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Heyy! This isn't the longest, I'm tired asf :( hope you like it ;)

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"Eww, she looks so slutty in that dress,"

"Ugh, how can anyone want to sleep with that slut? They could get HIV,"

"Why doesn't she just kill herself already,"

Whispers come from each student that passes me by the corridor of my school, causing my eyes to sting with tears at their insults. I refused myself to cry, that I shouldn't give in so easily. Although I should be used to it by now, it's been happening for months now.

Ever since I dated that jock Jensen; he ruined my life. It all began one day when he was at my house, and he suddenly came onto me.

We kissed for a while until I noticed his actions became more intimate, and I didn't like it. Not one bit. He tried to take off my clothes, and touch me in sensitive ares. Until I pushed him off of me, and told him I wasn't ready.

He became angry and stormed out of my house, not saying a word. I thought everything would be okay in the morning, and he would've forgotten about it, but I was wrong.

Instead, he had told everyone we had slept together, and that we broke up because he found out I had been sleeping with strangers for money; basically calling me a prostitute.

Everyone had heard this and was disgusted, even the teachers would give me a disturbed expression whilst teaching the class.

But the truth was that I was still a virgin, and I still couldn't do anything about the lies. They all believed Jensen and didn't want to hear my pleads to tell them that it wasn't true.

Eventually my friends found out also, leaving me one by one until I had no one left. They had became my enemies, joining in with the rest of the school on calling me names. What great friends I had.

How could Jensen do something so selfish to make me suffer this way? It's like his heart was made of thick ice, and it was so cold it would freeze anyone who would get in his way. He ruined my reputation by making lies because I didn't please him the way he wanted me to.

I sighed loudly and turned to my locker, ignoring the insults from the teenagers surrounding the halls. I distracted myself by sorting through my locker, organising my books in an random order to keep me occupied.

All of a sudden, I felt the warmth of someones body make contact with my back, wrapping their arms around my waist.

I didn't need to turn around and see who it was, I already knew; Shawn. The only friend I had left. The only person who I can turn to when I needed help.

He has been with me through this horrible roller coaster ride, and reassured me that I was wanted. He treated me like I was a princess, but in reality I was nothing but a disgusting excuse of a human.

"Are you okay?" He mumbled against the base of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

You might be thinking that we were a couple, but we were nothing more than just friends. Although he treated me as if we were dating; but I wasn't complaining. In fact, I loved it. 

"Yeah, I'm fine," I sighed, turning around to face him.

"Oh god, does that girl ever close her legs? She has another boy toy already," A loud male voice boomed from a distance, followed by roars of laughter.

He winced at the harsh words, and suddenly clenched his jaw in anger. His fists were balled together at his sides, and he took a step back, ready to swing at the boy.

I quickly took action and grabbed onto his fist, feeling it immediately relax under my touch. "Don't, please,"

I forced his darkened honey eyes to look into mine and they softened, fading back into there natural warm colour. He gave me a look of sympathy, before nodding and lifting head up to place a delicate kiss on my forehead.

"You know I believe you, I know you aren't anything he said you are," He whispered, referring to Jensen.

"And that I will always be here for you, even if they drag me down with you. I don't care what they say about you, baby," He added, his voice getting softer. (Sound familiar?😉)

My heart fluttered, and he made me feel so special. I just wish this was real, that we were a couple.

"Thank you, Shawn," I smiled softly.

"No need to thank me," He replied. "Now, how about we ditch today?" He added, with a large grin on his face. I loved the fact that Shawn was down to do anything, and would take risks.

I smirked at him mischievously. Now were talking.

Shawn Mendes ImaginesOnde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora