You and Me, Forever

I Need You

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It's 1 in the morning, and Camila can't sleep.

She feels cold, uncomfortable, and lonely as she lays tiredly in her queen bed. She had called Shawn ten minutes ago, whining like a little girl, begging him to sneak in so he can hold her against him.

At first, she was used to spending nights without Shawn. Of course, Camila would occasionally lie and tell Harry she was sleeping over her best friend's house, when really, she was spending her nights at Shawn's- making love, watching shitty independent drama films, and pulling multiple failed pranks on each other. But in between those unforgettable nights, she was content enough to sleep by herself.

But now it's nine months in, where they are both undoubtedly head over heals for each other, and Camila just can't sleep without him.

"Your girlfriend is lonely." She pouted as soon as he answered the phone.

Shawn let out a slight chuckle, slowly sitting up so that his bare back rests gently against the headboard.

"Oh yeah?" He teased.

"Shawn" she whined, the back of her heals kicking the mattress like a little girl, "I can't sleep without you, baby. I need you."

Shawn smiled, his fingers playing with the duvet lay upon his lap.

"Come over then, love" he mumbled, "I'm missing you an awful lot. This bed was definitely made for two."

Camila let out a whimper, his bottom lip sticking out as she stares longly at his empty side of the bed.

"Can you come here?" she whispered, "I just really need you right now, I need you in my bed."

Shawn chuckled once again, shaking his head, cheeks blushed at just how adorable she sounded in this moment.

"On my way, my love."

As Camila starts to rub the corner of his pillow between her fingers after fifteen minutes of waiting for him, she hears his car pull up into her driveway.

She throws the duvets off of her, quickly, but quietly, making her way down the steps to her front door. When she opens it, seeing Shawn standing there in an oversized sweatshirt, she can't help but kiss him immediately.

He smiles in the kiss, holding her close as he makes his way in the house. He's too distracted by Camila's lips feverishly attacking his to notice where exactly he's going. Whilst clumsily walking toward the staircase with hooded eyes and hands roaming the sides of her body, Shawn rams his knee against her front table.

"Oh fuckin' hell!" He yelps.

"Sh, quiet!" Camila giggles, placing her hand on the back of Shawn's neck.

"I always told you to move that damn table." He hisses, with a small chuckle following, attempting to soothe the pain by rubbing is hand over it.

Camila giggles again, leading Shawn toward her bedroom. As badly as she wants to continue kissing the living out of Shawn, they can't risk waking Harry up.

Harry is extremely protective of every guy she brings home. Being her big brother, he just can't stand the thought of someone hurting his baby sister, especially after their father was found to be very abusive toward her. He is particularly sensitive to any of the boys dating her, having each member sign an unofficial contract that none of them are to act upon her. No dates, no going out alone, and absolutely no relationship.