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between us — series.

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ruined love life and academic life a chaos, this is your life. To help further, your best friend starts dating a boy - completely unknown - and you have to try to be friends with him.

Warnings: angst

Count: 4K

Previous chapter: here.

Two weeks passed. Yes, two long weeks passed. Penny continues to date the bulky haired man whose name is Shawn - I found out the next day, since we met. And Wes keeps ignoring me. I stopped trying to run after him, Penny's advice, who's pretty professional at it.

It's saturday night and Penny had the brilliant - not so much - idea of going to a party. I don't really like parties, but I decided to go and have some fun.

After the bath I choose something comfortable, but also beautiful. Penny is so gorgeous in a blue dress that I feel ashamed of the rags I'm wearing. And when she sees me in the living room, her eyes widen.

"What the fuck?" I look around and feel confused.

"What?"

"What is this? For God's sake?"

"Eh... My clothes?" I say it was obvious, but I know what she's insinuating.

"Ah sweetie, what I do with you?" She sighs and holds out her hand to me. "Come here."

I follow her to her room and I feel like I don't belong here. It's a mess, very different from mine.

"I'll go make-up you, okay?"

"Not too much. Please." I say really low and I see a small smile on her face.

And after a while, after fiddling with her makeup case, she turns me to the mirror and I like what I see. I'm a catastrophe with these things, but Penny does it so well that it looks like pure art. My eyes are pretty lit, outlined with long eyelashes and my lips are slightly reddish, nothing extravagant.

"Now the clothes, I won't let you go with these." She points quickly at my jeans. Penny rummages in her own wardrobe and pulls out a white shorts, a tank top with a black silk-like fabric and a pair of strappy heels. "Go, get dressed. I'll be waiting for you."

When she leaves, I pull the strip of the shoe with my finger and notice how tall it is. I let it fall in the floor and sighed. In two minutes I'm ready. My hair is stuck in a ponytail and the clothes fell very well on me. I stare at the mirror once again and leave Penny's room.

Penny praises me and then we get off to get our ride, in case, Shawn. I'm a little surprised by their relationship, it's been a week and they seem closer than ever, it's weird, because my best friend isn't like that at all. But I wouldn't complain, he rides to me and Penny whenever we need, then it's okay.

When we get on the street, he's parked with a heavy denim jacket molding his body. Penny runs into his arms and hugs him, they kiss and exchange compliments; like a lovey-dovey couple. I stand waiting for the good will of the two who continue to clutch in public in the middle of the street, at last, I roll my eyes irritated.

"You too, disgusting. Can we go?" I say and Penny shows her tongue, laughing. Shawn looks me up and smiles.

"Look who's cute today!"

I raise my eyebrow and Penny slaps his shoulder.

"So you mean I'm ugly?" I swing my head when I get into the car and they do the same.

"I would never." He looks at me in the rearview mirror with that crooked smile on his face. I roll my eyes and turn to the window. I know he's a bit of a jerk when he wants to, but he can be cool too, sometimes.

When we arrived at the house of the party host, it was possible to see several cars and drunken people in the street. What I hate at parties, people don't have self control and it gets rather disgusting. Penny hugs Shawn and walks with him to the door, as soon as they enter I see him talking to several people, maybe he's very popular. Penny already has a glass in her hand and once again I feel out of place, but it was to be expected.

"Who is this?" A guy a little shorter than Shawn and with brown hair looks at me with a half smile on his face.

Oh no.

"My best friend, Y/N." Penny smiles.

I thank her mentally for thinking that I don't know how to speak, let alone present myself. I look at the boy and smile, he does the same. He leans into Shawn's ear and says something I can't hear since the music is very loud. Shawn smiles at the boy and after that hits his back, fading away with my friend.

"Cameron." He says at last, drinking his beer or whatever he has in that glass.

"Hi." I say, trying to keep up with his excitement.

"You're beautiful, you know that?"

What?

I feel my face blush. I smile weakly and he understands this as a thank-you, and I thank him for that.

