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

I woke up the feeling of my boyfriend Shawn Mendes's strong arms wrapped around me. When I opened my eyes, he was already looking at me. He smiled at me.

"Good morning gorgeous." He said as he rubbed my lower back.

"Good morning handsome. How did you sleep my love?" I asked. Shawn kissed my forehead.

"Good, mostly because you were in my arms." Shawn said, the smile never leaving his face. I blushed. "How did you sleep?" He asked.

"Good because your arms were wrapped around me. You make me feel so safe Shawn." I said. Shawn placed a gentle kiss on my forehead, and he let his lips linger there. That's his way of saying 'I love you.'

"Come on baby, let's get up." He said as he got up. I pulled him back down.

"No, I want cuddles." I whined, causing Shawn to chuckle.

"Well, my love, we can cuddle after we make breakfast." Shawn said. I pouted, which made Shawn laugh.

"Fine." I groaned. I got up out of bed and Shawn ran around and scooped me into his arms. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Carrying you bridal style, duh." Shawn said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. By now we were at the bottom of the stairs.

"No, stop, I'm too heavy." I said. Shawn set me down and held onto my shoulders.

"Baby what are you talking about?" Shawn asked. I shook my head and tried to walk into the kitchen. Shawn gently grabbed my wrist and spun me around so I was facing him.

"Let's face it Shawn, I'm fat. We can't keep denying it." I said. Shawn pulled me in for a hug but I pushed away. I didn't want to be comforted right now.

"Baby girl, you're not at all fat. You're beautiful and perfect." Shawn said. I shook my head and walked into the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked Shawn. He came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his hands on my stomach. I pushed his hands away.

"Stop that. I love your stomach and it's perfect." Shawn said.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast?" I asked Shawn again.

"Pancakes would be good." He said. I kissed his cheek, causing him to smile, and got to work making the pancakes. Shawn helped me and soon they were done. We sat down at the table and I picked at my food. Shawn soon caught on to this and raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"What?" I asked.

"Why are you picking at your food?" Shawn asked.

"I'm just not feeling so good." I lied. The truth was I didn't want to eat. Maybe, the less I eat, the less I'll weigh. (A/n: Don't do this!!!)  Shawn stared at me, trying to figure out if I was telling the truth or not, but soon gave up. He went back to his food and finished eating. "Do you want the rest of mine?" I asked him. He shook his head.

"Put it in the refrigerator baby." Shawn said. I nodded and did exactly that. Shawn went over to the couch and laid down. When I walked over, I shook my head. He shot me a questioning look.

"I don't want to lay on you." I said.

"Why Y/n? You love to lay on me." Shawn asked and said.

"Yes, I do,  but I don't feel like crushing you." I said. Shawn stood up and cupped my face in his hands as he caressed my cheek.

"Baby, you don't crush me. You're perfect the way that you are. Please lay on me baby, I love it when you do that." Shawn pleaded. I thought for a moment before shaking my head.

"I want to sit up and put my head on your chest. Can I put my bony butt on your lap please?" I asked with a giggle. Shawn smiled and nodded.

"Okay. Whatever you want honey." Shawn said. So that's exactly what we did. My head rested on his shoulder as I sat in his lap.

"I love you Shawn." I said. I could hear him smile.

"I love you too Y/n." Shawn said. I placed a gentle kiss on his neck before nuzzling my face in. Around noon Shawn made us sandwiches.

"Oh I don't want any, but thank you." I said. I didn't tell him that I didn't want to eat because of my insecurities. Shawn frowned.

"Couldn't you have at least told me that before I made the sandwich?" Shawn asked.

"I didn't know you were going to make one." I said, playing with my fingers. Why was he getting upset with me?

"I made your favorite, and now it's going to go to waste." Shawn said as he dumped it into the trash can.

"Shawn, we could have put it in the refrigerator. You didn't have to throw it out." I said. Shawn frowned.

"Oh. Oops." He said with a chuckle. I shook my head and went upstairs. "Where are you going?" Shawn asked.

"To take a nap." I said.

"Oh, you didn't seem tired." Shawn said.

