Not What I Thought You'd Be | Shawn Mendes ~ Camila Cabello (ON HOLD)

~ Chapter Eight ~

"She hated her life, cried every night.
She woke up everyday, with a smile on her face."

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~ Camila's POV ~

//PAST\\

September 13th, 2016

I walk in the cafeteria and spot Sky and the guys sitting at a table. I turned to my right to take a tray when Cole, my ex-boyfriend holds my wrist and drags me out of the cafeteria. I stumble a few times.

"Cole, leave my hand!" I say in annoyance. He doesn't look at me, he just keeps walking. "Cole, I swear to god just leave my hand." He pushes me against the lockers next to the boy's bathroom and pins me. He blocks my way out with his strong arms on the lockers beside me. I try to remove his hands but fail.

"Let me go!" I scream. He pushes his body against me so that we are touching. I feel trapped.

"You broke up with me for that asshole. Now that he is dead, I am not letting you go." He says, anger laces in his voice. I feel myself freeze. Ethan. I did break up with Cole for Ethan... but that was before I changed. I look up at Cole's emerald green eyes. His eyes are filled with anger. All he ever wanted from me was sex so what is his problem now. I feel the anger rising within me and I shout.

"I am glad I broke up with you! All you ever wanted was sex, you asshole!" I shout at him. He clenches his jaw then leans in and kisses me furiously. He forces my mouth with his tongue. I shake my head trying to release myself. I try to pull his head away. His hard lips on mine is disgusting. My vision goes blurry slowly...

Suddenly the weight of Cole was gone. I hear a large thump on the lockers in front of me. Someone starts shaking my shoulders.

"Camila! Camila! Look at me, open your eyes." A familiar voice says. His voice sounds almost angelic. I slowly force my eyes open and see Shawn's perfectly sculpted face. His eyes filled with concern and worry. I find myself drawn to his eyes. I just stare for what seems like forever until he cups my head with his big hands and looks me in the eye. He looks tired, his under eyes seems to have light dark circles. He strokes my temples with his thumbs. The feeling is so relaxing, him being near me. I feel safe...

No! That can't be, this is not safe. I've only known him for a few hours! I shake my head furiously and my hands starts trembling. My heart starts racing and my stomach feels heavy. This is wrong, I shouldn't feel like this. It has only been four months. Four months! Four months for fuck's sake!

I push myself away from his hold and stumble backwards against the locker. A look of hurt comes across his face but he quickly covers it up. Unknowingly, a tear rolls down my cheeks and I bite my lips. Shawn takes a slow step forward offering me his hand. I shake my head and look down at my knees.

"No. This is not right!" I scream. He looks confused but he doesn't let my word get to him. I feel myself slowly calming down as he takes another step towards me. I look into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. His eyes holds an intense look on mine. Something about it makes me feel like he knows what I am going through.

He takes another step towards me and takes me in an embrace. My head resting on his strong chest and his arms around me, saving me from falling. One of his arms gently stroking my hair and his head resting above mines. I cry on his chest quietly while he stands there holding me in place. This feels like a new beginning.

~ Shawn's POV ~

I hold her in a tight embrace, gently stroking her hair as she cries quietly on my chest. I feel heart break one by one as I hear her whimper. What could have possible gone so wrong that would break her down like this? Does that guy have something to do with this? I feel the anger rising in me. I will kill whoever did this to her. I never thought she would ever break down like this. I feel a protectiveness towards her now, I will figure out what has happened to her and help her through this. I already know that this girl, Camila, the girl that I met a few hours ago will steal my heart and I won't be able to do anything about it... because I will let her.

"Are you okay now?" I whisper. She answers a few seconds later.

"Yeah, I am fine now." She says. She steps away from the embrace and looks at my chest. "I am sorry for making you shirt wet." I almost laugh at that one. Out of all that happened, she cares about making my shirt wet. What she doesn't know is that I will always give her my shirt to cry on. I have a strange feeling in my gut, I don't know what it is but its making be drawn to her. For all that I know is that this is the start of something wonderful.

A/N:  Hey! (I had to re-update this chapter)

I'm sorry for the delay of updating, I have so much homework :/

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