Someone shouts outside the house and Cameron widens his eyes. Without asking for permission he holds my hand and drags me through the midst of several people. The back area is large and there is an extensive pool, many people are inside it, including people without clothes.

"Oh shit!" He says angrily and goes out to the boys who are jumping in the pool with beer. I laugh when a boy throws a fair amount of water on Cameron. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Seconds later, I lose sight of him.

I stand and watch people dancing and having fun. Until green eyes cross mine and my stomach twists instantly.

"Y/N?" He says with a smile on his face. Damn perfect smile. I turn and go back to the living room. If I'm going to have to face Wes, I need a drink. I take the glass on the shelf and turn it around. "Please, wait..." He pulls at my arm, but I let go.

"What do you want?" There's disappointment and heartache in my voice and he notices.

"Um, are you mad at me?" I raise my eyebrows and stare at him sarcastically. He can only be fucking kidding me. Really.

"Are you serious?" I just can laugh right now. "You're an idiot." I turn and keep walking, but I know he's following me.

"Let me explain, please. It's not what you are thinking!"

"Explain what, Wesley? What?" Ipractically scream, but nobody around really pays attention since they are drunk. "You want to explain why you just disappear after kissing me? You know how I felt bad after that? Oh, of course, do you want to explain yourself why you were avoiding me and just ran away when I showed up at the store that day? Do me a favor." I dump all my anger on him, all the same. When I look at him, his eyes are staring at me with no emotion, I can't say, but he continues.

"I like you." He says low, but for some work of life, I listen. I look at him wide-eyed and choke on my own saliva.

"You what?" I ask again, emphasizing the last word.

"I like you." He leans against the wall and lowers his head. Now I'm confused. Too confusing. "I know I was stupid when I avoided you, but I didn't know what I was feeling. You're my best friend and I really like you."

Oh, God. My body suddenly came on alert, I no longer knew if it was the beer or just the sensations Wes gave me. I open my mouth to respond, but at the same moment Cameron comes up with another glass of beer and stares at me.

"Is everything okay here?" I think he's a little drunk.

"Of course it is." Wes says, looking directly at Cameron.

Why do I get the feeling that they are burning out through their eyes?

"I talked to her, asshole." Cameron says seriously.

Oh no.

"And I'm answering for her, asshole." I look at the two of them and realize they are approaching in an intimidating way.

"Guys..." I put myself on the two of them and ask God not to want to kill themselves. "Stop it, damn it!" I look at both of them and they finally stare at me. "You." I point to Cameron who looks at me confused. "You're drunk. Do not make a scene." Then I turn to Wes. "And you..." I sigh, remembering our conversation. "We still have to talk."

"What's happening?" Suddenly Shawn appears with Penny at his side.

"Two people acting like stupid teenagers. Just that." I roll my eyes and walk past them.

I knew coming to this party would be a bad idea, but I thought I could have some fun. First I see Wes, then he says he feels something for me and then Cameron almost gets into a fight with him. My God, why does everything have to be so messy and dramatic?

When I realize I'm already outside the house and I sigh as I feel the fresh air invading my lungs.

I cross the street and find a concrete bench near an abandoned square. I don't know what time it is, but I don't care. When I sigh I see the smoke condensing in the air, coming out of my lips. It's really cold and Penny's clothes only make it worse. I want to leave, but I don't have a car and I'm a little bit drunk.

I feel a great urge to cry, not because of what happened, but I'm sensitive and alone in a cold bench while everyone is filling up and having fun at the sound of any loud music.

I don't know how long I'm sitting here alone, but I watch Shawn come and walk toward me.

"Hey." He sits beside me. I don't say anything, because I really don't know what to say. "Why are you out here?" He turns around and I do the same.

"I'm tired and I want to go home."

"You want to tell me what happened in there?" His hand touches my shoulder, and then he opens his eyes and removes his hands from me. "Fuck, you're freezing." I laughed weakly and shrugged. I feel really cold. "Wait a second." Shawn gets up and crosses the street to his silver car. He opens the trunk and pulls out a huge sweater, I think it's a sweatshirt. "Here."

