"What the F-" My mouth was almost about to roll out words that I don't tend to use very often. So, all this time I wasn't even at my house. What the actual hell is happening?
I fearingly come out of the room, as I see a door, However, the door didn't lead to the outside of the room but a balcony. And I couldn't even dare to call it a balcony as it was humongous. I slowly step further to end the of the railing and my eyes enlarged by witnessing the beautiful scenario out of the window. The twilight is slowly fading, with the hint of orange and black with a tint of purple. I would still say I am in the middle of the dream because I do not believe that such a beautiful view exists in this hellish world.
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slowly I come out the balcony and back to the room, and begin to look for another door, which can get me out of this room. As I walk out, instantly get invited to a massive hallway. If say my jaw touched the ground, then I wouldn't be exaggerating at all. The maze-like hall leads me to a beautiful staircase that was guiding me to downstairs. My heart hammers at each step, when fear was shaking my organs out. Where am I?
As my feet overcomes the final step, I hear a noise. The sharp noise of something sizzling hits my ear, and I begin to follow the noise. It wasn't late enough until the sound stops as I already come to the source of it. witness a man's back, a bare back to be specific, moving his arm muscle; cooking something.
The delicious smell of food, overwhelmed nostrils reminding my stomach to grumble. If I wasn't that terrified, I would have atleast take a few minutes to gawk at the gorgeous frame. Before my mouth could utter a word, the man shifts his position and I see the face.
The tension around my heart eases up in a matter of a second.
Shawn Mendes.
Soon, my fear was replaced with pure rage. "Shawn Mendes?!!! WHERE AM I?"
His eyes bulge out when he gets the view of my face.
He doesn't say anything, only remains quiet before smashing his body against me. "Oh my god, You are okay, You scared me..." His soft, calmed breath hits my shoulder blade. My anger was all vanished in a second, I found myself wrapping my arms around him. He pulls me inside the kitchen and makes me sit down at a couch. "God. You scared me! You woke up after 3 days! Do you know how scared I was?" I blink in confusion.
"Three days? What? Where am I?"
"You got hit on your head remember? You were bleeding." His hands takes mine, trembling with the thought. My heart pounds how his eyes displayed affection. "Is it hurting now?" He touches my head. The sudden touch made me flinch out of pain.
"Ugh. I will go to the maid and ask her to call the doctor!" He was about to get up rushingly but I abruptly grab his hand and tell him to sit down.
"Shawn what happened to me?" I ask, fearful.
He holds my hand and pulls it towards him into another warm hug. "You are fine now, that's all that matters... They paid their price by hurting you, don't worry." He squeezes me around his arms.
