I sat on the couch with my fiancé, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes. Well, he was sitting on the couch, but my head was in his lap as we watched tv. He was running his fingers through my hair when he got a text.

"Oh it's Hailey." He said, and my stomach immediately went into a knot. I had met Hailey Baldwin Bieber once but I still felt jealous. At one point, Shawn and Hailey were seen together a lot, and even though that was before Shawn and I had met, I remember feeling a knot in my stomach then too.

"Okay." I said.

"Um, I don't think that you're going to like this, but she says that the Tommy Hilfiger people reached out to her and want her and I to do the Met Gala together again." He said. I sat up.

"What?" I asked. He repeated it and the knot in my stomach got worse as I began to bounce my leg.

"Baby, breathe. She's married to Justin, we're engaged, nothing's going to happen between us." Shawn said. I nodded. "What's going through your mind right now?" Shawn asked. I shrugged.

"I don't even know. She's a nice girl, and I know that we're engaged and that she's married to Justin, but I just feel this big knot in my stomach right now." I said as I stared straight ahead. Shawn pulled me onto his lap and used his hand to gently turn my head so I was looking at him.

"You know what? I'm going to call Andrew." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay." I said as I played with my beautiful engagement ring. Shawn called Andrew.

"Hey, am I supposed to do the Met Gala with Hailey? I am? Okay, so here's the thing: I don't want to. I want to do the Met Gala with Y/n." Shawn said and my head snapped in his direction.

"What?" I whispered. Shawn rubbed my back.

"Andrew, either I do the Met Gala with Y/n or I don't do it at all. If Y/n does the Met Gala with me, she is going to have input on what dress she gets to wear. Remember the last time that we went to a red carpet event? No one let her choose what she could wear, they just put her in a dress, and even though she still looked gorgeous, she hated it. So either I do the Met Gala with my fiancé or I don't do it at all." Shawn said. There was a pause where Andrew must have been talking. "Okay. Bye." Shawn said and hung up.

"So am I going to the Met Gala?" I asked.

"Andrew is going to talk to the Tommy Hilfiger people and then get back to me. Would you mind coming with me darling?" Shawn asked. I smiled and shook my head.

"No. That would be nice." I said. He smiled at me and then his phone rang. He answered it.

"Hey... so I can walk with Y/n and she's allowed to pick out her dress? Great, thanks man." Shawn said and then hung up. He smiled at me. "You're going to the Met Gala baby." He said. I smiled at him and began to pepper his face with kisses. He laughed.

"Yay! Oh I'm so excited Shawn!" I said. Shawn smiled at me.

"I'm excited that you're coming with me. I love you so much baby girl." Shawn said. I rested my head on his shoulder.

"I love you more honey." I said. Shawn chuckled and shook his head as he wrapped his arms around me.

"You're crazy." He said. I lifted my head up and looked into his gorgeous caramel eyes.

"Yeah, crazy in love with you." I said. Shawn threw his head back with laughter and my heart fluttered at the mere sound of it.

"That's my line!" He said, and I laughed. A few weeks later, I was shown pictures of dresses that I could wear, or I could wear something similar to that dress, to the Met Gala. One of the pictures was of Shawn and Hailey at the Met Gala.

"No. I mean this in the nicest way possible, but I don't want to look like her. She looks gorgeous, like a princess actually, but I don't want people to think that I'm copying Hailey or anything like that. I want to look like a different person from her and be my own person." I said. They nodded and flipped the page. My eyes widened.

"What about this one?" The stylist asked as she showed me a picture of a pinkish dress that had flowers on it. I smiled and nodded, and that's what we decided I would wear to the Met Gala. A few weeks later it was the day of the Met Gala and I put the dress on, people did my hair and makeup, and then I stepped out to where Shawn was. He was wearing a beautiful gray suit and he looked so handsome. When he saw me, his jaw dropped and his eyes widened.

"Holy crap. I'm the luckiest man in the world. You look absolutely gorgeous babe!" Shawn said. I blushed and smiled at him.

"Thank you honey. You look so handsome." I said. Shawn blushed and smiled at me. He then interlaced his fingers with mine. I felt electricity spark through me yet I felt safe and warm at the same time. Shawn continued to hold my hand as we stepped out to where the car - and paparazzi and fans - was.

"SHAWN! Y/N!" People yelled, but we just smiled and went straight into the car. Shawn helped me get my dress in before he got in and I smiled at him. The door was shut and then a thought popped into my head.

"Shawn?" I asked.

"Yes my darling?" He asked.

"What exactly is the Met Gala?" I asked. He chuckled and googled it so he could have the right definition of it.

"According to Wikipedia it is 'an annual fundraising gala for the benefit of the Metropolitan Museum of Art's Costume Institute in New York City.'" Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay." I said. We soon arrived at the event and Shawn helped me out and helped me fix my dress before he took my hand again.

"You've been coming with me to red carpets before, so you know how to pose and everything. They're going to be yelling things, but don't respond, just smile and pose. Also, if you get too nervous or anything and want to leave, just let me know, okay babe?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Okay." I said and we started to pose for pictures as we slowly went up the stairs. At one point, I had placed my arm down by my side, but I wanted to show off the fact that Shawn had claimed me as his forever, so I put my hand that had my engagement ring on it and rested it on Shawn's clothed abs. He looked at me and smiled before whispering in my ear.

"You okay darling?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. Just want to show off my beautiful engagement ring." I said. Shawn's smile grew. He then placed a hand on my cheek and kissed me gently and lovingly. I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, I felt sparks shoot through my body like fireworks, and I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon. Shawn pulled away and whispered in my ear again.

