Driving Me Crazy

Chapter 23

The images of watching the crash, my crash on TV that afternoon kept me up all night. It's hard to believe I survived and am where I am right now.

I can't imagine how much my family, my friends and Camila thought I might not make it. After watching the crash, I feel like I should be dead. Not many survive a crash like that. The doctors still haven't told me all the details of my time here, especially before they put me in the coma, but I told them the next morning that I watched the crash last night with Camila.

My parents found out I watched the crash too and my mom started to cry. My dad got super worried, but I tried to assure both of them that I was fine. I'm still processing, but that I would be okay. I have the support of some pretty amazing people in my corner and I feel like if it wasn't for them, it it wasn't for Camila, being by my side the entire time, I might still be in a coma or dead.

I have been getting a lot of visitors now. Once news traveled the racing circuit, tons of drivers would come to my room to visit me and wish me a speedy recovery. Fans sent cards, flowers, balloons, teddy bears; you name it. It's probably in my room here at the hospital or my room at my parents house. It's overwhelming the support and well wishes I've received but I'm grateful for it all. I'm thankful to be alive and have so many people care for me.

Later the next day, I had a mini press conference from my room. It was the first time I had spoken publicly about what happened, almost two months after the accident. Even watching the crash back over and over again, there are still parts I don't remember. I don't remember flying through the air or the fire. I don't even remember saying "Mila" which kills me the most because we could have lost each other that day, but I'm glad that the last person on my mind was her. One of these days I will get the courage to ask her to be mine. In the meantime, I just have to savor every moment she gives me and every kiss she shares with me.

After the press conference, Niall and Emma show up to say hello. They just got home from a race in Kansas and wanted to stop by before they went home. Even though they deny it, I can tell there's something going on between them and I'm secretly thankful to Camila to introducing them on a more formal level. They seem good together, she balances out his crazy and balances out her serious side. It's actually quite adorable and it makes me laugh when they both squirm when you ask them if they are together.

Once Emma and Niall leave, a few more reporters and fellow drives come in to say hello. The one person I was not expecting to see at all also came sauntering through my door. Her v-neck shirt barely covering her chest and her dark wash Daisy Dukes cling tightly to her.

"Stacy. What are you doing here?" I ask her, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Can't a girl just come visit a guy? You were in a pretty bad car accident hot stuff. I was so worried about you." As she walks over and smushes my head into her chest as she tries to hug me.

"Get away Stacy, get off me!" I snap at her.

"You don't want me to go away...do you really Shawn? I mean come on?" She says batting her eyelashes at me, seductively whispering in my ear.

"Where's safety girl?" She mocks as she lets out a small wicked laugh.

"Don't talk about Camila like that!" I snap at her again.

This time she climbs on my bed and straddles my lap. Of course I can't move my legs, and she's got a hold of my arms now. She tries to pry them from me, but I'm still stronger than her.

Deciding there's still more that can be done. She leans forward and lets her face hover very close to mine.

"You don't want her, do you baby?" She whispers. "She can't give you want I can..." she lingers and I feel her move her hand down my abdomen, seemingly tracing where the bulge in my pants should be next.

"Stacy stop." I stay sternly.

"Or what baby? What are you gonna do? I'm pretty sure I can still make you come undone just by touching you, just by kissing you." She says as she leans forward now and takes my lips with hers.

I try to squirm out of the kiss, and I'm not successful until we both hear a loud gasp in my room near the door and something drop against the floor.

Camila.

She looks between Stacy and I and the very compromising position we're in. Her eyes wide in shock and her cheeks heat to a very embarrassing red. She looks like she did one of the times she looked at me after we watched my accident. She looks pissed.

Fuck!

"I'm sorry for interrupting, I'll just be going now." She says as I notice tears start to stream down her face. She goes to turn on one heel to leave when I stop her. With all the strength I have, I push Stacy off of me and call after Camila.

"Camila! Camila baby stop! Don't go!" I say loudly.

Camila whips around at me. I'm never seen her so angry, but this is pure rage.

"DON'T you ever call me baby again! You lying, pathetic asshole. I can't believe I actually believed that you had changed." She shouts. "After everything I've ever done for you, you ungrateful dick!" She screams, she's full on sobbing now and all I want to do is go to her and pull her in my arms and explain what she just walked in on.

She goes to storm out of my room and I try one more time to call after her, but it's no use. I turn to Stacy and tell her to get the fuck out of my room and never come back.

I try Camila's cellphone right away once Stacy leaves and it goes straight to voicemail. Shit! Shit! Shit! This cannot be happening, I cry to myself.

A few minutes later one of my doctors and his nurse walk in. They politely greet me, check my vitals and chart a few things before the doctor takes a seat next to me at my bedside.

"Hi Shawn. We need to do some blood tests today, make sure you're doing okay." He says to me.

"Okay..." I say solemnly as I look down in defeat.

"What's wrong Shawn?" The doctor asks.

"It's nothing, I just screwed up." I say lowly. Turning to him I ask him how much blood I need to give and he jokes and says "Hopefully not too much. I don't think Miss. Cabello or your family can give you much more at this point." He says looking at me with a smile.

"Miss. Cabello?" I question.

The doctor looks at me confused. "Yes, Miss Camila Cabello." He continues. "After she fainted in the waiting room and was admitted for a few hours for evaluation, when you were in surgery, you lost a lot of blood and our blood bank was running low, so your parents and sister donated blood but we still needed more. Camila offered, even though she was in the hospital now as a patient to donate blood and platelets to you."

I look at him shocked.

"Wait, really?"

"Yes Shawn. In fact, I'm pretty sure her donations are what saved your life." He says as he gives me a small smile before getting up to leave the room.

I feel my body go numb and my heart drop so far down my body, I don't even know if my toes can handle it.

"Camila saved my life?" I ask.

"Yes son, I believe she did." He says as he washes his hands. "You have one amazing friend there Mr. Mendes." He smiles as he walks out of my room.

Yes I do....

I can't believe it. Camila was admitted but gave blood and platelets to me anyway. She saved my life. This is insane.

As I'm processing all this, I can't help but think back to the look on her face. I hurt her. She feels like I betrayed her and here she is, the person that saved my life and she catches me with Stacy.

I'm an idiot.

How am I going to fix this?

I can't lose Camila.

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A/n: Some fluff and drama in these last couple chapters! Hope you like them. Don't forgot to vote and comment 💕