shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

broken glass {part two}

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erica's pov

it's been a week and three days since the accident with my dad.

shawn's family has been going above and beyond what they had to, cleaning out their spare room and turning it into a room for me. i told them over and over they didn't have to take me in, but they just shook their heads and dismissed me. our families have always been close, my mum and karen knowing each other for years.

karen has always been motherly to me, my parents and shawn's having been friends for years.

shawn specially, has went into a whole different level of protective. somehow, a picture was snapped the day everything happened of the ambulance at my house. it landed on twitter and blew up, causing the paparazzi to be at the hospital everyday that i was there.

i didn't want him to stress as much as he was, but nothing i said or did would have made him leave my side.

since the accident, i got in touch with my aunt julie who lived about two hours away. i was going to move to her place once i felt better, and paperwork would be sent for her to become my legal guardian.

i have yet to tell shawn i'm moving away, as i have not even come to terms with it yet.

i woke up, a body tangled with mine.

opening my eyes, i seen shawn sleeping soundly next to me. i smiled softly, remembering that i left my room through the night from a nightmare and shawn welcomed me with open arms.

his legs were wrapped around mine, his arms wound tightly around my waist; careful of the bandage that was still on my side. i didn't want to wake him, knowing he was a light sleeper. i gently removed his arms from my waist, managing to slide from his grip without waking him. i kissed the side of his head and watched as he moved in his sleep, his brown hair scattered messily across his forehead.

i left his room and went into mine, grabbing a sweater and pulling it on over my t-shirt. i went down the stairs, entering the kitchen where karen was making a coffee. she seen me and smiled, "hey sweetie."

"hey," i smiled softly, sitting on a stool near the island.

she set a steaming mug in front of me, sitting across from me with a mug of her own, "how was your sleep?"

"good, thanks," i said, sipping on the hot drink, "yours?"

"great," she smiled, "oh." she got up and we to the counter, grabbing the pain medication that a doctor instructed me to take every morning for two weeks. she set the pill in front me me, along with a small sip of water to swallow it with.

once i took it, i looked at her, "you really didn't have to do any of this. especially the room, i could have taken the couch for the short amount of time i'm staying here before i go."

"don't be silly, i'm not making you sleep on the couch," she said, "don't worry about anything."

"i-i'm sorry i didn't tell you guys sooner, i was just - he made me feel threatened. i was scared," i said quietly, looking down at my drink, "i didn't know-"

"that's okay, don't apologize for being scared. you were being abused, that isn't a topic that is easily discussed," karen said, shaking her head, "have you told shawn about your move yet?"

i shook my head, "it's going to hurt him."

"he will be with you every chance he gets, trust me," karen smiled, "he loves you very much. i have never seen him so crazy over someone."

my eyes filled with tears and i laughed sadly, wiping them away as they slipped down my cheeks. karen frowned, "sweetie, what's wrong?" she reached across the island and took my hand into her own.

"i-i just miss mom, it's not as easy as i thought it would be. i wasn't even allowed to her funeral. you came by but dad t-told you i was sick, he didn't let me say goodbye to her," i shook my head, not wanting to cry in front of karen.

she noticed a tear fall onto the island and got up, walking around and hugging me. i wanted to sob, but i didn't let myself. she rubbed my back gently, calming me with quiet words.

"what's going on?" a voice said from the entrance, causing me to turn and see shawn, a confused look on his tired face.

i said nothing, watching him shuffle over to me and hold me tight. i wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my head against his shoulders, cries leaving my lips.

"baby," he cooed, not really knowing what to say, "shhh, it's okay."

"i'll leave you two," karen whispered, rubbing my shoulder once more before leaving the kitchen.

"i just m-miss mom," i whispered, trying to calm myself as i pulled away from his chest.

"i know you do honey, i know," shawn whispered, "but everything will be okay. i'm here with you every step of the way." he pulled me right back in, running his fingers through my hair.

when another tear fell down my cheek, his eyes flashed, "is this about the paparazzi? because i swear-"

"no, it's not that," i shook my head, watching him take my hand and stand in front of me as i sat down, "there's something i haven't told you."

shawn furrowed his brows, his grip on my hand tightening, "what's going on?"

"i-i have to move," i whispered, "i'm moving away." when the words fell from my lips, i keeled over. cries slipped past my lips as i covered my face with my hands and cowered away from him, as if there was now repulsion between us.

"what?" shawn replied, pulling my hands from my face, "baby, what are you talking about?"

"i have to move to my aunt julies," i croaked, "two hours away from here. she's the only legal adult near here. i-i have to leave you, shawn. i don't know when yet, b-but i'm leaving."

shawn lifted me from my seat, wrapping me in his arms again. he hushed my cries, "shhh. sweetheart, please stop crying. regardless of where you are, i am not going to leave you. it's only two hours, baby, thats not far. we can travel to each other all the time. did you not tell me because you thought i would suggest a split?"

"yeah," i mumbled against his shoulder, "i didn't want to get in a fight with you because you're all i have, and i can't d-do this without you-"

"erica, relax," shawn assured, "i love you, okay? and if being with someone that won't hurt you means moving forty hours away, i would still be okay with it. as long as you are happy, i am too."

"i don't deserve you," i mewed. i clutched his torso and kept my head against his shoulder, letting him sway us back and forth.

"no my love," shawn denied, "never say that, because you deserve me and you have me. you always will have me."

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