Drunk ||S.M||

Chapter 2

His hair is the messiest it has ever been, and his eyes are so tired yet so damn beautiful, as they locked with mine. His cheeks are so red.

I just don't understand why he was driving like that, either he forgot how to drive or- he gets out of the Jeep and I take a step back to give him space.

"Do you wanna take a picture with Shawn?" All I can do right now is stare, I can't get one letter out of my mouth "let's find Shawn first, we can't take the picture without him, can we?"

wait. what?

Oh. He didn't forget how to drive, he's..drunk. But where is Andrew and the team or any of his friends.

"Shawn! Shawn!" I don't think he had anyone with him cause no one would've left him drive while being this drunk. He's literally searching for himself.

I look around to see if anyone could help him but it's almost 1:00 A.M and the streets are empty. I look back at Shawn and run the quickest I can to catch him just before he hits the ground. Even when he's drunk he's still Shawn and still trips over nothing.

Note to self: find a way to get taller & bigger, maybe use magic.

I help him steady himself. Let's just back up everything,shall we?

Okay, so I was driving back to my apartment when a Jeep was about to hit my car, and when I get out of the car, I find myself standing with my idol, the one person in the world I've always dreamed of meeting, high and completely losing himself, and here I am now in the middle of the street where there is no one to help me out with my drunk idol.

"Shawn! I want to meet Shawn!" He steps closer to me and looks down as I'm really small, his face a few inches away from mine and even tho I know he's so high, I still get nervous and I feel weak. God. How is he so beautiful? "Do you know where I can find Shawn Mendes?" He says clueless and I let out a sigh "oh my god Shawn, I can't believe this" just as the words leave my mouth he turns his neck in less than a second. I swear if his neck was a person it would've left him a long time ago, "WHERE IS HE?"
"I mean- you" I let out another long sigh "come with me" I say pulling him toward his Jeep and push him into the passenger's seat.

I go quickly into my car parking it near a closed café before taking my phone and back pack and going to Shawn's car and sliding into the driver's seat.

All I could hear right now is my heart beating out loud, I could feel it through my whole body.

"Give me your phone" I say turning to face him.
"Why? Go-gonna take a pic a-and spread rumours about m-me saying I raped you?" He stutters with his words and his voice is cracky.

It sounds different, not just drunk words, but it's like he was holding those words deep inside him not letting anyone hear them but himself.

"WHAT? I'd never do that!" I say defending myself. Besides I'm the last one who'd do that. He saved me. "Just give me the phone" He nodds handing me his IPhone.

I go immediately to his contacts searching for the first person who comes to my head.

"Hey Shawn, why are you calling this late?"

Oh my god why am I so nervous,? Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Um hey, it's not Shawn" I. Hate. Myself.

"Who are you?"

"Long story short, I was driving back to where I live and, um- Shawn- he was going to hit me with his car and when I went to see who it was I found him completely drunk" I tell him the story as fast as I can without taking one single breath in the middle. Yes, that's what I do when I'm nervous.