Speak Now (A Shoey Fanfic)

Chapter 15

I woke up with a pain in my neck.
I lifted up my head and winced through gritted teeth.
"Not to comfortable sleeping on a hospital chair is it?" Meghan looked at me with a sad smile on her face. She was trying her hardest to lighten the mood.
I rubbed the back of my neck, "I stayed here?" I looked around the room. It was all the same. The curtains were still shut, and the heart monitor was still beeping.
And David was still asleep on the bed.
My heart sunk. Part of me thought he may have woken up.
"We all did," She yawned, "None of us wanted to leave him since... Since this might be our last time staying with him."
"Last time? Are they not letting us visit him?"
She shook her head, "Only at night's. They think the less time we spend with him the easier it'll be to let him go."
I let out a bitter laugh, "They don't know shit."
"Yeah," Meghan agreed, "I know. But there's no talking them out of it."
I sat up slightly, "You said all of us stayed here? Even Shane?"
Meghan nodded, "Yeah, he's here. He didn't get much sleep though. He spent the whole night making sure you were okay."
He gave up his sleep for me.
And I practically told him he was going to break me.
I called him hope in the worst sense of the word.
"Where is he now?"
"The cafeteria, I think. He's been there a while though."
"Yeah, well Shane could eat everything in there, unless it's healthy. I'm not surprised."
"You're blushing," She said plainly.
I touched my cheek, as if I could stop it. But honestly, it only made it worse. "I'm sorry, it's just whenever I think of Shane..."
"Stop. Stop. Okay? Joey. Stop."
I sighed. Right, I was with Meghan, the girl who I pretended to love for two days. She loved me back, but for her it was real. Nothing makes me feel as bad as knowing that I used her.
I used my own best friend.
What kind of a person am I? The person who manipulates their best friend then puts their brother in jail? I don't want to be that guy. I'm sick of hurting people.
"Look, Meghan, I'm so sorry. I was an idiot. I am an idiot. And I know that saying I'm an idiot doesn't excuse me for what I did to you. I used you, and I shouldn't have. You loved me, and I treated you like I did because the man I loved was engaged. I thought..." I shook my head, "I thought if I pretended to love you maybe one day I would."
"That's no excuse, Joey, you made me look like an idiot! I thought you loved me!"
"I do love you, Meghan! But I don't love you more than a friend. I don't love you like I love-"
"You don't love me like you love Shane," She finished for me, "I got that."
"Look, Meghan, I'm an asshole, and I'm sorry for what I did. I truly am. But I love Shane, and I'm happy when I'm with him. Being with him is a relief, it's like being underwater your whole and he's your first breath of oxygen. It feels so natural with him. I don't have to try around him. I feel like I can just be me," I rested my hand on her shoulder, "And you deserve that. Your so much better than this asshole."
She smiled lightly, "You are a dick."
"Exactly! Who wants a dick for a boyfriend?"
"And you like to suck dick, too."
I gasped, "Meghan Camarena!"
"Tell me it's not true."
I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks.
"See, I knew it!" She was smiling brightly now.
I crossed my arms, "Fine. You don't want a gay dick for a boyfriend, do you?"
She broke a smile, "I guess not."
"Exactly," I sat up from my seat, "I'm going to find Shane. Do you want to come?"
"No, I think I'll stay here with David."
David who was slowly dying, I thought to myself.
I still couldn't bare the thought.
Meghan's hand was rested on top of David's limp one.
The sight killed me.
"Okay, do you want anything?"
She only shook her head.
When I exited the hospital room, I peered into the small window door. Meghan's finger were now intertwined with David's, and she rested her head against their folded hands. I could tell by the way her back moved she was crying.
It didn't take long before I started crying myself. I put her through this. She's going to lose her brother, and I was complaining over my love life.
"Joey!"
I turned around to face Shane, "Oh. Hi."
"You okay?" He wrapped his hands around my waist.
"No," I shook my head, "Look at her, Shane. I put her through that."
Shane glanced in the window, and then back at me.
Before I knew it, I was pulled against his chest, crying into his shoulder.
I wasn't sure if he pulled me in or if I went to him first. I think it was both.
His fingers trailed through the back of my hair, and his other hand rested lightly against my back.
