Training Mendes // s.m.

fifteen

Millie
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I woke up the next morning around 11:30 and felt like roadkill. My legs hurt so bad and my body ached all over. I stretched my limbs and got out from the covers, wobbling to the bathroom. My legs were so sore, I felt like I couldn't even walk. I reached in my cabinet and grabbed pain killers and chugged them down with water.

I wobbled back to my bed and got back under the covers. I pulled my phone from its charger and rolled onto my side. I saw I had a text from Shawn and from my brother.

Shawn
Hey! I'm up and am really
excited for our date tonight.
I hope you are excited too :))

Eth
Just checking in, are u ok

I responded to both and went to twitter. I scrolled through my mentions, many being from the hospital pictures and decided I should probably let everyone know I'm okay. I started writing the tweet and said,

hey babes! i am doing just fine, had an accident with a bowl yesterday and cut my legs up, i am in perfect condition! sorry if i scared anyway xo

I sent the tweet and replies came in instantly. Most were saying how glad they were I was okay and some mentioned that I should've died there. I rolled my eyes at the rude comments and seconds later Shawn tweet some lyrics.

fallin all in you ❤️

I smiled at the tweet and went to like it, but remembered what Dylan said. I bit my lip and scrolled past the tweet. I thought about our date and worried about if someone would catch us, what would happen? I can't lose my business and my loft and my car, I can't lose what I've made. I pulled up my messages and started texting Shawn.

Millie
Hey I'm not feeling so great
anymore, reign check?

I sent the message and felt upset, I didn't want to have to cancel. I really liked Shawn. I really wanted us to work out, but Dylan could quite literally take everything from me. I went back to twitter and refreshed my feed. An image popped up, a new pap photo from Shawn and Camila today. They were at a restaurant together, his hand was on her thigh and he was looking in her eyes. The next photo was of them kissing.

I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I really didn't want to go on the date now. I went to instagram and looked through some of the new people I followed because of Shawn. Some were influencers, some were his crew. I smiled when a photo of Shawn from an early concert popped up and he was smiling wide. He was always so happy when he performed. He adores his fans. A message came up on my screen, from Shawn.

Shawn
Oh...
I'm really only free tonight
this week, are u sure u don't
feel well?

Millie
Yeah, I just feel bad

I wanted to say about Dylan and about the new pap photos, but refrained. I sighed and got up from my bed. I slowly went to the living room and sat on the couch. I pulled the blanket over me and turned the TV on.

Shawn
I'll be over in 5

I read the message twice, three times to make sure I read it correctly. I was still in Shawn's shirt from last night, no pants, my hair was a mess, I hadn't brushed my teeth. I threw the blanket off me and went to the bathroom. I brushed my hair and my teeth as fast as I could. I was on my way to my room to get pants on when there was a knock on my door, then it was opened.

"Hey, you should really lock that." Shawn laughed, walking to my room.

I almost dove to my dresser, my legs flaming with pain. He walked in and saw me by my dresser and laughed.

"What are you doing?"

"Pants." Was all I said.

He laughed and picked me up. He took me to the kitchen and sat me on the counter.

"I brought lunch, I didn't know what was wrong, so I brought a bunch. I got you a tofu wrap from the vegan shop down the street, I got soup, umm I grabbed cereal, chips, cookies.." He pulled out from his grocery bags.

I stared at him as he did so. I felt bad for lying, I felt guilty. He was amazing and I completely lied to him.

"I actually don't feel sick. I'm just nervous. Dylan could sue me and I saw the pap pictures of you and Camila this morning." I blurted.

He stopped pulling soup from the bag and looked at me, his smile fading. He set the soup on the counter and came to stand between my legs. He set his hands on my hips and stared into my eyes.

"I'm here with you. If I really cared what Dylan said, I wouldn't have went to the hospital to get you. Those pictures of Camila and I, they are so fake. I can't believe people think that is actually real. I am here. With. You. I love you. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." He smiled as he finished.

My heart felt like it melted into a big puddle.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" He laughed.

"I can't say it back, I want to-"

"Say it when you feel is the right time. I don't want you to force it if you don't mean it in the moment." He confirmed.

"Also, for lying and for being jealous. You went and got me all this food and I just..."

I shrugged, not really knowing how to finish the sentence. He nodded and patted my hip. I put my arms around his neck and hugged him, pulling him close to me.

"No bra either?!" He scoffed.

I slapped his back and we laughed. I pulled back from the hug and kissed him. He responded, placing his hands under my butt to lift me from the counter. He took us to the couch and set me down. He pulled away from me and went back to the kitchen.

"What the hell was that?" I frowned.

"I am making you lunch and then I have a meeting. I will be back at 8:30 for our date. I'm going to tell Dylan-"

"No!"

"No why?"

"Because, just not yet." I picked at my fingers.

How could I tell him that I would lose more than he thought? I had so much money saved from moving and in general, I had so much more to lose than my surface items.

"Okay, well I will have to tell him soon so the Camila thing can end."

I nodded and he came over with two plates. He handed me one and sat next to me. The TV was on, but it was very low. I placed my legs over his and we ate. I had the tofu wrap and he had a pre-made salad. We ate in silence, the TV being the only real noise in the loft.

"So, what is upstairs?" He asked.

"Some storage." I shrugged.

He nodded and we continued eating. After we both finished up, he gave me a kiss and told me he would be back later. I smiled as he walked out the door.