clash || shawn mendes & hailee steinfeld

Chapter 2

morning

I woke up. Rolled over. And vomited. Being pregnant sucked.

I could feel Shawn's hand rubbing my back, his whispers in my ears, "Don't cry babe, you can do this babe.." He kept going on. Then it all went black.

I opened my eyes and stared at the dull white ceiling and then down to the light blue walls. "Hello, I'm Sarah." said the creepy nurse. I nod and try to smile. "What am I doing here?" I panic. Where was Shawn. How did I get here. What is the time. Don't I need to be cooking food? Shawn's hungry. I've got to get home. 

"Your husband dropped you off here, he said that he'll be back in half an hour, is that ok with you?" the nurse asked politely. I nod at her again, giving the impression that I was shy. "Mrs, your pregnant." the nurse says, waiting for a sign of emotion from me. I simply nod. "Your a 2 week pregnant lady, you should get your husband to take more care of you!" says a lady from behind the nurse, she scared me.

"He's not my husband." I whimper. I wanted Shawn here next to me, holding my hand. The mean lady nods at me with approval. 

"Hailee?" says a familiar voice. "Hailee?" my name is said again. I don't reply. "In here." says the nurse as the mean lady walks out. "Hailee?" he looked worried. "Where have you been Shawn?" I ask, staring into his big brown eyes. "I had some business to attend, it was a big deal, I came back as quick as I could." he says, quickly. Too quickly. 

"Hmm. Ok." I tell him. He smiles. I smile back. "So how's the baby?" My smile fades. He asks about the baby, but not about me? "Baby Mendes is great. I'm only 2 weeks so I can't reveal the gender yet." I mumble. Shawn grins. He looked so happy. What if this baby got in the way of our relationship? My time with Shawn? I won't get him to myself anymore. I fought back the urge to cry.

"You have been discharged Miss Hailee." the nurse comes and tells me. "Please take more care of her." she says to Shawn. I stare at her. It was just a bit of sick, not a big deal! 

Shawn carries me to the Baguette and gently places me in the passengers seat. I laugh at him. "I'm only 2 weeks Shawn! And I'm definitely not the Queen!." I imitate her wave. Shawn laughs at me and pulls my cheek. I hug him. 

We drove off, back home. That was a long day. I checked the time. It was already 7 p.m. I couldn't believe it! Time goes fast when your with your loved ones. 

I didn't have the energy to stand up anymore so I flopped onto our king sized bed. Shawn flopped with me and pulled me close to him. "I love you." he said. "I love you too." I told him. 

"I got you something." he says, winking. I smiled. He hands me a chain made up of purple flowers. I smiled even more. 

"I love it!" I say, excitedly. I try it on and looked in the mirror. The flowers were the prettiest thing, but I thought I looked bad with them on. Shawn insisted I looked sexy. He pulled me into a kiss and stroked my head. 

Under his breath, he hummed "Life Of The Party." I joined in, swaying along to his song. Swaying slower and slower until I fell asleep. With my head resting on Shawn's shoulder.