Chapter 39- Not a bad thing

Justin Timberlake
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"Babe, did you see the news?", Shawn asked me two weeks after that night. We hadn't talked about what happened since. The alcohol seemed to have erased every last memory of his proposal and my horrible reaction to it.

But ever since then things were so relaxed between us. We talked every day, even when he was somewhere else for a concert or an interview. Usually he would call me right after something exciting happened, and I did the same.

I think the distance did us well, made me realize how much I missed him, how less I cared about what happened with the other girl, how much I knew it wasn't on him.

Now he was home again, in his condo, walking towards me, a stressed look on his face.

"What news. What's going on?", I sat up from my book and looked at him sitting down next to me his phone in hand.

He gave it to me. A youtube video was open, by the news and gossip channel ClevverNews, his face big on the screen- as well as mine. Title reading: Shawn Mendes cheater?

"Oh my god!", I looked at him in shock, but he just let his head fall back on the couch cushion, his hands over his face: "Just watch it."

So I hit play:

Recent months were hard for Shawn Mendes and his girlfriend. But now, after the loss of their first child, the next shock is coming. Did Shawn Mendes cheat on his girlfriend? Are they even still together?

Rumors have been spreading for a while that the love between those two was fading.

The recenty emerged pictures of Shawn kissing a blonde girl on the streets haven't exactly made these rumors calm down.

A picture was shown of a tall, gorgeous man, being pulled down by the collar by a small blonde, skinny girl.

I looked away. I didn't want to see this.

In the past Shawn was never one to be the topic of a scandal, but now, maybe he put down his nice guy image and switched it with a badboy image for good.

Or maybe it was just a misunderstanding. We're definitely expecting to be hearing a statement from either him or his long- term girlfriend of about 3 years -Nathalie- soon, concerning this scandal.

I turned it off and put it on the table, leaning back into the same position he was in.

"Okay... fuck. What are we gonna do now?", I looked over to Shawn, who tensed up more and more every second.

Suddenly he sat up quickly: "We're going to the Zedd party on friday! Anton (Zedds real name) invited us and it's the perfect PR opportunity. We'll show up together, be a little cute and everything will be alright. Hopefully.", he sighed heavily and I noticed the nerve twitching in his forehead, which always meant he was close to a mental breakdown. Usually it happened when he had an anxiety attack or was just generally really emotionally unstable.

I moved over and sat on his lap, my legs on both sides of his and I grabbed his face.

I didn't say anything as he looked at me, his jaw clenched, his eyes narrow and deep furrows on his forehead. I just let my hands stroke over his cheeks, through his hair, down his neck, resting on his chest, as I gently placed small kisses all over his face- everywhere except his lips.

I felt him relax a little and when there were only his lips left I looked at him and he smiled at me.

"You always know how to make me feel better, baby.", then he gently pulled me to him and kissed me sweetly.

"I love you", he mumbled and I smiled: "I love you too."


"Hey, babe? You've been in there for a long time now.", I knocked on the bathroom door, knowing that Shawn was in the bathtub.

He always did this when he didn't know what to do. Shawn always had a plan, I knew that now after all this time. But he didn't plan this, and I knew this was driving him crazy.

"Please answer me, I'm worried you might drown.", I knocked again. The door was unlocked, but I wasn't just gonna barge into his privacy. I knew he needed to be alone for a while, to think.

"Come in", I heard a silent voice through the door so I opened it.

The light was dim and it smelled like eucalyptus.

There he was, sitting in his bathtub, bubbles everywhere. His head leaned back, his lips a fine line in his face, the furrows on his forehead were back, so were the clenched jaw and the twitching nerve.

He worried. And everytime he did he instinctively shut everyone out.

I closed the door behind me and took of my jacket, then my pants and shirt, my underwear.

Shawn moved his head a little to look at me and I signalled him to move a little in the bathtub, to make me some space.

At first he moved back, but I stopped him, making him to move forward, sitting down behind him, my legs on either sides of his torso.

He leaned back, his shoulders pressing on my boobs and his head on my shoulder, eyes closed.

He sighed. I let my hands stroke through his damp hair, and he sighed again, cuddling closer to my body.

"Tell me what's going on in there will you?", I whispered, stroking his hair, his cheek, his chest.

"I'm good", he groaned. His eyes closed, still frowning and really tense.

"Do you wanna know what I'm thinking about?", he slightly nodded. I slightly wrapped his necklace around my finger and gently stroke my other hand over his chest, through his chest hair.

Everytime he worried like this the exact same thing would happen. He'd refuse to talk about it, so I talked first, then he'd open up. You could call it our thing.

"So, at first I slept until 7. Then I got up and made myself some breakfast. Then I went to work. I hung out with Chiara a little, she's still with the dude from New York, I really thing she found herself somebody there. They're so cute, you kow. Sometime it just fits.", I still stroke my hand through hishair, the other one over his chest, and I felt him calm a little. If there was one thing he was really good at, it was listening to other peoples problems. But something he sucked at was admitting his own problems to others, and himself.

"We actually had a request from Taylor today. We were doing the choreo for her new music video. We're making her dance. It's gonna be so fun.

Well, around 5 you texted me that you were home, so I left the studio. And I wanted to take a nice long bath only to find you in the bathtub, with water in it that was already cold.", I kissed his hir gently and he groaned.

"I'm really worried our plan won't work.", Shawn burst out, getting restless, but I continued stroking his head and chest, pressing him closer to me gently.

"I know. I noticed a while ago that something was up with you. You know you can talk to me. YOu don't have to shut me out.", finally his body relaxed fully against mine and he let out a deep breath I didn't know he was holding.

"I know. And I'm sorry. But you know me. I'm not good with talking about stuff that worries me. I always get awkward.", he chuckled a little and cuddled closer to me.

"I know. But I love you being awkward. It's really cute.", I moved up. "Okay, bathing time is over, you merman. Time to get ready for the party.", I got out of the tub first, pulling two towels out of the shelf, putting one around me and holding the other one for Shawn. He got up and walked towards me, letting himself fall into the towel and sink into my hug.

"I love you baby. Whatever happens tonight. Forever.", he mumbled, his lips against my shoulder blade.

"Forever", I said back, pressing a kiss on his collarbone and closing my eyes.

Here we go.


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