Help me

Chapter Six

Katy's POV
A month had passed. Shawn was in school again and I was stuck at home in a wheelchair, Misses M coming and checking on me every so often. I was watching Titanic on the couch when the door opened. I looked over to see Shawn. He came over and sat next to me, handing me a bag of skittles.

"Your favorite candy, miss." He said in a fake accent. I laughed.

"Why thank you kind sir." I copied. I opened the bag and Shawn watched the movie.

"Really? Titanic?"

"What? I watched every other movie down here! I can't exactly go upstairs right now."

"What do you want me to grab?"

"Five movies. I don't care which ones. You pick."

"On it."

He went upstairs and I continued to watch the movie, eating my skittles. A few minutes later, he returned with horror movies.

"Really? Horror?"

"What? You burn off calories when you watch these."

"Yeah, and you get nightmares too!"

"Don't worry, muffins. I'll protect you."

"Sure. Whatever." I rolled my eyes. He put the movie in. When he sat down, I looked over at him and he looked at me. "Shawn, Who was that who texted you when I was in the hospital?"

"Karly."

"Karly Anderson?"

"Yeah."

"What the hell did she want?"

"She was just wanting to know if I wanted to go out with her sometime."

"Don't. She's a slut. She's just trying to get in your pants Mendes."

"How the hell do you know?"

"She bisexual."

"Dear god, she tried with you?"

"Well, she first tried to kiss me, then she tried ripping my clothes off me."

"What should I say to her?" Right then, I got a text. But my phone was on the counter in the kitchen. "Shit, Shawn, can you be a gentleman and go get my phone?"

"I guess. Only cause you asked so nicely."

"Thank you Shawn!"

He got up and went to the kitchen, coming back a second later, handing me my phone.

Aiden- you better not tell anyone what happened or else

"What if we dated?" I blurted out, surprising myself and Shawn.

"What?"

"You know, fake dated. Just for the rest of this year. To get everyone off our backs." He was quiet for a while. "You know what, just scratch that idea. It's a-"

"Wonderful idea." I looked at him. He had a smile on his face. "This way Aiden won't try to get you anymore. Karly won't try to ask me out. No one will. You won't have to say no to people who ask for my number like I've seen you do hundreds of times."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You in?" He asked, holding out his fist.

"Yeah. I'm in." I said, bumping fists with him.

Two weeks later
I was out of the wheelchair and almost out of crutches. Just one more day. Shawn hadn't told Karly that we were "together" yet and I hadn't told Aiden yet. We've been avoiding everyone so we don't have to come to it yet.