ENCHANTED - A SHAWN MENDES FANFIC

Chapter 7.

Shauna(Natalie's) POV: 

I couldn't believe it. He came. He actually came and saved my life. I couldn't see his face through the tears and blur in my eyes. But I didn't care. All I cared about was his presence there and him keeping me safe. I was safe. 

"Her name is Shauna"  this time the voice woke me up a little. He told Shawn my real name. Shit... What do I tell Shawn when he asks me why I lied to him about my name? "oh I was just trying to hide my identity sorry" no that's sounds dumb. Maybe I should just tell him I had amnesia or something lol. Wait why am I laughing this isn't supposed to be funny! 

Just as I want to speak I hear the police car. I look at Shawn to see if he had anything to do with them, and he did. He was smirking, like he was proud of himself for calling the police and saving me. He thought he was such a bad-ass. 

My dad is about to run towards the back door when Shawn pulls him by his arm and my dad yanks his hand and swings his fist and aims him right in the rib and another hit on his face and Shawn falls back. Shawn tried to get up again and just then the police run in through the front door. "Police! You are under arrest young man!" it didn't occur to me that the police were actually talking to Shawn until one of them came and pulled Shawn up from the ground. 

"Wa-wait sir I think you got the wrong person! The man ran out the back door." Shawn says looking scared.  "No time for jokes. We have been told by a man outside the house that you were trying to rape his daughter" said the Police with a stern look. "n-no s-s-sir I..." Shawn takes a gulp. He doesn't know what to say. Say something Shawn. I couldn't speak to him. My whole body was aching and my mouth was dry.

As the Shawn stands up the police put hand cuffs on him. Another Police rushes towards me and picks me up and helps me up. "You'll be fine" he says with a convincing smile. His breath stank. I wanted to gag but I looked away. Shawn kept looking back at me and so did I. He smiled at me giving me a look which was trying to tell me to not worry. But I couldn't let them take him away from me. He didn't do anything wrong. But I didn't say anything and I don't know why.

-at the hospital-

"WAIT!" I scream. My voice cracks. I open my eyes to see that I'm on a hospital bed. Tears start to roll down my eyes. "You can't do anything to him! He didn't do anything wrong! There was a man, m-my dad..." I say and now, I can't stop thinking about all this, about how embarrassing this was,for Shawn to know that my dad beat me, that I lied about my name to him, that I lived in a small house...everything just came flushing back into my mind again, and I don't know who I'm talking to, but I'm talking, now everything makes sense to me and I need to get Shawn out of jail. " hey listen, we understand you're having a hard time, but we think you might have amnesia" a voice of a young boy says. I turn my head to face toward the young blonde doctor. He had a nice face. A cute one. He lets out a little laugh. He was cute. No Shauna. STOP.You had feelings for another guy, you can't fall for a doctor. This wasn't your type. "Are you okay?" he asks. "y-yes...I mean no. No... I'm not". " I'm a nurse...but you can call me Dr.Espinosa" he says winking and clicking his fingers and pointing them at me laughing a little. I don't laugh. I hate cheesy guys like him.  But there was something about him that made me like him already. "Sorry, thought it might make you smile a little" he says looking a little bit disappointed. "You look too young to be working here" I say giving him a look. "Yeah I know...I'm only 17 turning 18 this month but I just came to work here because I'm planning on to do nursing or be a doctor after University. This is just a trial."  Not gonna lie...although he was cheesy, he was also a boy with dreams. He had already plans for his future which was saving people. This was my type of a guy. "Well it's a good thing you're not like the average type of boys." I say shrugging my shoulders a little. "What do you mean?" he says smiling a little, looking interested. "Well you know...like fuckboys...like the boys who drink and party a lot....and stuff...."  I get lost a little while I say this as I look into his brown eyes. He smirks at this and looks back into my eyes and as he comes closer to my face he says, "well...you never know....".