Fake Dating My Bestfriend Shawn Mendes

Chapter 11

^A fun vid I was listening to when I wrote this chapter back in 2014 :,)

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12:46 am

I'm currently laying in bed and trying so hard to go to sleep. I tossed and turned and I could never find a good enough position to stay in. I groan in frustration and look at the clock next to me.

I groan again because I know I'm going to be super tired tomorrow for school. At this point I'm sick of my tossing and turning and I just lay there. And stare at the ceiling. Then, out of no where, I remember what happened earlier.

That almost kiss with Shawn is seriously embedded into my brain. I just couldn't believe how close our faces were. His breath fanning out across my cheeks, how warm it felt, and how I never wanted to move from that position for the rest of my days. I have never been so close to someone else, especially the opposite sex.

At that exact moment I could only remember how fast my pulse was going, how sweaty my hands got, how hot my face could get. I can't remember anything. Everything went racing through my mind, like I was numb.

I guess all that was running through my head was what his lips tasted like. How nice it would be to finally kiss them.

But we were interrupted by my little sister coming inside the room and asking for the laptop I was using before I worked on my History paper. At the time I didn't know whether to tell her how grateful I was for wanting the laptop at that exact time, or yell at her to tell her she could have waited atleast 2 minutes.

My thoughts were all jumbled and out of order. After I gave her the laptop, Shawn said that he had to go and finish his homework. We said bye and he left my room. I closed the door and I leaned against it and slid down. I didn't know whether to be happy that he wanted to kiss me as much as I wanted to, or sad that it didn't happen.

Again, I got tired of staring at the ceiling for 10 minutes and I got out of bed. I walked to my door and opened it without making as much unwanted noise as possible. I walked down the stairs and turned on the light. I got a glass of ice cold water and went back upstairs.

I knew I wasn't gonna be able to sleep so I went on Wattpad on my iPod and started to read Motel 6. I was reading the chapter that was just updated, and let me tell you. This story is probably my favorite story on Wattpad. I absolutely loved it.

Crap, my thoughts went back to earlier. My whole mood changed.

"Aghh!" I moaned and tossed my iPod to the side. I looked at the clock again and it was 1:23 a.m. Fuck.

I finished the chapter, and my glass of water, and attempted to fall asleep again. Only this time I succeeded. Thank God.

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I walked to my locker after I came from the bathroom, and while I was putting my books in, I see Shawn coming towards me. Instantly a smile makes its way to my face. I was putting my Spanish book inside, then I closed the locker and Shawn is there, like, right behind it. He smiles at me and I smile back. Then, all of a sudden he comes to me and put his hands on my hips.

"Shawn, what are yo-"

"Shhh." he put a finger to my lips, but he barely touched them. He backed me up to the lockers so I was trapped between the lockers and Shawn. I had to look up because I'm 5'8, and he's over 6 feet. I could feel his hands still on my hips, slowly going up to my waist. He put his forehead to mine and stared at me. I was too frozen to do anything. Then he started to lean in. My eyes widened.

"Shawn." I whispered. He shook his head and leaned in closer. I tried to push him away with my hand, but then he got my hand and he laced our fingers together. I didn't want to kiss him yet! I haven't mastered it!

"No Shawn." I whispered. I wanted to kiss him so bad, yet it wouldn't be good for this friendship, and I wasn't ready! Even though I desperately wanted him to kiss me, I couldn't allow it.

"Please Nicole." he sounded almost like he was as desperate as I was. I sighed.

"No." I pushed him gently. He shook his head again.

He grabbed my face with both of his hands and he was about a millimeter away from my lips.

"Please?" He was just staring at my lips again. I couldn't move, and I couldn't say anything. Like a instant drying glue was on my mouth and couldn't say anything.

"Just say the word and I'll stop." I didn't say a word. I didn't try and stop him. I just stared.

"Do you want me to stop?" I could die and go to heaven right now.

I shook my head no.

Then next thing you know it, his lips are on mine. I didn't kiss back, yet I was freakin' kicking myself to actually atleast move. Move atleast something! Not just stare at him with widened eyes! My mind was telling me to move SOMETHING! ANYTHING!

I guess I was so caught off guard that he'd follow through in kissing me, that I stood frozen in place.

He whimpered. Like he was telling me to move my lips like he was. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckkkkk.

Then some sense was knocked into me, and I finally actually started to move my lips with his. Then I could actually feel him smile. I smiled too. I put my arms around his neck, and pulled him closer.

His hands went from caressing my cheeks, to my hips, and bringing them closer to his body as well. I grabbed some of the hair in the back of his head and tugged gently. He groaned. I smiled again. Then everything started to get all blurry, and wash away.

NO!

WAIT!

I DIDN'T WANT IT TO END!

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"NICOLE!" I was shook awake and yelled at. By my liTLLE SISTER! I'M GONNA KILL HER!

"DAMN! I'M AWAKE! DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN SCREAM IN MY EAR DEL!" I covered my ear with my hand and I was shooting daggers at her. She smiled innocently.

"Sorry.." she said sheepishly, and left my room.

"AND YOU WOKE ME UP FROM A GREAT DREAM!" I screamed as she closed my door.

"Oh well!" I rolled my eyes and started to change. I looked at the clock and it read 6:48 a.m. ITS NOT EVEN 7 YET! I COULD HAVE SLEPT 10 MORE MINUTES!

"What's the point..." I got up from bed and walked to my closet.

I put on some clothes and headed towards the bathroom.

I did my business, brushed my teeth, washed my face and started with my makeup. I put on mascara, and filled in my eyebrows a little. I put on deodorant, Victoria Secret perfume, and checked myself in my full length mirror for one last look. I nodded in approval and went downstairs.

~Nicole leaving her house

"Wassup." Shawn says as I lock the door behind me.

"Sup." my mind is just screaming AWKWARD!! That damn dream kept replaying in my head.

"You look like crap." Shawn says and laughs.

"Thank you! Because every girl wants to hear that they look like shit instead of a good morning!" I roll my eyes.

"I'm sorry! But I'm kidding. You don't look like crap, but it does looks like you didn't sleep very well." he says, still chuckling.

"Well, for your information, I didn't at all. I had a.." what do you call it? A nightmare? Or a dream come true?

"A.... what?" he asks. We already started walking to school.

"Um, a dream?" I furrowed my eyebrows and my voice got high.

"What? Are you not sure if it was a dream or a nightmare? Because by the looks of it, and the sounds of it, it was a nightmare." he raised an eyebrow.

"No. Um, no. It was a dream." God, its cold today. Damn, I should have worn something warmer.

"And what was it about?"

"You." I blurted out.

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