A/n: Explicit language in this one. Please enjoy! Okay, let's begin!

Not too long ago, my boyfriend of almost one year, was invited to the Met Gala. He was so excited and I was really happy for him. One day, he came over to visit me at my mom's house, where I lived.

"Hey baby girl." Shawn said with a smile when he saw me sitting on the lounge chair in my room. I smiled back at him and patted the seat, signaling to him that I wanted him to sit with me. He made his way over to the chair and plopped down. My legs immediately went onto his lap and he started to rub my shins with his thumbs.

"Hey baby boy. I love it when you come to visit me." I said.

"Yeah?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said. He suddenly looked nervous. "What's wrong honey?"

"Well, I have a question for you, and I don't know how you're going to respond." He said. I took his hand in mine and squeezed it.

"It's okay, you can ask me anything. You know that, right?" I said and asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. So, um, do you want to come to the Met Gala with me?" Shawn asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously with his free hand. My eyes went wide.

"Really?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. I mean, you obviously don't have to if you don't want to, but I think that you might have fun." Shawn said. He rambles when he's nervous.

"Shhh baby, of course I'll go with you." I said with a smile. His eyes widened and he had the biggest smile plastered on his face.

"Really? You'll come?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yes." I said.

"Yay!" He cheered, throwing his arms up in victory.

"Wait." I said. Shawn looked at me.

"What is it honey?" He asked.

"What would I wear?" I asked. He smiled at me.

"Don't worry Y/n. Just let the stylists handle that." Shawn said. I nodded.

Soon, it was time for the Met Gala. The stylists and I picked out a beige dress that was off the shoulders and showed a bit of leg. Well, more than a bit, but I still loved the dress. I sat down and the makeup artists soon started to work on me. My lips became a light pink and they put eyeliner and mascara on me. My hair went up in a cute little bun, and soon, I was finished. I looked in the mirror and suddenly felt confident. It was probably the makeup that was making me feel this confident, but I liked the way that I looked. I put on beige heels and walked over to Shawn, who had his back to me. I tapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, his eyes widened and he clapped his hands together.

"Holy shit you look amazing." Shawn said. I blushed.

"So do you my love." I said. He was wearing a white button down with a black suit and tie and black dress pants. Now it was Shawn's turn to blush. We posed for a few pictures for Josiah before Andrew yelled over to us.

"Y/n! Shawn! Are you two ready to go?" Andrew asked. We nodded. Shawn held my hand and helped me into the car. As soon as the car door was shut, nerves started to set it. This would be my first red carpet appearance with Shawn. Sure Shawn and I have a public relationship and the paparazzi has taken plenty of pictures of us together and post about each other on Twitter and Instagram, but this felt like something that was so much bigger. I played with my fingers while we road along.

"You okay honey?" Shawn asked me, bringing out of my thoughts and back into reality. I fake smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said. Shawn frowned and shook his head.

"No you're not. What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" Shawn asked. I paused for a moment before speaking.

"What if I trip and fall? What if I look terrible in the pictures? What if someone interviews us and I mess up?" I asked, still nervously playing with my fingers as I stared at them. Shawn took his big hand and intertwined our fingers.

"Baby, I'm going to be right there next to you, if you start to lose your balance, I'll catch you. Also, there is no way possible that you could look terrible in the pictures that they're going to take. Honey, you look absolutely stunning. Do you want me to handle the interviews and answer the questions?" Shawn said and asked. I was starting to feel more reassured. I nodded.

"Would you mind doing that?" I asked. Shawn smiled and shook his head.

"Not at all." He said. I leaned my forehead against his and he hummed in contentment. I oh so desperately wanted to run my fingers through his hair but I didn't because then I would mess it up. I suddenly pulled away when a thought popped into my head.

"People probably would prefer you be with her just like you were last year." I said. Shawn frowned and held my face in his hands as he rubbed my cheeks.

"Honey, who cares what people prefer? The only thing that matters is what you and I have, okay?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Hailey probably looked so much better than I do." I said. Shawn shook his head violently.

"Y/n, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. Please believe me honey. Her and I only went together because we were both wearing Tommy Hilfiger." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay. Thank you." I said with a nervous smile. Shawn kissed my cheek.

"We're here guys." Andrew said. Shawn stepped out first and then held my hand as he helped me out of the car. I heard people yelling our names, and I could feel my nerves heighten. Shawn squeezed my hand, and as I looked into his comforting caramel orbs, I felt slightly better. He leaned forward so he could whisper in my ear.

"Just focus on me, only me. Try not to pay attention to them, okay? Just look at me." Shawn said. I smiled and nodded.

