My boyfriend of almost two years is the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, and he's currently on tour but he has today off. I miss him a lot. I went to a doctors appointment, and when I got back to the home that I share with Shawn, I parked the car and went to the mailbox. I had gotten something from my school. I went inside and opened it. My eyes widened and I smiled.

"On behalf of the entire school, we would like to congratulate you on making the Dean's List!" It said. Oh, I wish Shawn was here right now. He had texted me earlier saying that he was going to do a live stream. I opened up the Instagram app and clicked on Shawn's live stream. His handsome face popped up and I smiled.

"But yeah, I really miss Y/n. She's at home right now. I should call her soon." Shawn said. I requested to join his live stream and I knew when he saw my request to join because his smile widened and his face lit up. "Guys Y/n's going to join the live stream!" He said and then accepted my request to join.

"Hey handsome." I said when both of our faces were on the screen.

"Hey gorgeous. How was your day?" He asked.

"Long. How was yours?" I asked.

"Long. What are you up to right now babe?" He asked.

"Well, I just got home from my appointment and I got something from my school in the mail." I said with a smile.

"What is it?" He asked.

"It's a letter saying that I made Dean's List." I said. He jumped up.

"YEAH! GO BABE! Damn my girl is a smart cookie. Oh I'm so proud of you honey!" He said. I laughed and smiled.

"Thank you baby." I said.

"We're so celebrating this when I get home. What does your GPA have to be in order to make Dean's List?" He asked as he sat back down.

"3.4." I said.

"And what's the highest GPA you can get?" He asked.

"4.0" I said.

"And, my sweet, smart, stunning, wonderful, amazing, girl, what's your GPA?" He asked. I blushed and smiled.

"3.8." I said.

"YES! THAT'S MY GIRL!" He said. I laughed.

"I'm so close to 4.0 yet so far away." I said.

"But babe, you should be so proud of yourself." He said. I nodded.

"I am. How are we going to celebrate this when you get home?" I asked. He thought for a moment.

"Go out and buy a nice dress. I'm taking you out to a nice restaurant. I'll pay you back for the dress because this is my treat." He said.

"I can pay for the dress." I said.

"My love, you made Dean's List and that's pretty damn good! Great, actually. When you get the dress, let me know how much you paid for it and I'll pay you back." Shawn said.

"You don't have to do that." I said.

"My girl just made Dean's List, of course I do." He said. I smiled at him.

"You're too good to me Shawn Mendes." I said. He shook his head.

"Other way around gorgeous. You're too good to me." He said. I smiled and shook my head, in awe of him.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too darling. So are you going to let me pay you back for the dress?" He asked. I sighed but nodded.

"Yes." I said.

"Thank you honey. You don't have to answer this over the live stream if you don't want to, but how did the appointment go?" He asked.

"Good. They weighed me and I lost some weight, so that's good." I said. Shawn frowned.

"What do you mean 'So that's good.'?" He asked. I began playing with the promise ring that he gave me three months into our relationship.

"Well I'm losing weight. Maybe I can lose more by the time that you get home and you'll be able to see a difference." I said.

"Honey you don't need to lose weight. You're perfect the way that you are." Shawn said. I looked down and shook my head.

"Thank you, but that's debatable." I said.

"No, you don't need to lose weight honey. Is this because of hate that you're getting?" Shawn asked. I shook my head.

"No. This is just my own insecurities and my own head." I said, still looking down at my hands.

"Honey look at me." He said. I did and I felt bad that he looked so worried. "You don't need to lose weight. You're beautiful and perfect the way that you are." He said. I held back tears and cleared my throat.

"So how's tour?" I asked.

"It's good. I miss my beautiful girl who doesn't need to lose weight." He said. I sighed.

"I miss you too. Shawn, I know that you say that, and you mean it because you always mean what you say, but if I feel like I should lose weight so I can feel good about myself, shouldn't that be okay for me to do?" I asked. Shawn sighed and nodded as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Yeah. It's just... it kills me because I wish that you could see yourself the way that I see you. You're so beautiful and stunning honey, and to me, you don't need to lose weight. But if you want to lose weight, that's up to you. Just don't go underweight." Shawn said.

"I'm a long way from underweight." I said.

"Did the doctor say that?" Shawn asked. I shook my head.

"No." I said.

"So you came to the conclusion by yourself?" He asked. I tried to hold back the tears, but I couldn't keep them back anymore. They fell onto my cheeks as I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"Oh honey, don't cry. Don't cry honey, I hate seeing you cry and knowing that I can't be there to wipe away your tears." He said.

"Sorry. Um, I think that I'm just going to... I don't know. Read a book or something. I love you." I said.

"Wait, babe, let's Facetime. I can't just sit here, knowing that you're upset, and not do anything about it." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay." I said.

"All right, let me just end the live stream and then I'll Facetime you." He said. I nodded.

"Okay." I said. I then left his live stream and watched as he ended. I broke down crying more. My phone started to ring, and I knew that it was Shawn Facetiming me. I sighed and answered.

"Oh baby. What can I do?" He asked. I shrugged.

"I don't know. I feel like I'm so fat. I hate my stomach and I hate that I have stretch marks on my body. I hate my thighs. I hate everything about the way that I look. Everything." I said before putting my head into my hands and crying. I then heard a sniffle and looked at Shawn, who was crying.

"Honey, please don't hate the way that you look. You're the most beautiful, most stunning, most breathtaking being I've ever laid eyes on, and that's never going to change, I promise. I wish that you could see yourself the way that I do because then you would see how beautiful you are. What can I do to help you baby?" He asked. I sighed and shrugged.

"I don't know. I don't know. Um, when you get home, can you help me with eating healthier and maybe we can go to the gym together?" I asked. He looked hesitant to agree to this. "Please?"

"Okay." He said.

"Thank you." I said. He nodded.

"You're welcome. I love you honey." He said.

"I love you too." I said.

"I wish that I could give you a million kisses and a million hugs right now." Shawn said. I smiled as the tears slowed down.

"That would be nice, wouldn't it?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yeah. I'm proud of you for making Dean's List babe. My girl is so smart." He said. I smiled.

"Thank you. I'm tired so I'm going to take a nap, but I'll text or call you later, okay?" I asked. He nodded.

"Okay baby girl." He said.

"I love you honey." I said.

"I love you too. Sweet dreams my love." He said. I blew him a kiss and then giggled when he pretended to catch it and put it on his cheek. We soon ended our Facetime call and I took a nap. I love Shawn so much and I'm so happy and glad that he's proud of me and that he can always comfort me.