I was awaken by a bright light, hospital lights and the sound of a steady beeping. How am I still alive? This is impo-but I-dad he-. My thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Oh my god, babe, you're awake" Brandon said softly squeezing my hand happily. The heart meter began to beep fast as I let go of Brandon's hand and backed away to the far end of the hospital bed. Brandon's expression of happiness turn to worry and concern.
"Wh-wh-what? Why, are you here? What do you want?" I breathed shakily
"I just wanted to talk to you" he said
"Fine just-just don't hurt me, please" I said trying to calm down.
"What are you talking about? Why would I hurt you?"
"Stop acting dumb Brandon! I can't even explain the torture you've put me through. You beat me up everyday, telling me that I killed my mom and I-"
Brandon interrupted me. I quietly sobbed into my hands trying to listen to what this demon had to say.
"Woah woah woah, what are you talking about?"
In that moment I heard the door open and close. I looked up and blinked the tears away to see Dylan. He looked different this time. His eyes were droopy, he looked more on the pale side, and his hair was messy. How long has it been?
"Dylan!" I said excited to see him again. His head shot up and he ran over and hugged me tightly. We swayed through the hug and I began to feel a lot better.
"What happened to you?" he asked gesturing to my possibly puffy eyes.
"Why is Brandon here? Where's dad? Where's Shawn? Is he okay? Please say he's okay because if he's no-" I said quickly but was cut off by Dylan.
"Shawn? How'd you know he was here?" Dylan asked.
"Dad shot him when we were walking Aaliyah back from school and then he shot me"
"Dad? Shot Shawn? Chanel, you've been in a coma for 6 months after the car accident."
"That's, wait what? The car accident was 2 years ago, how was I in a coma for the whole time?"
"The car accident was 6 months ago Chanel, you never woke up until now"
"So everything that happened in the past 2 years was like a dream or something?"
"Yeah"
This impossible. It all felt so real, the beatings, the emotions, the pain, how was it all a dream? And if it was a dream, I never met Shawn. Wait, Dylan mentioned Shawn earlier. What did he mean by that?
"Wait, Shawn's here?" I asked
"Yeah, ever since the incident I've been messaging Shawn, telling him how big of a fan you were and how it would mean the world to you if he was here and he came right away. He sang to you everyday, hoping you'd wake up."
"Really? Where is he?"
"I think he's downstairs, I'll go get him for you" Dylan walked out the room, leaving me with only my thoughts.
This is it I guess. Meeting Shawn for the first time, for real. I just want to see him again, I miss him already. I looked down at my hands and realized that my wrist was clean. There were no cuts on it, okay now I believe that this was all a dream. The door creaked open slowly and Shawn's beautiful head peeked through the door. He smiled widely and shut it so it wouldn't make a lot of noise.
The feelings from when I had first met him had come back. The feeling of happiness, shock, overwhelm, and love. Who knew one person could make someone feel all types of ways like Shawn does to me. I covered my mouth to muffle my sobs of happiness. Shawn came over and sat next to me on bed to hug me gently. He rubbed my back in circles while I dug my head into his chest snd wrapped my arms around his waist. We pulled apart and Shawn wiped away my tears with his thumb.
"I'm so glad you're awake, you feeling better?" he asked shyly yet sympathetically.
His beautiful voice never failed to make me smile. I was still left speechless so I nodded. "Awe, c'mon I want to hear your amazing voice" he joked. I giggled and replied with a simple "Yeah, I'm good".
"Why'd you come? I mean don't get me wrong I am so happy you're here but you have so many other fans that needs you more than me so, why pick me?" I asked. Shawn thought to himself for a second.
"As soon as I heard that a fan of mine got in a terrible car accident and was in a coma I, I had to do something. I wanted to make it up for all your support because ignoring that would make me feel like an ass"
"You're too amazing" I smiled.
Right then and there a doctor came through the door and asked to do tests on me to see if anything was still wrong with me. Shawn was asked to leave but before he left he planted a soft kiss on my forehead and left, leaving me with butterflies.
After hour long tests, the doctor came to the conclusion for me to go to physical therapy for 3 months and to get a lot of excersice. I took her words into consideration and left the hospital with Dylan. I wonder what's going on at home.
A/N: Biggest plot twist in the whole book! How'd you like bc I loved it. Also it's sad to say that The Pizza Guy is close to being finished. But I might make a sequel since Chanel and Shawn just met. Thanks for the support you guys. Love yall💙
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FanfictionI'm Chanel Dauzat. This may sound weird but my local pizza boy is my brothers friend, and I might be in love with him. // Completed // In the process of being edited //