"Thanks." I take the sweater from his hands and smile. When I put it on, stretches up to half of my thighs and I laugh. I didn't know he was that tall. "Do you keep clothes in your car?"

"You never know when I'll need it." He smiles a little mischievously and I roll my eyes angrily.

"Ew!"

"Cameron was really drunk, I'm sorry if he did something you didn't like."

"It's all right." I sigh. "At least I kept Wes from being beaten." Shawn laughs and folds his arms.

"And you and Wes?" He looks at me. "Did you guys talk?"

"Kind of..." I wring my lips, remembering our brief conversation. "We were interrupted by your drunken friend.

"I hope it all right." Then no more, he gets up and walks back to his car. I stare at him without understanding. He turns and looks at me. "You don't come?"

Your car is a bit warm and it makes me calm. Shawn is driving to my apartment so far we haven't said a word at all, but I'm grateful he's kind enough to offer me a ride.

The sound of the radio scares me as I'm focused on the landscape all around us. A lively song plays and from the corner of my eye I see Shawn tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. He is very focused while driving.

"Shawn?" I call him. He turns around quickly and switches his gaze between me and the lane. "May I ask you a question?"

"You kind of did." He laughs. I roll my eyes.

"Really." He agrees. "You really like Penny?" It was automatic. A smile appeared on his face as soon as I spoke about her. I think things are going beyond what I imagined between them.

"Yes, I do. She is amazing."

She is. Penny is amazing and all the boys are so lucky to have been with her. She's been my best friend since high school and all the girls envied her. She's funny and beautiful, smart as hell. She knows how to win someone and how to make friendships. Let's say that we're somewhat different, but always wanted to be a bit like her, to have this ease of interaction with people. I can tell you that Shawn is lucky to be with her. Maybe she's lucky too. He's a nice guy, after all.

"Why are you asking that?"

"She's my best friend, I want to see her happy. I just wanted to know if you really like her as you seem to like." I shrug and he smiles.

"So that means you like me?" He was playing with me, a tremendous idiot.

"Don't do that." I say seriously, but he keeps smiling.

But in the end, I smile too.

When he parks in front of the condo, I jump out of the car and thank him for the ride.

"Hey." I turn and lean against the window of the car.

"Yes?" I ask looking at him.

Shawn smiles and sighs.

"If you need anything, you can call me."

I raise my eyebrows and laugh through my nose. What?

"And why would I call you?"

"Because we are friends." He grimaces and I pull away.

Are? Are we really friends? I say nothing, but I wave as he walks away. Shawn is really dumb, but he's a cool jerk. When I get to my floor, I open the elevator door, and when my eyes hit the floor hall, I start to feel my hands on my chest.

"What are you doing here?" I'm still holding the elevator door. I'm confused and I think the drink is finally working, as I see Wes sitting in front of my door.

He gets up and stands right in front of me.

"I left right after you. I thought you were coming here, so you were late and... Anyway, I was expecting you." He shrugs and sighs.

Oh God, was he waiting for me all this time? I know it may sound stupid, but I smile with his gesture and realize that it means he cares about me, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"Oh, all right." That's all that comes out. "Lets go in." I take the key out of Penny's shorts pocket and open the door. I give Wesley space to get in and close it down.

I don't know what to think. I know we should talk about your feelings, but things happened that hurt me and I can't rule it out. Wes stood in the living room. He reaches into his sweatpants pocket and bites his lips. Damn it. Why does he have to be so charming and handsome? It's hard to resist like this. Focus. That's it, I need to stay focused.

"Whose clothes are these?" He points at my body. I look down and then I remember I'm dressed in Shawn's sweater, which fell like a huge dress on me.

"Shawn's."

"Ah." That's all he says.

"I'll change my clothes. Feel free." I gesture with my hands and walk away.