We posed for some pictures and then we would take few steps, then pose again, then more steps. Shawn kept his hand on my waist the whole time. When it was time to climb the many stairs, Shawn went ahead of me and held my hand as I slowly took the steps in my high heels. We paused while on the steps to pose for some pictures. Suddenly I felt lips on my cheek, and I smiled a genuine smile at the feeling. I turned towards him and gave him the biggest smile I could. We soon reached the top of the stairs where an interviewer was.

"Y/n! Shawn!" She called out. We walked over to her. "You guys look fantastic."

"Thank you." Shawn and I said in unison.

"So, Shawn, this is your second year here, your first time here was with Hailey Bieber, but how does it feel to be here with your girlfriend Y/n?" The interviewer, who's name I later learned was Julia Hoffman, asked. I looked at Shawn with a smile. He smiled at me for a moment before turning back to Julia.

"It feels great, and as you can tell, Y/n looks absolutely gorgeous." Shawn said, causing me to blush.

"She does! Y/n, how does it feel to be here?" Julia asked. Oh no. Shawn squeezed my waist, reassuring me that I was okay and that he was right there. I smiled as I looked at Shawn and then Julia.

"It feels wonderful. I'm so glad that I could be here with Shawn." I said. Shawn beamed a smile at me and kissed my temple.

"Awww, looks like love is in the air! Well go have fun you two!" Julia said. As soon as Shawn and I walked away, he pulled me in tighter to him.

"You did great babe! I'm so proud of you!" Shawn said. I smiled.

"Thank you." I said. Another interviewer pulled us aside. His name escapes me, but I remember exactly what question he asked me.

"So, Y/n, were you ever jealous over the fact that Shawn was here with Hailey last year?" He asked. Uh oh. My smile faltered and I could feel Shawn's grip on me tighten a little bit.

"Well, Shawn weren't dating at that time, actually we hadn't even met yet, but yes I do remember feeling a bit jealous." I said. The interviewer nodded.

"So how do you like being here now? Are you having fun?" He asked.

"I like it, it's nice to be here. As long as I'm with Shawn I'm happy." I said, smiling up at Shawn, who returned my smile.

"Aw, you two are so cute. Well have a nice night!" He said. We thanked him and were soon done with interviews.

"Oh my gosh babe." Shawn said as he smiled at me. His smile went from ear to ear.

"What?" I asked.

"You're killing it. You're doing absolutely fantastic! See, all of those nerves were for nothing, right?" Shawn said and asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. Thank you." I said. He kissed my forehead. Shawn and I talked for a little bit before I saw someone walking over to us. Well, not someone, her. She looked great. Probably better than me. My nerves came rushing back. I had never met her before. What was about to happen? Shawn noticed that my attention had drifted from the conversation and he looked over his shoulder.

"Hey Hailey." Shawn said as he gave her a hug.

"Hi Shawn! You must be Y/n, I'm Hailey Bieber." She said reaching her hand out for me to shake, which I gladly did.

"Hi. You look great." I said with a fake smile, but I meant the compliment.

"Thank you, so do you!" She said, and I suddenly felt bad because I could tell that her smile was real and mine wasn't.

"Thank you." I said.

"Are you guys having fun?" Hailey asked. Shawn and I looked at each other and nodded.

"Yeah. As long as I'm with Shawn, I'm happy." I said. Shawn kissed my temple before speaking.

"Y/n was really nervous on the way here, but she's doing an amazing job. I'm so beyond proud of her." Shawn said as he smiled at me.

"Aw, you guys are such a cute couple. Y/n," Hailey said, suddenly taking my hands in hers and looking me in the eyes. "Don't be nervous. You just smile, pose, and it will all be over before you know it. Plus, you have a great guy with you."

"Yeah. I've just never done this before. I mean, Shawn and I have been seen out in public together but never on the red carpet. But you're right, I do have a great guy with me." I said as Hailey let go of my hands.

"Yeah. Those shoes look amazing by the way!" She said. I was feeling more and more comfortable and relaxed.

"Thank you! I just can't wait to take them off, my feet are killing me." I said with a laugh, and Hailey laughed too. Someone called her name and she turned to them before turning back to us.

"Well, I have to go. It was nice seeing you Shawn, and nice meeting you Y/n!" She said. We waved as she walked away.

"See, that wasn't so bad, now was it?" Shawn asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist and I loosely wrapped my arms around his shoulders and neck. He rested his forehead against mine.

"No, it wasn't. How much more time until we leave? My feet are killing me." I asked and said. Shawn suddenly had a look of concern etched across his face.

