Love Drunk 3.0 (Completed)

Chapter 18

Crete 7 p.m.
Y/n POV -

I'm gazing at the blue sea from the balcony of my hotelroom. This view is breathtaking. Greece is breathtaking. I never realized that this paradise is just hours away from London. My heart feels heavy when Ethan crosses my mind. I think of him every time I'm experiencing something I would usually wanna share with him. Moments, places, feelings.. name it and it makes me think of Ethan. I close my eyes and imagine him being here with me. His arms around me, the warm summer sun on ours skin. Feeling safe again, feeling loved again, feeling completely again. I'm abruptly woken up from this day dream when I hear a knock on my door. My throat immediately closes, thinking it must be Mike.

Mike is here, is all that is going through my mind. But when I look at the time I know it can't be Mike. His flight is arriving right now. It's gonna be at least another hour before he arrives at the hotel. I walk over to the front door and peek through the peep hole of the door. Just to be sure. The knot in my stomach disappears when I see it's mr. Pearly Whites and I smile, opening the door. The aromatic smell of Greek food fills my nose when Shawn walks past me with a takeaway box. It smells so fucking delicious and he playfully hovers it in front of my face. "I know you're not hungry." He says. "But no one is 'not hungry' for days!" He adds as he puts the box on the table. "Please, I need you to eat something." He continues as he grabs my hand and pulls me close. He places his index finger on my forehead, in between my brows and traces it all the way down my nose, using my nose as a slide. He taps the tip of my nose with his finger, before he gently presses his lips against my forehead. He exotic scent overpowers the food aromas and I breathe in deeply. He pulls away from kissing my forehead and pulls me into a hug. His arms around my neck. My face buried in his chest. This feels nice. I needed this, I needed a genuine, loving hug and wrap my arms around Shawn's waist. "Thank you.." I whisper. "For the hug and the food." I add. "But I'm really not hungry." I continue.

I am hungry. I could eat a horse. But I'm gonna throw up if I eat now, knowing I'll be seeing Mike in a couple of hours. "I'll just leave the food here.. just in case." He says, while letting go of me. "Are you sure you don't wanna come to the venue with me?" Shawn asks. I notice him tapping his thumb and index finger together. "I know you're an adult and stuff.. but I just don't feel comfortable, leaving you behind." He adds, still tapping his fingers. "That gorilla sized man will be here. I'll be fine." I tell Shawn. I'm lying. I won't be fine. I'm scared to death, buy I don't want Mike around Shawn.. and I don't want Shawn around Mike. Shawn chuckles. "Yes.. that gorilla sized man will be here." He says reassuring. "And you've told Mike you need to meet up with me after my show, right?" He asks me. "Yes, I've told him that I'm meeting up with you for work." I answer him. "Good! He better know he wont be spending the night with you." Shawn says as he grabs my hand again and plays with my fingers. I feel a hot flush creeping up on me when he says those words and I'm immediately back on the floor of that bathroom. Feeling Mike's hands pinning me down on the tiles. My throat is closing up again. I'm unable to speak, so I nod at Shawn to hide that I'm suppressing an anxiety attack. My mind immediately looks for a distraction that will calm me down and my eyes shoot back and forth from Shawn's tapping fingers to the curtains blowing in the wind. From the Greek weather girl on TV to Shawn's eyes. "Come here!" He says as he pulls me in for another hug. I obviously failed at hiding my anxiety attack. "The gorilla sized man can drive you to the venue at any moment you want." Shawn says as he gently rubs my back with one hand and softly massages my scalp with his other hand. "And I've got a surprise for you later." He adds. I pull away from the hug and stare at his face. A face with a faint smile and eyes full of concern. "You might hate me for it, but I think you'll love me forever, once you see it." He says. I dont like surprises that start with "you might hate me for it.. " but I'm too exhausted, keeping my head above the water and surviving each day without Ethan, that I don't ask any further questions. I lean in to rest my head on Shawn's chest again. Let me first deal with Mike, surprises can wait until later.