My heart 's a thousand. Did he think the wrong things about me being Shawn's clothes? Hope not. I take off my sandals, pull out all Penny's clothes and fold. I put on the black cotton pants and a long blouse. It's not so cold in here so I feel comfortable wearing this kind of clothing.

When I go back to the living room, I see Wes with his arms on his knees and his head down. He kicks the floor frantically, must be a nervous tic or something. But he's still lovely. He notices my presence and looks at me with a crooked smile. I sit on the other couch and staring at him, seeking something to say to end the embarrassment between us.

"I guess I should start by apologizing." He says in a sigh and sits down on the couch, getting into a position where he can look directly at me. "I'm sorry that I left way that day, it's just that I wasn't sure what I was doing and when we kissed it was like... I can't explain. It was good and I wanted to do it a long time ago, I swear." My heart is so fast that I'm afraid to end up having a heart attack. "I avoided you because I were fighting the obvious. I didn't want to believe what was happening, not after all my past...

"The obvious?" I ask in a trembling voice.

"I like you." He smiled. "How could I not like you?" You were my best friend when I had no one and supported me. You are awesome. Funny, beautiful and that's all I wanted." The butterflies in my stomach were making a random flights marathon inside me. "I really like you. Do you forgive me for being an idiot?"

I was incredulous. Happy and incredulous. I could not say anything. I think I'm numbed with truth and happiness.

"Yes." I say lower than I should.

Wes smiles and gets up, I follow his movements and I shiver as he approaches where I am. I lean on the arm of the sofa and look up. His body leans close to mine and I stare into those green eyes, the beautiful green eyes he has. Her rosy lips are screaming for me to approach and touch them, and by God, I want it so much ...

"I'm gonna kiss you." He says quietly and I agree. He rests his arms on the side of my body and fits his leg between my legs and I lay my head on the sofa according to his approach. I shift my gaze from his lips to his eyes and I open a smile that ends up making Wes smile too.

He sticks his hand into the back of my neck and makes me raise my head a little, enough for him to reach me. And when our lips touch, my body seems to explode like fireworks on New Year's Eve. His lips begin to move over mine in a slow and delicious rhythm, I follow his movements and reach his face with both hands and try to pull him closer. I feel my legs weaken as his tongue moistens my lips and asks for passage, without delay I make our tongues meet and dance together during the kiss. I lower my hands to his sweatshirt and touch his skin underneath with his fingertips. Just like the last time. And this time he does not back down. It makes my chest rise and fall so fast, I don't know what I'm feeling, but I'm definitely happy. His abdomen is hard and I stretch my hand feeling every inch of his skin. "Y/N..." He whispers between the kiss.

I open my eyes and Wes does the same. We are so intimate and close, with a crazy desire of each other. I can feel the warmth of his body, even with all these cloths between us.

"Let's go to my room." I say without much thought, but he agrees.

He holds it in my hand and as soon as we enter, I close the door and he presses me on it. This time he kisses me with fury, desire and despair. His hands are on my face and go down to my waist. I smile and secure the hem of her sweater and do not think before pulling it up. Wes walks away to help me and I sigh heavily when I get the sight of him throwing his clothes into another corner of the room.

His shirt goes up a bit, exposing his body to take his breath away. I approach and kiss again. He walks with his hands behind me and sits on the edge of the bed. His hand goes down to my legs and I understand the "message". I move my legs to the side of his body and sit on his lap. Wes separates for a moment and carries me to the middle of the bed. Her hands wrap the thin cloth of my blouse and pull in a single movement, but unfortunately the cloth gets stuck in my hair and it makes me laugh like an idiot.

"Sorry!" I pull at her blouse and it finally falls on the bed. Wes laughs and runs his hands over my bare shoulders, then stares at my bust and looks up into my eyes. "I totally broke the mood, huh?"

"No way." He kisses my shoulder. "It only makes me want you more." He traces the kisses up my neck. I toss my head to the side and close my eyes. I think I'm losing my senses.

"Oh yeah?" It comes out like a moan, but I do not care.

"Yeah."