"I think just about an hour or so, but we could always cut out early." Shawn said.

"Really? What about the afterparty?" I asked. Shawn shook his head.

"Your feet are more important." He said with a laugh. I smiled at him and nodded.

"Okay. Would you mind if we left early?" I asked. Shawn shook his head again.

"Nope, not at all. Plus, if we leave early, we get to spend more alone time together." Shawn said with a smile, causing me to smile too.

"Okay. Yeah, let's get out of here." I said. Shawn laughed and we soon went back to our hotel room.

"Do you need help getting your dress off?" Shawn asked. I nodded my head and he unzipped my dress from behind. As the dress was falling the floor, my insecurities came rushing back. Now, without the dress, he would be able to see my stomach and thighs, which was the last thing I wanted. I quickly took the heels off and rushed into the bathroom to take the makeup off. Once I shut the bathroom door, I realized that I would have to go back out there for clothes and Shawn would have to see me like this again. Unless...

"Shawn?" I called out.

"Yes honey?" He responded.

"Can you grab me some comfy clothes from my suitcase and bring them in here please?" I asked.

"Sure." He said. Soon there was a knock on the door. I opened it just enough so I could take the clothes from him, and then I shut the door.

"Thank you." I said.

"You're welcome gorgeous." Shawn said, causing my heart to flutter. It's like he had read my mind, and knew exactly how I was feeling. I took off the makeup and got dressed. I stepped out of the bathroom to find Shawn sitting on the bed, waiting for me. I got on the bed and crawled over to him.

"Hi." He said softly as I placed a gentle kiss on his jaw. He turned his head and kissed my nose, causing me to scrunch it, which made him chuckle.

"Hi." I said. I pulled out my phone and saw that I was getting tagged in things on both Twitter and Instagram. Shawn was on his own phone. I scrolled through my mentions and comments on posts. There were some good comments, but others weren't so nice. So many of them said how ugly I looked and how Hailey looked so much better with Shawn than I did. A few of them even called me trash. I didn't even realize that I had tears running down my face until Shawn pulled my phone from my hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? What's wrong darling?" Shawn asked. I got out of the bed and ran to the bathroom, but Shawn and his damn long legs reached me before I could lock myself in there. He turned me around and pulled me close to him as I cried.

"People are saying that I'm trash and that you looked so much better with Hailey than you did with me." I said, letting my insecurities and hate get the best of me. Shawn pulled me in closer to him as he started to rub my back and my head.

"Shhh honey, you're okay. They're wrong, okay? You are not at all trash, and you looked amazing with me. More amazing than anyone ever has. Please don't look at the hate, okay honey?" Shawn asked. I nodded my head against his chest.

"Okay. Shawn?" I asked as I looked up at him. He looked down at me with so much love and adoration.

"Yes love?" He asked.

"Do you really think that I'm gorgeous and beautiful and stunning?" I asked. Shawn's eyes widened.

"Of course I do. You're the most beautiful girl in the world. Why do you ask that Y/n?" Shawn asked. I looked down, but Shawn quickly put his finger underneath my chin so I would be looking up at him.

"I guess that I just don't think that I am." I said.

"Oh Y/n, please believe me when I say that you're the most beautiful girl in the world. Is that why you went running into the bathroom after I unzipped the dress?" Shawn asked. I groaned.

"You caught on to that?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Yup. And then you wouldn't open the door all of the way when I went to give you the clothes." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Yeah. I just, I don't like my stomach, and I don't like my thighs. Well, it's more like I hate them, but -" I said before Shawn cut me off with one of his magical kisses. I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my stomach, I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, and I felt sparks shoot throughout my body. Shawn and I soon pulled away, breathless from the magical kiss.

"You're gorgeous, and I know that you don't want me to see them, but your stomach and thighs are beautiful. You don't have to show them to me now, but when you're ready, I'll be waiting, okay?" Shawn asked. I smiled and nodded as tears formed in my eyes. "Why are you crying honey?"

"I just love the fact that you're so patient and understanding and you treat me so well. You're such an amazing man Shawn Mendes." I said. Shawn smiled at me as he helped to wipe the tears away.

"Thank you. You're an amazing woman Y/n Y/l/n." Shawn said, causing me to smile.

"Thank you." I said before yawning.

"Come on, it's been a long day, let's get some rest." Shawn said, and I let him guide me to the bed. He soon got into bed with me and cuddled with me.

"I had a nice time today." I said.

"Good, I'm glad." Shawn said.

"Good night Shawn." I said.

"Good night Y/n." Shawn said, and with that, we fell asleep.