Surprises: For Stephanie

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*Stephanie's POV*

"I'm so nervous," I said mostly to myself. I was sitting on the tour bus with Andrew, Shawn's manager, sitting across from me.

"Why are you nervous?" he asked.

"Well, I haven't seen Shawn in person in four months," I explained, "And I also have a pretty big surprise for him. Other than me just being here."

Andrew took a sip from his water bottle, "Aren't you excited?"

"I'm nervous and excited," I told.

Soon, Andrew had to leave since Shawn's show would be ending very soon. My stomach fluttered as I thought about finally seeing Shawn again. I thought of all the things I had missed: holding his hand, resting my head on his shoulder, falling asleep next to him. It felt like an eternity since I had felt his lips on mine. I was also incredibly nervous to see how he would react to the surprise I had for him.

Eventually, I heard voices right outside the bus door. I recognized one of them as Shawn's and my heart started to beat faster in anticipation.

The door opened and the voices became clearer. "Yeah, they were absolutely great," I heard Shawn say, "I-" He stopped talking as soon as he came in and saw me, his jaw dropping.

I grinned and waved at him.

"Oh my god," Shawn breathed as I stood up and he ran into my arms. He squeezed me tight and I hugged him back.

"Hi, baby!" I said excitedly.

"I can't believe you're here," he spoke in disbelief, his head in the crook of my neck. I could feel his tears wetting my shirt.

I rubbed his back, "I know. It's been too long."

"I missed you so much Stephanie," Shawn cried, "I can't even explain how much."

"You don't need to explain," I smiled, "I missed you too, you know." He nodded, still holding me. "Do you want to sit down?" I asked him.

"Not yet," he replied, "I just...I can't let go of you yet. I need a little more of this." I closed my eyes and kept my arms around him. How could I even disagree? It felt amazing to have him with me again.

Soon, we did sit down in the bus. Whoever Shawn had been with had closed the door and left, leaving us by ourselves. Shawn's arm still hung around my shoulders and my head was resting on his chest. Shawn's other hand was on my thigh, tracing circles through my jeans. We sat there in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company.

"Stephanie," Shawn started, "I want to know exactly how much time I have with you, so when are you leaving?"

"Oh, in a couple minutes," I joked.

Shawn gasped, "What?"

"I'm just kidding, I promise," I admitted. Shawn sighed in relief. "I'm actually not leaving," I added, "I'm staying with you for the rest of the tour."

"Really?" he questioned, a little shocked.

"Yes!" I looked up at him, watching his smile grow.

"This is amazing, babe," Shawn beamed, "I can't wait to show you all the different cities and have you watching my shows. The next show I do is going to be the best show I've ever done. I promise you."

He was adorable talking about everything he was excited for and I absolutely loved listening to him. But, I still had one more big surprise for him. "Shawn, I have one more thing to tell you," I began.

"So many surprises for me, this is great," he sat up more and looked me in the eyes, "What is it?"

I took a deep breath, calming my nerves. "You're going to be a dad," I said quickly.

It took a second for Shawn to catch on and I watched him realize what it meant. His eyes went wide, "No way, you're pregnant?" I nodded my head. "Oh my gosh Stephanie, this is...this is even more amazing!" Shawn hugged me again, kissing my forehead.

He pulled away only a little, "When did you find out?"

"Around a month and a half ago," I told, "I wanted to wait to surprise you."

"I love you so much, Stephanie," Shawn burst with happiness.

"I love you too, Shawn."

He put his hand gently on the small baby bump on my stomach. "I love you, and I love you," Shawn said, kissing my stomach and then my lips. It lasted longer on my lips of course.

I sighed happily, knowing everything was practically perfect.

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