Mate//Werewolf Shawn Mendes

Chapter 33: Backstory

"EMIKO JANE!!" I heard various shouts, startling me so much that I nearly fell out of my hospital bed.

"Woah, babe are you okay?" Shawn laughed lightly, catching me and gently placing me back on the bed as many angry teenagers stormed into my room.

"You didn't call us!" Cameron yelled at me, looking pretty angry.

"I thought you were dead Emiko!" Nash said angrily, hugging me despite his mood.

I brushed it off, still feeling guilty but also knowing they were just worried about me.

"I'm sorry guys," I said, my voice filled with regret and guilt.

Shawn kissed my forehead and glared at Cam and Nash, holding me tighter.

Melissa, Maribeth and Laya were nearly crying, hugging me and telling me how worried they were about me. Taylor, Jake, Jack, Jack, Matt, Carter, and Aaron all hugged me, Shawn growling at almost all of them.

"Shawn, calm down man," Taylor said, causing Shawn to glare at him.

"Then get your paws off my girlfriend!" He growled, trying to get up, but I stopped him before he could do anything.

"Shawn," I whispered to him, giving him a warning look.

I looked up at Melissa, mouthing 'Give us a minute' to her and she nodded, understanding. She grabbed Cam's bicep, interrupting his conversation with Nash and pulling him out the door, Maribeth and Laya doing the same.

I guess Matt, Carter, Aaron, Jack, Jake, and Taylor felt awkward because they all just kinda wandered out, which I was thankful for. I needed to talk to Shawn about his protectiveness, it got a little out of hand when he lashed out on his friends.

"Why'd you make everyone leave?" He asked innocently, making me sigh and move out of his arms.

"Babe," he whined, pouting and opening his arms for me to crawl back into, and believe me I was tempted.

"Shawn, why are you being so moody with the guys?" I asked seriously, causing his face to darken.

"I just...I don't want to share you, okay? I want you to be all mine and nobody else's," he mumbled, his head in his hands.

"Aww, Shawn," I said, crawling up to him and nuzzling my way into his arms.

"Nobody can take me away from you, Shawn. I love you, but they are some of my best friends and I love them too, just not like that. You don't have to share me like that with anyone, I'll always be yours," I said, finishing off my speech with a soft kiss to his jaw line, just because I could really.

He turned his head, meeting my lips and deepening the kiss. He sat up, cupping my face and nearly pinning me to the bed. The kiss was slow but quickly getting heated as Shawn held my wrists to the bed.

"Shawn," I said, breathing heavily and attempting to get him off of me.

He smirked against my skin, now kissing my jaw line.

"Yes babe?" He asked mischievously, giving me his brown puppy dog eyes.

"We can't do this here," I mumbled, running my fingers through his hair and pulling him off of me.

"Why?" He whined, pouting at me.

"Because we're in a hospital," I answered, finally succeeding in prying him off of me.

"Soo?" He whined, still pouting at me.

"You're such a whiner," I said playfully, letting him use my stomach as a pillow as I ran my fingers through his hair.