"Well, I am." I said. The real reason why I was going to lay down was because I was so sad about my insecurities.

"Okay. Do you want me to lay with you?" Shawn asked as he followed behind me. I got into bed.

"No. You can do whatever you want." I said, and although I said this, I was assuming that he was still going to lay in bed with me.

"Okay. I think I'm going to go watch the tv. Probably Grey's Anatomy or something." Shawn said. I nodded, feeling a little hurt. Was I second best to a tv show?

"Okay. I love you." I said. Shawn walked over to me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

"I love you too, my darling girl." He said with a smile. I smiled back at him. After laying down for a few hours, I woke up to the sound of rowdiness. I walked downstairs only to find Andrew, Zubin, Eddy, Geoff, Dave, and Mike on the couch and chairs. I was shocked that Shawn was letting them be so loud.

"Hi boys." I said.

"Hi Y/n!" They all said, some of them giving me hugs. Andrew didn't. He thinks that I'm a distraction to Shawn, therefore he doesn't like me.

"Shawn can I talk to you in the dining room please?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Of course darling." Shawn said. We walked into the dining room and I crossed my arms.

"What the fuck?" I asked. Shawn looked confused.

"What?" He asked.

"I was sleeping and then I get woken up by the sound of noisy boys." I said. Shawn rubbed my arms.

"I'm sorry baby, I'll tell them to quiet down." He said. I nodded and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you. I'm going to go back upstairs." I said. Shawn nodded. I walked back through the living room so I could go upstairs.

"Hey Y/n?" Andrew asked.

"Yeah?" I asked, stopping in my tracks. He almost never talks to me unless he absolutely has to.

"Are you and Shawn pregnant? You look like you've gained some weight." He said with a smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Shawn said. I ran upstairs and cried as I listened to Shawn scream at Andrew for being an asshole to me. Shawn soon came upstairs and wrapped his arms around me. I pushed him away.

"No, get away from me and my fat self." I said. Shawn shook his head.

"I just kicked them all out. I told them that I need to be alone with my girl. You're not at all fat baby girl. Please let me hold you, I want to comfort you." Shawn pleaded. I shook my head.

"I hate the way that I look. I hate it. Do I seriously look that overweight that I could be pregnant?" I said and asked. Shawn shook his head violently.

"No, you don't. He was just being a dick. Don't listen to him baby." Shawn said.

"It's so hard when your fans are telling me that I'm fat and ugly." I said. Shawn tugged at his curls in frustration.

"They need to stop doing that. You're perfect the way that you are and you're stunning and beautiful and amazing." Shawn said. I smiled at him and gently pulled his hands away from his hair.

"Don't tug." I said. Shawn smiled at me.

"But seriously baby, you're perfect." Shawn said.

"No, stop, I'm not perfect." I said.

"You're perfect to me. You once told me that my opinion is your favorite opinion, right?" Shawn asked. I hesitantly nodded.

"Right." I said.

"Then trust me when I say that my opinion is that you're perfect to me. I love you darling." Shawn said. I smiled at him as he kissed my forehead, letting his lips linger once again.

"I love you too handsome. Can I tell you something?" I said and asked. Shawn nodded as he sat on the bed with me.

"Of course. You can tell me anything." Shawn said.

"I was kind of hurt that you picked Grey's Anatomy over me when I was going to nap." I said.

"But baby, you said that I could do whatever I want. Plus, I would never pick anything over you." Shawn said.

"I just don't want to be second best." I said.

"You were never second best." Shawn said. (A/n: To All The Boys I've Loved Before reference!!!)

"Are you sure?" I asked. Shawn nodded and got into bed with me.

"I'm positive. Now what's up with you pushing me away?" Shawn said and asked.

"I just don't like my body." I said. Shawn kissed my cheek.

"Oh honey, like I said, you're perfect. Please believe me." He pleaded. I hesitantly nodded.

"Okay. Can we lay down and cuddle now?" I asked with a smile. Shawn chuckled and nodded.

"Of course, my love." Shawn said. We laid down and Shawn held me. This time, I didn't push his hands away. I love Shawn and how he comforts me.