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Eighteen

Shaynes POV

I slowly woke up.

I saw the sight of Damien on his phone crying. He was back in his chair crying.

"Damien what's wrong"

I saw him look up into my worried eyes. His eyes were filled with joy and sadness at the same time.

He leaned forward quickly and just hugged me.

I had no idea why I passed out. I just held onto Damien. I pulled him out of the hug only inches from my face though. I had my hands on his shoulders

"What's wrong Damien"

"People can just...be so mean...I was reading the comments on the photo"

"Those people aren't important. Everyone loves you and if they don't forget them. I love you damien"

"I love you too. Thanks"

I moved my hands up to his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

I could feel his tears run and rub on my face.

I pulled him trying to get him into the nurses bed and he said

"I don't think I should get on there with you"

"Cmon it will be fun. All we will be doing is just laying with each other."

I could see the smile form on his face as he took his hand to face to wipe the tears.

"Well what if I don't want to be in the nurses bed. Maybe we could go to my house"

"Won't we get in trouble?"

"You passed out it's basically a free day for us"

That made me laugh and I said

"Okay"

We walked out to the car. I was holding Damien's hand and we got to the car.

I got in the passenger and I asked

"So what are we listening to today"

"Well I think we could listen to a earworm of a song"

"What song?"

He started being dramatic and stared to sing

"I want your love and I want your revenge. I want your love I don't want to be friends. Je veux ton amour et je veux ta revanche. Je veux ton amour. I don't want to be friends. I don't want to be friends. I DON'T WANT TO BE FRIEENDS. WANT YOUR BAD ROMANCE! WANT YOUR BAD ROMANCE!"

I smiled

368 words also it took so long just to look up and type out the French lyrics.