Personal Body Guard - (Shawn Mendes)

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"Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay"

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*Shawn's Point Of View*

"Shawn" I heard a soft voice whisper.

I looked up to where the voice came from and my eyes widened.

"Camila what are you doing here?" I hissed pulling her out of view from her parents.

"Brian told me you where here, you haven't answered any of my texts or calls?" She asked standing there with a hand on her hip.

"Camila, Emily just got fucking drugged. I'm going to stay here and be by her side. Sorry if that's not okay with you" I spoke bluntly.

"Okay sorry, I just thought you were ignoring me" she said huskily taking a step forward and placing her hand on my cheek.

"Camila don't" I said taking a step back from her letting her hand fall from my face.

"I told you I don't see you in that way" I answered feeling almost guilty for hurting her feelings.

"But we kissed?" She said with a frown.

"You kissed me Camila, I pushed you off me" I answered simply.

"Why? We dated for 2 years and you just leave and I run into you and you act like nothing ever happened between us" she said loudly making me hush her.

"I'm not denying that there wasn't anything between us. But there isn't anymore... I-I've found someone else" I said making her face drop.

"W-What?" She stuttered out and I instantly felt bad.

"Yeah... I'm sorry- I didn't mean-" I began but got interrupted by her.

"You have something with her?" She spat as she harshly pointed to her hospital room.

I gulped before nodding my head.

She looked at me bewildered, "you're her body guard!" She shouted making me look around to see if anyone had noticed and luckily no one was that close to hear.

"Camila I think you should go" I said looking down at the ground.

"You'll regret this. You'll realise you don't need a girl and you'll need a woman like me" she spat before turning on her heel and stomping down the hallway.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair before heading back to the room.

My feet stopped working as I saw her small limp body sat up with her mom holding a cup of water to her mouth drink.

"Emily?" I whispered making her look at me.

Her mom pulled the cup away from her mouth as she smiled weakly at me.

"How are you feeling honey?" Heath asked as he caressed her head.

"Hungry" She croaked out making her father laugh and shake his head.

"Um Heath... why don't we go get her some food" Emily's mom said standing up before reaching for her purse.

Heath nodded before following Katherine out of the room, patting my shoulder on the way out.

As soon as the door shut I looked up at her to see her playing with her fingers, a trait I've noticed she does when she's nervous.

I pulled the chair right in front of her hospital bed and sat on it.