“Shut up they love you.” She says walking over, handing him his tea.
“I love when you make me tea.” He says taking the mug.
“Your tea is always so fucking good, I don’t ever want to drink any other kind. Like I had tea yesterday during my meeting and almost spit it out because it was awful.”
“Shawn.” She laughs, standing between his legs.
“You look cute.” He says, taking in her look. Black yoga pants, one of his grey t shirts, hair in a messy bun, glasses on.
“I look like trash.” She laughs turning to walk away.
“No you don’t.” He says grabbing her shoulder, making her turn back to him. He leans down and kisses her smiling as he pulls away. “Hello Baby.” He says staring into her eyes.
“What are the plans for the day?” He asks letting her go back to making breakfast.
“Breakfast and then a lazy day.” She smiles.
“Come on Babe, I wanna watch the next episode.” He whines from the couch.
“Do you want more tea or not?” She asks.
“Sorry.” He chuckles from the couch.
They are like living on the couch now. They started watching ‘The Good Doctor’ and they have one more episode till they are caught up. They have heaps of blankets and pillows, which aren’t being used because they just end up laying on each other.
She walks back in, throw blanket tied to look like a cape. He smiles at her and she grins, handing him this third cup of tea.
“Ok, I’m ready.” She nods sitting next to him. He takes a sip, setting his cup down. He presses play, then moves so he’s laying on her. Head in her lap, rubbing circles on her calves.
“Feeling better?” She asks, during one of the commercials.
“Yeah.” He looks up at her. “You always make me feel better.”
“Good.” She smiles, playing with his curls.
“I’m so happy right now, like I don’t think I could be happier.” He smiles at her.
“I’m happy too.”
He starts to roll back to face the TV and the words slip out of his mouth before he can stop them.
“God I love you.” He breathes, then freezing because he realizes what he’s just said. She doesn’t really react, fingers still playing with his curls. At first he thinks she didn’t hear him but then she goes.
“I love you too.”
He stays still but then slowly looks up at her.
“That’s the first time we’ve said that.” He says softly, she looks at him smile running across her lips.
“Yeah, well for me. You talk in your sleep.” She giggles.
“Yeah, said it like a week ago I think.”
“Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Thought that you would tell me when you were conscious when you were ready.” She shrugs.
“I know, you just told me.” She smirks.
“God you have a comment for everything don’t you.”
“Yeah, your talent is singing mine is being a smart ass.” She laughs.
“Yeah but I love it.” He leans up.
“Do you?” She teases.
“Shut up.” He takes hold of her chin, she laughs at him.
“I love you too.” She giggles, he pulls her chin down kissing her. He kisses her passionately, putting everything he can into the kiss.
“We’re missing the show.” She whispers against his lips.
“Oh well.” He says, moving so he can pull her to sit on his lap.
“Shawn.” She laughs when their heads bump together.
“Are you okay?” He says in between fits of laughter.
“Not my smoothest moment.” He grins.
“Have you ever been smooth?” She teases.
“Yeah, you told me. The night we first met.”
“Oh yeah, Cinderella right?”
“Yeah, who knew Cinderella wore a sexy black dress with red heels.” He grins connecting their lips together.
“You remember what I wore that night?” She asks pulling away.
“Yeah.” He says nodding.
“What else do you remember?”
“I remember your friends staring at you like you were crazy when you danced to my song.”
“Oh yeah.” She giggles.
“I remember being so mad at Brian for making me lose you.” He says shaking his head. “I remember that once I found you I didn’t want to lose you again, and that I knew I had to chase you around that house. I remember Doris’s note.”
“Doris wrote a note on the receipt.” He says digging into his back pocket for his wallet.
“You still have it?”
“Of course I still have it.” He says taking the receipt out of his wallet showing it to her.
“It’s lost the order, but still has her note.”
“She’s right, I really hoped you wouldn’t break my heart that night.”
“I won’t.” He says looking up at her. “I won’t break your heart I promise.”
“That’s cheesy.” She says blushing.
“I love you.”
“I love you.” She says back leaning in to kiss him.
“Wait, I wanna put this back.”
“Okay.” She giggles.
“Sorry, I just don’t wanna lose it.”
“I like how important this is to you.”
“I look at it when I miss you, reminds me of that night and how happy I was and am that I met you.”