"Remember how apparently Hailey and I being here together meant that we had confirmed our relationship even though we were never in one?" Shawn asked. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"Well how about that kiss for a relationship confirmation?" Shawn whispered and I threw my head back with laughter, causing Shawn's smile to widen, as we walked up a few more steps and then stopped to pose some more. We then reached the top of the stairs where some interviewers were and were called over by one.

"Hi everyone, this is Julia Hoffman here from E! News with Shawn Mendes and Y/n Y/l/n. First of all, congratulations on your engagement!" Julia said.

"Thank you." Shawn and I said.

"So, Y/n, this is your first time being at the Met Gala, how do you feel?" Julia asked. Shawn's arm was wrapped around my waist and I smiled.

"I feel good. I'm happy to be here with my favorite person." I said and Shawn kissed my temple, causing my smile to widen.

"When Shawn last did the Met Gala, it was with Hailey Bieber, whose last name was Baldwin at the time. Were you a fan of Shawn's at that time?" She asked. Shawn rubbed my side and I realized that I had tensed up when Hailey was mentioned.

"Oh I was a fan of Shawn's for years before we even met." I said with a smile.

"So did you feel any bit of jealousy when you saw the photos of Shawn and Hailey at the Met Gala?" Julia asked. Oh no. How do I answer this?

"Um, well it was weird because it was over a year before him and I had even met and I remember seeing the pictures and wishing that I could be here with him, but I guess that yes, there was some jealousy there." I said. Shawn kissed my temple again.

"Your wish about being here with me has come true." Shawn said. I smiled at him and nodded. The interview went on for a bit, and we had other interviews too, Hailey was mentioned in each, but soon the event was over, and Shawn, Andrew and I were back in the car. I yawned.

"I'm tired." I said.

"Put your head on my shoulder and close your eyes darling. We'll be back at the hotel soon." Shawn said. I nodded and did as told.

"Thank you for bringing me honey. I had a lot of fun, the only bad thing is that my feet are killing me now." I said with a laugh. Shawn rubbed my arm.

"Oh honey, why didn't you tell me sooner?" He asked.

"Because we were both having fun." I said. Shawn rested his head on top of mine.

"I'm so proud of you Y/n. You did a great job with the pictures and with the interviews and just everything." Shawn said. His praise made me smile and I picked my head up so I could look at him.

"Thank you. You did a great job too Shawn. And thank you for sticking by my side the whole time." I said. Shawn smiled at me and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. I leaned into his touch and close my eyes.

"You're welcome honey." He said. I opened my eyes and gave him a tired smile before putting my head back on his shoulder. I wrapped my arm around his waist and he kept one of his arms around my shoulders.

"Shawn baby?" I asked.

"Hmmm?" He responded.

"Can I just say that I love it when you tell me that you're proud of me? It makes me feel so good. Like, you're literally the most important person in my whole life and so whenever you tell me that you're proud of me, no matter what the reason is, I just get really happy." I asked and said. Shawn kissed the top of my head.

"Oh my darling girl, I'm always proud of you." He said. My smile widened.

"Well I'm always proud of you too baby." I said. He rested his head on mine.

"Thank you baby girl." He said. I then picked my head up again.

"So do you like this dress?" I asked. His smile was huge as he nodded.

"I love it. You look so gorgeous, but then again you always do. I can't wait to see you in whatever wedding dress you choose. You're going to look so magnificent." Shawn said, and I blushed.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too." Shawn said. We soon arrived at the hotel and Shawn helped me get out of the dress when we got to our hotel room. He then had me sit on the counter so he could wipe my makeup off of me.

"Babe?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He responded as he wiped away my mascara gently.

"Do you like it when I wear makeup?" I asked. I didn't need to have my eyes open to know that he was frowning at my question.

"I mean, you look pretty while wearing it but you look even more beautiful and stunning and more real without it. Why do you ask that darling?" Shawn asked. I shrugged as he finished taking off my makeup. I opened my eyes.

"I don't know. I guess that I just feel like I'm only pretty when I'm wearing it." I said. Shawn frowned even more as he shook his head almost violently.

"No. You're the most beautiful when you're wearing sweats, and your hair is up and you have no makeup on. You're always beautiful Y/n. Always." Shawn said. His frown had gone away. I smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for loving me like you do." I said. He kissed my forehead and let his lips linger there for a moment. It's one of his ways of saying I love you. He then pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

"Well thank you for loving me like you do babe. You're one of a kind." He said with a smile. I leaned my head forward and kissed him. I then realized that he was still in his suit. I pulled away from the kiss.

"Here, let me help you get changed." I said. He smiled at me as I undressed him and I could feel his eyes studying my face.

"So beautiful." He whispered, and I blushed as I looked up at him and smiled. He then blushed. "I literally didn't even mean to say that out loud. I was just thinking it, and it came out." Shawn said and I giggled.

"Well thank you for saying it even though you didn't mean to say it out loud." I said. He nodded and got changed into his pajamas.

"Cuddle time?" He asked. I nodded and we turned off the lights and got into bed and cuddled.

"Thank you again for today honey. It was so much fun." I said. Shawn kissed my forehead.

"You're welcome. I'm glad that you had fun. Good night my precious girl. I love you." Shawn said. I smiled for the millionth time that day.

"Good night my precious man. I love you too." I said, and we fell asleep. I love Shawn so much and I'm so glad that we went to the Met Gala together.