《Shawn mendes ddm imagines》Meeting
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"Your doing so well Camila. I'm so proud of you. Just a little more and then she'll be here." Shawn whispered into Camilas ear as she groaned in pain while pushing their baby girl out.
After a few more minutes and reassuring words being whispered, their attention was diverted to the unfamiliar scream of a baby. Their baby. She was finally here after the long 9 months of waiting.
"Where are they taking her Shawn?" Camila questioned weakly as the nurse took the young girl out the room.
"She's just going for some tests and then she'll be right back"
The room fell into silence once more before Shawn spoke up.
"Thank you. Thank you so much Mila"
"What for?"
"For giving me the greatest gift. You've given me years of memories and happiness and now we're about to spend years and years raising our daughter"
"Shawn-"
She was cut off by the door and a nurse walked in holding a bundle of blankets.
"Who would like to hold her first?" She asked the couple who looked to each other.
"He can" Camila said first.
The nurse nodded and gently passed the father his daughter before leaving the room.
"She's beautiful. Oh my god, wow, I- I don't know what to say" he said whilst a tear slid down his face.
"Neither do i" she said tears glistening in her eyes as she admired her family.
"Do you wanna hold her?" He asked and she nodded.
Camila Held the baby in her arms as Shawn leant over and kissed them both on their heads.
"I'm gonna call the family" he whispered and let Camila bond with the baby.
"Hey mum, Yeah, everything went great. Do you wanna come up go meet her?Okay. I'll let Camila know. See you soon mum" he responded to his mums questions.
"They're on they're way now. They sound so excited"
"I can't wait for these next few years Shawn"
"Neither can I. This is all I've ever wanted and i can't imagine it with anyone else"
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