Exposed//Shawn Mendes

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I changed down from my dress into a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt as soon as the house was cleared out. Shawn asked me to sit in the bathroom and wait for him so I did as told. After everything that's happened tonight, I feel there's a big talk coming from Shawn but I think it'll help.

I looked in the mirror seeing my cheek for the first time since the fight. It was still a little red since it looked like a deep cut. Who the fuck is Jess, Wolverine?

As I was looking at my cheek I saw from the mirror, Shawn walking into the bathroom with a first aid kit in his hands. I turned around looking at him and he looked miserable... almost as if he was living a lie for many years. 

I just stayed quiet as I watched him walk up to me and place the kit on the counter next to the sink. I took this moment to jump up on the other side if the sink and sit on the opposite counter. Shawn opened up the kit and pulled out a little packet that looked like an antibiotic wipe. My assumption was confirmed when he opened it up and pulled out a little wipe from the packet.

I just stayed there as he moved closer to me and carefully started dabbing my cheek with the little wipe. I winced in pain making Shawn stop, holding the wipe against my cuts.

"You good?" He croaked, his voice was hoarse, probably from crying earlier.
"Y-Yeah just stings..." I admitted. 
"Sorry, I just want to make sure it doesn't get infected." He says as he slowly starts dabbing it again.
"Thank you..." I smiled weakly at his kindness.
"Don't... I don't deserve any generosity from you... not after what I put you through..." Shawn sighed.
"You didn't know... neither of us did," I said looking at him sympathetically. 
"I should have... I should have known better than to just immediately jump to conclusions I-"
"Shawn!" I cut him off from getting worked up as I reached up and placed my hand on his cheek.
"I'm still so sorry, Leila..." He said in a hushed tone as he looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Just... let's start over Shawn," I suggested, making Shawn furrow his brows at me looking confused.
"What?" He asked. I just rolled my eyes before jumping off the counter and walking out the bathroom shutting the door behind me.

"L-Leila-"
"I'm here don't worry! Just do me a favor and knock on the door!" I called from the other side.
"What?" He asked again still sounding confused.
"Knock!" I laughed at my own plan. Then as commanded he knocked. I twisted the knob opening the door to see Shawn standing there looking at me worried.

"Shawn! Oh my God, I haven't seen you in so long!" I cheered as I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck.
"Oh...!" Shawn finally got it as he wrapped his own arms around my lower back.
"How have you been?! I've totally been keeping up with all your music and stuff, you're so great, I'm so proud!" I said happily as I hugged him tightly, resting my head on his shoulder as I closed my eyes, enjoying an actual hug from him. Shawn just let out a chuckle as he held me close.

"Really? Name 3 of my songs." He said rubbing my back. I opened my eyes only to be met with a view of the side of his neck. I cleared my throat nervously before pulling back but keeping a close distance to Shawn, he still held me as my hands slid to his shoulders.

"Uh... Stitches, Bad Reputation... and... uh..." I looked away from Shawn to think for a minute.

"You're kidding." He said with a raised brow.
"Look 6 years is a long time for all these wonderful artists to create amazing songs and I got lost in the music and then- Oh! In My Blood!" I quickly answered, finally remembering the 3rd song. It made Shawn throw his head back and laugh before pulling me back into the hug.