Please don't fall (Shawmila)

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Only about two more chapters until drama starts... again

Oh... and I still fucking want one of these cats! Or Shawn.... whatever is more convenient

Shawn's POV

I woke up pretty early, 6 am to be exact. We had gone to bed at around 8 pm so it was no wonder. I usually don't sleep this long. Looking down to my side, I saw Mila curled up into my side, sweat on her forehead. This was just like last time when she was sick, just this time, she needed to work and I hadn't been with her from the beginning. I pushed myself a bit back, getting out of the bed to pull on some clothes before leaving her room. No one would probably awake and it was still pretty dark outside, since it was the last week of October already. I pulled on a sweater and quietly walking out of the room into the kitchen, well I first needed to find the kitchen. I walked the hallway back where I had come from last evening and saw the living room and right next to it the kitchen. I hope it was okay for the girls if I used their things and I want really getting anything for myself anyways. I opened a drawer, searching for a tea and something to take for when you have fever. When I found it I took the tea and the medicine and quietly walked back into Mila's room. She was still sleeping but had curled up more under the blanket, probably feeling cold. I sat the things next to her onto the bedside table and sat back to the free side of the bed, carefully sliding my hands around Camilas body, which felt really hot. But she was freezing I could tell by her shivering. I pulled the blanket more up her body, covering her completely. I laid back into the bed, making sure that she was warm and closed my eyes again.

"Baby, you have a studio session really soon and need to wake up.." I tried waking her. It was now 8 am and she had a session at 9 am. Ally had knocked on the door earlier, letting me know that she needed to be in the studio today. She whined, not feeling well at all. "Baby, come on..." I tried again. "Drink your tea... and take the medicine I brought you." she opened her sleepy eyes, looking at me and looking incredibly cute. "Aw baby... you are literally the cutest." I said, caressing her cheek. Her hair was messy and her forehead slightly sweaty. "Take this." I said, giving her the now cold tea and the medicine she needed to take in order to get better. I helped her sit up, guessing that she still had a headache and gave her the things. She slowly drank it and sat the things back down, cuddling into my side. I put my arms around her, squeezing her body gently. "I love you... but you need to get ready." I said softly. She nodded, still not moving, making me chuckle. "Come" I finally said, softly pulling her away from my body and standing up. "What do you want to wear?" I asked, opening her closet, which was really messy. "I'm feeling cold" was everything she said. I pulled out a long sleeve and an oversized hoodie which was mine, throwing it onto the bed. She already had sweats on which she probably wouldn't be changing. I walked back to her and sat down. "You want me to help you change?" I offered. "Ye- no, no... I can do that.'" she quickly changed her mind, standing up and walking into the bathroom. Well... that was weird.

Camila's POV

That was weird... I actually was feeling really weak and would need Shawns help but... he couldn't see all the horrible cuts and my skinny body, which he probably wouldn't like. But I was pretty satisfied with my body. And even more proud that it recently had been so easy for me to loose weight. I placed my clothes on the counter and started taking odd the hoodie I had on. My whole body was aching and it was hard for me to lift up my arms. I almost cried, feeling drained after pulling off my hoodie. I was sitting on the closed toilet and leaned back, needing a short break. Shawn should have helped me... it would've been so much easier.... but I would probably really disappoint him... He was so sad when he first found out about my cuts. So I just continued getting dressed alone, my fever was through the roof. I had sweat everywhere but didn't have time to take a quick shower... or the energy. When I finally managed to pull the sweater over my head, I took a small break again. "Mila? You okay? Do you need help?" Shawn knocked on the door. "NO! I'm almost ready!" I said quickly, not wanting him to come in. I stood up, having a second of black vision but it quickly went away again. I brushed my teeth and put on a light layer of make up to cover my dark circles and my sweaty face. When it looked... okay, I slowly opened the door, revealing a fully dressed Shawn. "Baby." he smiled when he saw me. He walked towards me and slung his arms around me. I closed my eyes when I was completely pressed against him. "He was drawing soft circles on my back to calm me down a bit. "Your fever is very high...." he said when he felt my forehead in his neck. "I know..." I wasn't really feeling good. "I love you, alright? But you really have to go now. they are already in the studio. I heard them." he said. "I love you too...I know.. are you going anywhere?" I asked as he was fully dressed. "Yeah, I might just walk around a bit but not here around the neighborhoods. No one really knows I am here. I will call an uber to drive me a bit out of town." I nodded, leaning my head against his chest again. "Come Mila, you really have to go. I'll be here later, okay?" I nodded, finally pulling away and walking over to the table, picking up my notebook and leaving my room, walking to the studio. Everyone was sitting around the table, only waiting for me. "Finally." one of the producers said as I sat down. I was ashamed once again. The meeting immediately started, with everyone kind of ignoring me, like usual. I sat still on my spot on the couch as the others took turns in recording end perfecting the songs. I was done with all songs with only having a few lines in each song. As I listened, I picked up my notebook, deciding on writing another song. I had actually been working on this song for the past few weeks but I really wanted it to be... perfect, kind of. I had the title and the chorus, along with the first verse. The songs name was 'Naked' and I put a lot of feelings in it... and love. I know the song is about hoping to find someone to love me naked. I kind of already have someone... Shawn. He shows me love in every way possible but he doesn't know all my flaws... at least not right- "Camila!" I looked up to the producer who had just shouted at me. "Stay focused! You need to get in the booth one more time with the others to record another run please." I nodded, feeling really scared. My voice was... trashed today due to my fever and I had kind of a sore throat. My throat was really hurting. I walked inside and stood next to Ally, who gave me my headphones. "Thanks" I whispered, scared that it would hurt if I talked. "Alright! Three... two... one... and go!" We started singing the chorus of the song 'Deliver'. I only had some quiet lines in the background. When I started singing, my throat hurt really, really bad. I almost started crying. "One more time!" the producer screamed and I really just wanted to cry. But I did it anyways. My throat was... dying and my fever wasn't low at all. This was definitely worse that the fever I had when I was in Toronto with Shawn. I felt like I could just black out any minute. We did it a few more times, everyone oblivious to my pain. When we walked out of the Boot, they let us have a small break and I rushed to my room, collapsing on my bed.

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Being sick and being in stress is... the worst.