I lay on my bed cuddling with Shawn. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I placed my head in the crook of his neck. I let out a lengthy sigh and snuggled into him more.
"That was a big sigh" he chuckled. I looked up at him and smiled as he pecked my lips. "What's wrong?" He asked sitting up slightly. I adjusted myself and he re-wrapped his arms around me again.
"I have nothing to do" I chuckled.
"Okay then, let's go to Paris" he said brushing his fingers through my hair.
"Paris?" I said furrowing my eyebrows and then chucking. "Wait, Seriously?" I said realising he was not joking.
"Seriously, I'm going away for 6 months and it's not like I don't have the budget to take you to Paris plus it will be nice for just the both of us to go"
"But tomorrow?" He nodded.
"I'll book us a hotel and away we go. I just need to call Steve and ask him to fly us there it'll be-"
"Shawn what am I going to tell me parents?"
"It was a spare the moment kinda thing..."
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
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