HANNAH'S pov.
"Cameron!!!" Shawn screamed at the top of his lungs.
"What the actual fuck dude? I thought I could trust you with my girlfriend but unfortunately I can't and Hannah is going to be in another room if this snow storm continues and if you-" Shawn got cut off.
Cameron walked into the room, slammed the door, and went to the bathroom and locked it. What the hell did Cameron do now? I went outside to see Shawn lying on the floor, blood oozing out of his head, unconscious.
"Shawn, Shawn, SHAWN!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs with my voice cracking a little bit, "Someone please call 911, Shawn is unconscious! Please..." I cried into Shawn's cold chest. Only hearing his heart beat, slowly. Wait what the fuck? Your heart isn't suppose to beat slow... "Shit." I muttered.
"Hannah? Hannaaaaahhhh!!" I heard Shawn say, but he was right there in my hands dead...
"HANNAH WAKE UP!" I shot up from a dead sleep. It was just a dream.
"Thank god, you were screaming my name so Matt woke up and got me. What was the dream about?" Shawn asked, with his cute groggy voice.
"Ok so Cameron and I got in an argument and you got in the middle of it and Cameron beat you up really bad to where you were unconscious and your heart was beating really slow." I said like nothing happened.
"Baby, why would you think of all that?" Shawn asked.
"Well I don't know, I have dreams like that all the time so I've gotten use to it. Just this time it was you and not my parents, this time it seemed real." I started to cry.
"It's ok Matt can sleep in my room tonight and I'll sleep in here with you, okay?" He said with comfort in his voice.
"Okay." I said going to sleep once I hit Shawn's chest. Man, oh man, do I love him.
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Adopted by Magcon
FanfictionHannah is 17 and she's lived in an orphanage the past 10 years of her life. Her parents died in a car accident when she was just 5 and she lived with her aunt till she was 7. Her aunt was ver abusive, and one day she ran away and never went back.. ...
