The Girl Behind The Lens | S.M. (Discontinued)

Part 12 - Bang

"Got a feeling that I'm going under, but I know that I'll make it out alive..."

- Shawn Mendes, "Stitches"
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"Fuck...." I groan as I squint my eyes, adjusting to the intense amount of sunlight coming from the window.

When I finally adjust, I notice this not my room.

Okay, the last thing I remember is being at the party and looking for my purse, then something bad happen, but I can't remember what was it or what came next. I hate hangovers.

The door opens and I see Shawn entering with a wooden tray. He gives me a warming smile and I give him a weak smile, still feeling like a bag of potatoes that was thrown from the roof of a house, hard.

I sit up on the bed and he places the tray on my lap, and I notice it was fulled of the best breakfast ever. It was scrambled eggs with ham, peppers, and sausage with melted cheese on top and three strips of bacon on the left-upper side of the plate. Also, a glass of orange juice and a fork laid on the tray.

He is so sweet for a high school student.

"Good morning" he said.

"Jesus! Lower your voice" I whisper since he just screamed at me and the sound echoed in my head, breaking every side of my brain it hit.

"Sorry" he whispered.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling something from under the bed. What is he looking for? Then, he pulled out a bottle of headache pills and gave them to me.

"Thanks" I said and took two tablets and swallowed them, taking a sip of the orange juice. Gross.

"How are you not hangover?" I ask.

"I woke up earlier than you, since you just plain kicked me out, so I took the pills early" he said and chuckled a bit.

My cheeks turn red in embarrassment. Even my sister has complained when I am drunk. I do some crazy things. Oh my god, did I do something crazy with Shawn?

"Shawn, what happened at the party?" I ask.

"What do you remember?" He asks. Every time someone asks that, they plan to lie so something bad happened.

"I went looking from my purse, and I don't remember what happened next" I answered.

"I found you and gave you your purse. Then this guy-"

"He took advantage of me, yeah, now I remember" I said, as a lightbulb just turned on in my head, that horrible event replayed in my mind.

"Do you know him?" He asks.

"Never seen him in my life" I said.

"Let's not talk about that, never in a million years, okay?" I said. He nods.

"I remember everything else that happened, sadly" I said and Shawn laughs.

"You were pretty funny in my opinion" he said and snickers. I roll my eyes.

I look over the window and see my mom's car driving out of the garage. I rapidly jump out off the bed and crawl to the window, and close the curtain.

"What time is it?" I ask as I rest my back against the wall.

"Time to go" he said and took of his shirt.

Woah.

I stand up and look at him run to his closet and grab a random shirt. Man, he is blessed by the Greek gods. I vision goes down to his stomach, specifically his abs. Like, damn.