Roses ➳ Shawn Mendes [2] ✓

Chapter 36

Signe couldn't believe it was happening, she was currently moving her stuff to Shawn's apartment with the help of Blake, her father Aksel and her half-brother Claes. Everyone seemed happy for her, except her brother who was against it. Daniel would have come to help as well if he wasn't giving piano classes to the daughter of his new neighbor. Her stepfather was slowly making tiny improvements which were good. It meant he would leave that miserable state and keep on living his life. As she placed a box she was carrying full of books she had read and a few still waiting for her to read them, she felt Claes eyes on her, observing every movement she made.

"Yes, Claes?" She sighed, it was starting to get annoying having her brother looking at her constantly telling her silently the reasons of why he disapproved her decision. His cognac-brown eyes were staring right back at her green ones, transmitting worry. 

"I don't think this is a good idea." He confessed as he scratched the back of his neck, his other hand in his jeans' pocket.

Signe put her hands on her waist and tilted her head slightly to the side as she narrowed her eyes. "And why is that?"

"He hurt you."

"And I forgave him." The girl riposted and sighed again afterward."Look, I get it, you worry about me and that's sweet. I appreciate it, but I can take care of myself." 

"What if he hurts you again? You should have thought this through." Claes continued, his thick Swedish accent making it a little harder to understand.

"He won't do it!" Signe said in Swedish, making it easier for his brother to communicate. The blond boy appeared to be relieved with her change of idiom and quickly expressed his worry.

"You can't possibly know that Signe. I didn't get to see you after he left, but I know you were a mess. I don't want him to hurt you and make you feel worse than before. Hell, if he even-"

"Claes you aren't in my life long enough to try to dictate it! I truly appreciate that you care about me, but now drop it." The ginger snapped at him forcing him to stop talking. He stared at her in disbelief, a pained expression on his face. " I'm no longer a kid. I can think by myself and right now this is what I want! If you truly like me you have to accept that."

"Are you sure this is what you want?" Claes questioned as he looked away, refusing to make eye contact with the ginger. 

"I don't want anything else in the world." This time she spoke in English, her voice softening. She took a few steps forward and hugged her brother who has first hesitated, but hugged her back. After that small argument, they went back to get the last boxes. Aksel pretended he hadn't listened to the whole fight and Blake couldn't help himself but look curious since he hadn't understood much from the conversation. 

Despite the way the argument was left, Claes was hurt. She hadn't been exactly nice to him, however, it was about Shawn they were talking about. She believed he wouldn't hurt her again and she was able to understand Claes didn't because he didn't know him that well. The environment between the siblings was a little deteriorated, so as expected from Blake he tried to light the mood.

"Do you think Shawn finds you speaking Swedish hot?" He joked. Signe widened her eyes, her mouth dropping open at the same time Aksel almost choked on the bottle of water he was drinking and Claes almost dropped a box with extremely important stuff to the ginger.

"Blake!"

"Oops, wrong joke. Still, it's a good question, right?" Blake teased as he elbowed playfully and wiggled his brow.

"You do realize my father is here right?" She questioned as she glanced at her father and sat down on the couch next to her friend. Aksel was trying to hold back a laugh, but as soon as their eyes met he broke down laughing.