Wesley kisses my pulse point and it weakens me. His tongue moves slowly across my skin, crawling and sucking my neck with mastery and caution. When I'm ready for the next step, I hear a noise coming from the room and it sounds like a shout. Wes looks at me startled, and I get up in a hurry to get my sweater on, anyway, and I open the door.

Penny is yelling at Shawn in the living room, I can see from the hallway. I don't want to intrude, but I'm a little scared and since all the mood between me and Wes went downhill, I'm still standing at the door listening to everything.

"Shut up. Shut the fuck up, you idiot!" She shouts angrily. I've never seen her like this. "Who do you think you are to talk to me like that, huh?"

"Fuck, Penny!" He rattles, but I realize that he is much calmer than she. "I've apologized thirty times. After all, you should do this, right?"

"What? Me?" She screams. "I didn't do anything."

"Stop yelling, your best friend is home."

"And? Are you going to be worried about her now? Why did you give her a ride?"

They're fighting over me, is that?

"She was bad, my Godness! Don't you realize how selfish you are? Penny, you're too drunk. Why don't you go to sleep?"

"Because I want to know why you were with that slut!" Is she talking about me? Is she really talking about me? "Fucking answer me!" I hear the sound of something breaking and my heart is racing. I look back and Wes is still shirtless, but he's after me.

"I wasn't with Laura, I told you five hundred times!" I feel a gigantic relief when I realize it's not about me. "You're being paranoid, damn it!"

She is silent and I wonder what is happening. Then I hear a strange noise, but I can see when Penny hits Shawn's face hard. He opens his eyes and I feel like I need to do something.

"Penny!" I say loudly and they both look at me.

He stands still, but foaming with rage. Penny stares at me and looks ahead, seeing the anger on the boy's face she has just assaulted.

"Oh my God, I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She tries to kiss him, but he grabs her wrists and pulls her away with a lack of coolness. He says nothing, just walks off and Penny goes back to the door. I look at Wes who understands nothing and run after her. Shawn is trying to open the elevator door and Penny is basically pulling him into the house in tears. He's at all costs trying to get away from her and I don't know exactly what to do. "Don't leave me. Please. Please. Please. I'm sorry, stay with me."

But he's so impassive that I doubt he will yield to Penny's requests.

"Hey, Penny..." I grab her shoulders and try to pull her into the house. I'm lucky my neighbors are so nice because it's late and Penny is making a scandal outside. "Lets go in."

She turns and grabs Shawn's arm, preventing him from leaving.

"Ask him to stay. Please, make him stay." Your eyes are very red and I feel a little pity. When she drinks, she ends up passing the limits.

"You're not well, Penny." I look at Shawn who's staring at me with the same old face. "Tomorrow you talk, now please, let him go."

"He's going to fucking leave me!" She screams in anger and a little of... Sadness?

"Fuck, Penny. You're drunk, why don't you listen to your friend?" He almost screams, I see that he's losing his patience.

She shrugs and releases his arm, Shawn says nothing and leaves. Meanwhile, Penny falls sitting on my feet and has just cried.

Almost two hours later I can get Penny to sleep. I showered and made a strong coffee. Now she's finally sleeping like an angel. I hope she doesn't go crazy early tomorrow. If she remember everything she did, it will make a scandal of those.

Back in my room, Wes lying looking at the television on. He was patient and cute in waiting for me. He stayed with me all the time, even after I insisted on leaving. When I close the door he gets up and sits down. I walk up to him and sit on the bed next to him.

"I'm sorry for today and for keeping you waiting." I run my hand over my face, wishing this night will just end soon.

"Hey, you don't have to."

"Yes, I do. I fucked up with your night."

"But the night isn't over yet." He says with a smile. He gets up and pulls the duvet down, lies down again, and pulls me to his side. I fit next to his body, it's extremely comfortable to lay on Wes's body as he strokes my hair. I know we planned other things tonight, but in the midst of so much confusion, I ended up at his side, in bed, sleeping with him. I don't know why, but I don't want this to end.

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