The Canadian Nerd | Shawn Mendes

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Shawn's POV:

I sigh as I look at myself in the mirror. I didn't have much on except my shorts. I was looking at the forming bruise around my eye.

It really didn't hurt that much, but I was still mad at Taylor. Sure I probably could have fought back, but I knew better. It would only encourage Taylor more.

God I hate him! And don't forget Cameron. They were jerks- I bet they even planned for that to happen. Because Cameron is just a jealous little piece of shit. I mean if a guy even looks at Lauren, he has them to their death bed.

Only if Lauren knew the real Cameron. Just maybe, I'd have a chance at stealing her heart.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell snaps me from my thoughts.

Who could that be? Maybe Jack or Matt, but they knew to call before coming incase my mom was home. Which she wasn't, by the way.

I made my way downstairs and to the door. I looked through the peep hole and found, Lauren. Huh?

What's she doing here? I thought she had a family thing. What if she was here to tell me to back off like Taylor. But Lauren is so nice, I don't think she's capable of that. What if- no Shawn. No what ifs, just open the god damn door!

With that I open the door and Lauren's attention turns to me. She looked sad, but there were no tears. I wonder what could be wrong?

"Um- hey, Lau..." I say, but she cuts me off before I can finish.

"Is it true? Did Taylor hit you because you were hanging out with me?" She asks, and again before I could answer. Lauren beats me to it. "Of course he did. There is a big bruise on your face. I'm sorry."

"No, no it's not your fault." I try as I usher her inside.

"Oh but it is. I should have known Cameron would try something, he just gets so jealous. I'm sorry."

God, she was so pretty. Snap out of it Shawn!

I shake my head and sit her down on the couch- also sitting beside her. I take one of her hands and look into her eyes. I even found myself wondering, what I was doing.

I was never much of a talker when it came to new people. Yet, Lauren gave me a chance. She didn't give up on me the days I didn't speak. She just waited, until she had enough, but she waited.

"No it's not your fault, Lauren. And don't worry, I'm okay. It doesn't even hurt. You can stop apologizing" I assure her.

Lauren sighs and brings a hand up, brushing lightly over the bruise. I don't flinch or show any sign of pain. Mostly because it didn't hurt, and also because I didn't want Lauren to feel bad.

"Well, I'm still sorry on Taylor's behalf. I found out after I asked Cameron why he rushed me out of the library. After I heard... I just wanted to see if you were okay." Lauren says.

We both move our hands away from each other as we talk some more.

"I'm fine, and thank you for checking up on me. But I thought you had a family dinner thing." I ask.

"I do, but not for an hour." She says.

"Oh good, don't want you to get in trouble because of me."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means I am just nerd, a pretty girl like you shouldn't get in trouble because I was hurt." I say.

"Thanks." She laughs. "But you're not a nerd, I think you're more of one of those mysterious boys that everyone just doesn't understand."

"Oh really? What makes you think that?" I ask with a small chuckle.