"You're going to be okay, Joey. You might not think so, but you will."
I continued to cry, "Why does the world hate me?"
He rubbed my back in circles, "The world hates everyone. That's why you need people who love you."
"Who could possibly love someone like me?"
"I could," He pressed his lips against my head, "I love you and all your flaws."
"Stop being perfect," I mumbled against his shoulder.
He titled my face up, "Oh, Joey. I am far from perfect."
"Don't lie to yourself."
He snickered, "Joey Graceffa. If I was perfect I wouldn't be holding you in my arms right now."
I backed away slightly, "What is that supposed to mean?"
He took my wrist and pulled me close to him again, "It means that if I was smart I wouldn't be cheating on my beautiful fiancé. But I'm stupid, and so I'm cheating on her with my beautiful best friend."
"Are you saying only an idiot could love me?" My heart sunk.
"No, Joey, everyone could fall for that smile. I'm saying only an idiot would get himself into this mess."
I bit my lip to stop myself from smiling, "Only an idiot could put his best friend in a coma."
"I guess we're just a pair of idiots, then, right?"
I pressed my lips lightly against his. His arms, almost by instinct, wrapped around me.
"I love my idiot."
"I-" He lowered his gaze quickly, "I'm sorry, Joey."
I was hurt. But I was sick of being mad.
I was going to fight for Shane.
I had to stop yelling at him for him to love me back. If I learned anything from the past few days, it's that you can't force love.
"It's okay," I kissed his forehead, "I can wait."
"Thank you," He said with a sigh.
"It's nothing," I ran my hands through his hair, "Now come on, let's go home. I think we should give Meghan some privacy."
"Will she be mad?"
I shook my head, "I'll explain."
"You're not going to shut her out anymore?"
"It's not worth it. It does more harm than good."
"Look at that," He said with a big, cheesy grin that made my heart swell, "My boy's growing up."
I took his hand in mine, "Don't worry. I'm still foolish. Let's go home."
He grinned slightly and my heart rate picked up.
There was something about that smile.
I couldn't imagine living a life without it.
I couldn't imagine a life without him.
All I could think about on the car ride home was if I'd still be alive if he hasn't came to my rescue.
"Hey, Joey?" Shane said as we turned into his driveway.
I turned to face him, "Yeah?"
"We should go on a date."
"A date? Like a real date?"
"Yeah, we could go get dinner, go to the beach, I don't know."
"Aren't you scared that people might see us? Someone we know..."
Shane gripped my hand, "I have four more days with you till Lisa gets home, and I know that you won't bother to stay here anymore. I'm so sick of being scared, Joey, I need you."
I felt the butterflies flutter, not only in my stomach, but all over my body. From the top of my head to the tips of my toes, they flew rhythmically.
His words and the way he said them sent me over the edge, and for a split second I felt all the blood in my body circulating.
"I-" I bit my lip and smiled, "That sounds nice."
"Really?" He grinned brightly.
I poked his nose, "Of course."
He leaped out of the car and ran over to the passenger side. He threw open the car door and didn't hesitate to grab my hands.
"This will be the best date you've ever been on, I promise you."
"You better live of to that promise or I'll never talk to you again."
"Well," He gasped exaggeratedly, "I won't have to worry about that. I don't lie."
"Last time we tried to do something remotely romantic I ended up having a panic attack," I pointed out.
He snickered, but quickly stopped, "Well that won't happen again."
I got out of the car and pressed my lips to his, "I'll take your word for it. What do I wear to this date?"
"Dress nice."
"Nice? Like a suit?"
He nodded.
"Why? Where are you taking me, the red carpet?"
"No, silly. I just want to see you in a suit."
I bit my lip to stop myself from blushing, but it was no use. "I'll wear the nicest one I have."
He smirked and whispered in my ear, "I bet you'll look hot in it."
My heart was hammering.
" I guess you'll see tonight," I purred.
He smirked wildly, and then bent down and pressed his lips onto mine.
He walked away, and I found myself grinning before following after him. The idea of going on a date with Shane made my heart race.
"Joey, are you coming?" His voice broke my thoughts.
"Yeah," I smiled, "I'll be right there."

A/N- Hey you guys, sorry I haven't posted in forever! But don't give up on me, I've just been very busy! But school's almost over and more chapters will be coming soon! Thanks for reading!