He kisses your forehead and leaves the bathroom. You watch him go and let out the breath you didn't realise you were holding. What do Shawn's actions mean? You know he always gets angry when tell him that your boyfriend yelled at you or something but he's never interfered, so why now?
You stand there, shocked and kind of numb now you've let out the emotions that have been plaguing you for so long.
You pause to listen for Shawn and as he's not in the bedroom, you begin to peel off your wet bikini under the towel. You bend down to pick up your clothes on the bathroom floor, not really wanting to put your sandy jeans and hoodie back on. You glance up and see one of Shawn's t-shirts poking out of his suitcase in his room. You know that he went out into the main living room area so you dart out of the open bathroom door and grab the t-shirt, only in your towel. It's soft and smells like Shawn's cologne. He hasn't worn it yet but it's been in his suitcase so it smells like him rather than clothes detergent and you slip it on. It falls mid thigh and you realise that you don't have any panties. Although the shirt covers all your essentials, you're pretty sure that you don't want to flash Shawn your vagina just yet. You roll your bikini bottoms in the towel and press them, trying to dry them a bit before slipping them on. They feel a little weird because they're slightly warm and damp but you ignore it.
You walk out of the bathroom and dump your other clothes in a pile on the bedroom floor before hearing Shawn's hushed voice in the room next door. You don't want to eavesdrop so you begin to walk away but then you catch some of his words:
"No, I can't tell her... Well why do you think? Honestly, it would ruin everything. Yes, she's staying over until I can sort everything out with her asshole boyfriend. If it were up to me, he'd be behind bars for his behaviour. She's so broken. It's disgusting."
You gasp at the last sentence and your mind whirls. Shawn thinks you're disgusting because you're broken?! So what was all that stuff in the bathtub? Did it mean nothing to him? You feel weak and dizzy and your body slides down the wall before hitting the floor with a thud. You close your eyes as your head pounds and you faintly hear footsteps.
"Y/N?" Shawn sees your body on floor and runs over to you.
"What's wrong?!!" You let out a groan and rub your head. Shawn looks panicky and you worry slightly that he's going to take you to the hospital. There's a moment of silence as he looks at you and suddenly you hear your stomach grumble. You laugh out a weak laugh and Shawn joins in.
"Have you eaten today?" He asks and you shake your head.
"Right, room service it is. How about a cheeseburger and fries?" Your stomach grumbles in agreement and you nod, still not happy about that conversation you heard but you're deciding to keep it to yourself for the mean time.
Shawn gets up and walks over to the phone by the bed and dials the room service number. He orders the food, he also gets a hot dog for himself and a milkshake for you. You stay where you are, watching him. He puts the handset down and turns to you before frowning slightly.
"Y/N is that my shirt?" You blush and nod. He smiles and laughs.
"You can keep it, it looks better on you anyway. Look, I made some calls while you were getting ready in here. I'm going to get you out of this situation trust me." You feel your heart sink as you remember Shawn saying you're "broken" and it's "disgusting". You don't feel like confrontation but you're confused right now, trying to figure out why Shawn is being nice if he's disgusted by you. You open your mouth, ready to ask him but the door bell rings outside the room and Shawn gets up to answer it. The hotel staff pushes in a trolley with one of those silver domes over the top of the food. You see your milkshake, covered in little droplets of water, showing how nice and cold it must be. Your stomach grumbles again at the smell and sight of the food as the dome is lifted off and your cheeseburger is revealed.
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