More Than Friends ~Shawn Mendes fanfic~

I'm sorry

One by one, everyone came into my room. Well everyone but Josh. That didnt really surprise me though. The last person to come in was Dillon. Him, Matt, and Shawn have always been my best friends, but I could always tell him things I couldnt tell them. He knew about my depression, self harm, suicidal thoughts, bullying, all that shit.

"Hey Dillon." I said as he walked in. He rushed over to me and hugged me extremely tight.

"Dont you dare do this again." He said, still hugging me. His face was tear stained but he had a huge smile on his face.

"I wont. I promise."

"Good. I hated finding you like that."

"Wait. You found me?" I asked surprised. I knew someone screamed my name but I didnt expect it to be him, or any of the boys or Brianna for that matter. I thought it was Aiden.

"Yeah. It was probably the worst thing I've seen. You were practically drowning in your own blood. Well, mixed with the water but still. The doctor said if I hadnt found you when I did, you wouldve been dead." He was trying so hard to hold back tears but he failed. I held my arms open and he pretty much fell into them.

"Dillon its okay. I'm okay." I told him.

"I know but I just wish I couldve prevented this."

"Everyone does, well except for Josh. But other than that, everyone has said that. Its not anyones fault that I'm here except mine. And I'm sorry that I put you guys through this."

"No its your asshole of a brother's fault."

"Yeah.. But dont beat yourself up over this okay? Its not your fault."

"Alright. Hey do you know when you can leave?"

"No, because SOME BITCH FUCKING DOCTOR WONT FUCKING TELL ME!" I yelled, hoping the doctor could hear me.

"One of these days you're gonna get beat up for swearing like that." He said laughing.

"And when do I start to give a fuck?" I asked laughing with him.

We sat there and talked for a while before the doctor came in and told him he had to leave. I was checked on and put on suicide watch for the rest of my wonderful fucking stay. Oh look sarcasm.

The doctor told my parents that I should go to some type of mental hospital but my dad pretty much told him to fuck off. I fell asleep listening to them argue about me going to one. This bitch doctor doesnt understand that what my dad says, goes. Its his way or the highway.

The Next Day

I woke up to whispering.

"Guys we shouldnt be in here while she's trying to sleep."

"Nash get the hell away from me."

"Shut the hell up you guys are annoying."

"Dude that was my soda what the fuck?!"

Just a couple things I hear from some of the greatest friends in the world. I open my eyes and see everyone in my room, just talking to each other.

"I mean thats cool just wake me up." I said.

"HI MEGAN!" Brianna yelled. Taylor threw his hand over her mouth and told her to calm down. After everyone said hi and hugged me, they asked all types of questions.

"How are you feeling?"

"Are you hurt?"

"When can you leave?"

"How's the food?"

I told them I was fine, that I still dont know when I'm getting out of this dump, and that the food was terrible and someone should bring me so Burger King. I love Burger King.