Torn ~ m.e

Chapter 25

"Oh wow"

"What Shawn?"

"Sky, I need your help?"

"Why?"

"I can't stop thinking about her" Shawn says hangng his head in shame "She's out there, crying her eyes out and all I want to do is hug her and kiss her and tell her that everything is going to be alright but I can't, because she's not mine anymore. I messed up and I lost her"

"Shawn, you did nothing wrong! It was all her. She hurt everyone because of her own greed. She saw something that someone else had and she wanted it. It's not your fault, she's no good for you. She's a monster."

"I keep telling myself that"

"Then what's stopping you from moving on?"

"It's just, she's so beautiful"

"I bet I can find you a girl who is 10 times more beautiful than her, inside and out."

"Oh yeah?" He looks hopeful "Why would any girl like me?"

"Shawn, you must be joking me! You're the most amazing person in the whole world, you're good looking- even with your lazy eye- you are crazily talented! Name one other boy who has had no vocal lessons but can sing as well as you and play the guitar at the same time. You have millions of girls who would sell their families just for you to follow them on twitter! And hey, if it doesn't work out then maybe you'll have a new best friend that's a girl!"

"Oh great" he says sarcastically

"Hey! We are fab you know!" I retaliate

"I know. I know. I'm joking" He looks at his phone "Its 3:27, I'm gonna go see where the doctors are" He nods and walks out of the room.

He returns a few minutes later with a doctor.

"Well Miss Potter, you're free to go" He says beaming

"Really?"

"On one condition" He turns to Shawn "You have to buy her any food that she wants without question"

"I think I can handle that!" Shawn laughs

"Well, I'll leave you to get changed. Goodbye Miss Potter" He exlaims and then leaves. I get dressed with the help of Shawn (he tries to keep his eyes shut but fails miserably)

"Shawn it's fine, just open them! We aren't getting anywhere with you trying to be a gentleman" I insist

"Ok ok!" He helps me lift my arm into my t-shirt. Amy must have picked these clothes- she's the only one who would think of fashion before comfort- seriously, a high neck crop top with high waisted shorts is not easy to get dressed into when your wrists are covered with a million layers of bandages. Taylor would have picked a vest and trackies- he says that's when I'm most beautiful.

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"We're here" Taylor exclaims as if I am unable to see out the window. by 'here' he means we are outside Taco Bell. He goes inside and about 10 minutes later he comes out with about 10 bags of food. He opens the back car door of his rangerover and lays the bags carefully along the back seat. He and I are the only ones in the car. The rest of them made their own way back.

"How are you?" He says out of the blue

"Hungry! How slowly do you want to drive? The limit is 45 not 4" I complain

"I don't want to crash do I? I have special cargo"

"Awh Tay-"

"I meant the food" He laughs, making me laugh.

"Oh ha ha you're so funny" I say punching his arm, making him swerve slightly, jolting me forward in my seat.

"Woah! Are you alright?" He seems really worried.

"Tay, nothing happened"

"I'm just making sure. I don't want you to get hurt again"

"I this how it's going to be from now on?" I say turning to him "Everytime I bump my head or get a little scratch you're going to be there stroking my hair and telling me it's going to be alright? We can't live like this"

"Sky, you're over reacting. I was just asking. I almost lost you, remember. It was my fault and I can't let it happen again!"