About 2 years ago...
I was alone at home, doing my homework since parents were both at work. As I was finishing a math problem I heard someone knocking at the door.
I stood up and went to open it quickly, maybe mom or dad came home earlier. As I opened the door I saw my boyfriend right in front of me, he looked tired, his nose was bleeding and he had some marks on his cheeks. "Oh my God." I whispered reaching his hand. "What happened?"
He shook his head looking at the ground. "Can I come in?" He just asked, my heart crushed at the sound of his broken voice and I nodded quietly.
My parents wouldn't be at home for at least a few hours, I knew that they didn't like Shawn and seeing him here alone with me could be a problem, but he needed my help. "We can go in my bedroom, c'mon." I helped him to walk through the hallway, then I closed the door behind us as he sat on my bed. "Ok, let me take my emergency bag." He nodded and I went into my personal bathroom.
When I knelt in front of him, he cupped my cheeks with his big hands. "I'm sorry." He cried out. "I didn't want to bother you but- I don't have anyone else." His tears made me feel sad and extremely uncomfortable as I tried to stay calm.
"Don't worry, I'm always here for you." I smiled. I started to clean his bruises and I helped to stop the blood from his nose. When I finished, I sat next to him on my bed and looked into his eyes. "Are you going to tell me what happened?"
"Some guys, they were being a dick." He shrugged his shoulders, he then rested his head on my lap as I started to play with his short black hair.
"And?" I didn't want to push him but I was very curious. It wasn't normal to see your boyfriend bleeding and reaching out for help.
"We were all joking and laughing when one of them started making fun of me and you." He explained to me. "I just, I couldn't stand there and let them go on. So we got into a fight."
I was shocked. "You got into a fight to defend me?" He nodded and I smiled. "That's sweet, but don't you ever dare to do something like that." I told him. "I don't care if people aren't ok with our relationship."
"I care." He suddenly sat up looking at me angrily. "I want you to have a good relationship with me, I will protect you from everything even if I have to get into 100 fights." He kissed my forehead. "People don't talk shit about my girlfriend."
"Shawn." I hugged him. "It's not worth it, you're just going to get in more troubles." I tried to convince him.
"You're worth it, you just don't understand how much you matter to me."
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"Have a good night, Camila." Wendy smiled putting on her coat, I nodded telling her that I had to help Richard and after that, I was free to go home. "You should go out, I've heard that there's this festival not far away from here." she explained to me. "There are a lot of latin people, you could meet someone new.""I'll think about it, thank you." I went into the kitchen. "Hey, I'm going home." I told Richard who was smoking at the window. "Are you and uncle John still on for dinner at our house?" I asked and he smiled.
"We are, there's a football match and we can't miss it." he put the cigarette back between his lips and took a bag next to him before he handed it to me. "Here, I cooked something that will surprise your uncle." he joked and I nodded.
"Thank you." I took the bag. "Now I should go, my bus will be here in five. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Goodnight darling." he waved his hand as I stepped out.
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Señorita || Shawmila
Fanfiction"We can still be friends!" He yelled and I smiled stepping in my house before closing the door. I sighed and closed my eyes leaning against the door. Friends? Could we really be friends after all we have been through?