The Weight (a Shawn Mendes fan-fiction)

Chapter 16

Shawn's POV

"Shawn!" I heard someone scream in the distance.

"Shawn please!" The voice got closer. The guards wouldn't let me see anything past them.

"Shawn!" The voice pushes past my guards and hits me in the heart. I run to her.

"Teagan." God I'm so glad she's ok.

"Shawn." Her voice is desperate and deprived as she flails with the back of my shirt like I'm leaving.

"T I'm not leaving. It's ok. I love you." Her breathing slows down a bit at my voice speaking... Well... At all!

"I thought you were gone." Her wet, tear stained cheeks blot my t-shirt.

"I would never leave you ok?" She nods slowly as if she's convincing herself of this too.

I take her hands and lead her away from the crash.

"T-the driver didn't make it?" She cares so much and it honestly makes me love her more.

"No. He didn't make it. It'll be ok, I promise. He was a great guy, T." She full on sobs at this point to which I pull her into my chest. I wish I could take a magic eraser and erase her pain: erase her fear away. My heart actually aches for her.

"Don't you have to ride with your guards home?" She says between sobs.

I take a quick glance back at the crash where they were just now zipping the body bag up.

"Nope. We're walking." I start to drag her behind me. Sometimes fame gets so overwhelming with guards constantly by your side or fans constantly swarming your every move. It never ends. I never get alone time: I need alone time.

We take off in a jog towards the backroad that leads to the park I took her to the night I met her.

"Shawn where are we going?"

"We're not staying there, I can tell you that much."

We approach the gates of the park and her eyes twinkle just as much as the stars. I pull her down on the ground with me and we lay in a mess: our mess.

"What do you think would happen if I had my manager tell the media I died in that crash? We could live normally: happily, Teagan. Just normal teenagers."

When she doesn't answer I pull her in closer and rock back and forth a bit.

"You know, I would say that you're my sun because you light my life, But you're not. You're my moon because you shed light in my darkest times." She speaks like an angel.

This time it's my turn to not answer and I pull her into a gentle kiss before snuggling my forehead into her shoulder and drifting off to a peaceful and calm sleep.

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Teagan's POV

I wake up staring at the moving ground. Wait... The MOVING GROUND?!?! I flail and kick until a protective hand grabs my thigh. I was over Shawn's shoulder... Great.

"You were still asleep and we needed to go." His explanation made it clear that Id slept in later than him.

"Ok. Put me down." Damn I'm a grouch.

"As you wish." He drops me to my feet then gives an apologetic smile.

We walk in silence until we get to our street.

"Ok I'll see you la-"

"You're coming with me." Shawn is stern so whatever it is must be important.

"Shawn I look like hell froze over." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and walks away, pulling me behind.

"Just stay by me ok?"

I let out a sigh of defeat as we pad up the driveway next to Shawn's house.

Shawn rings the doorbell to which a boy about our age answers in his pajamas.

"Caleb I need your help."

"C'mon in I guess.." He replies a tad confused.

Caleb was Shawn's neighbor? Why didn't he tell me there were others around my age?

"Make it quick." Caleb coldly replies plopping down on the sofa.

"Can you help me fake a death... My death?"

A/N

Heyyyyyyyy! So this chapter was.... Cliche? It was mushy... But what else is Shawn and Reagan's relationship, huh? *shudders uncomfortably from too much romance* they are so cute though.