Shawn Mendes Imagines

Bullet wound

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Imagine that you're anywhere you want to be. You are Shawn's best friend and maybe girlfriend - you decide. You get a phonecall from the hospital.

Your POV

"Hello?" An unknown number calls me. "What? I'm coming." Tears well in my eyes - Shawn had been shot by a random gunman who went on a shooting spree at a concert Shawn attended.

I run into the hospital and I am showed to Shawn's room. He is laying on the bed with his left leg elevated. The bullet had entered the back of his left thigh and they had performed a small procedure to remove it.

He looked like he was in a lot of pain - his bandage had blood around it. This was serious.

"Y/N" he says, tears in his eyes.

"Hey deep breaths" I hold his trembling hand. It was clear that he was in a lot of pain.

"It hurts..." a nurse comes in.

"I just need to clean his wound." This was gonna hurt. Bad.

"Here grab hold of my hand." I help him lay on his front and faced him towards me. Fear was evident in his eyes. The nurse poured some of the disinfectant onto a gauze and a tiny drop fell onto his injured leg, causing his entire body to jolt in pain.

"I'm gonna need you to keep him very still." The nurse tells me. I have an idea. I climb onto the bed and sit on Shawn's back, my knees at either side of his shoulders. I begin to take my fingers through his hair in an effort to keep him as calm and as still as possible. "Deep breath for me."

Shawn lets out a shattering scream when the liquid hits his wound. My head falls beside his, and I whisper calming sounds into his ear.

"All done." Shawn's leg is bandaged up and elevated, and the nurse leaves.

"You're incredible brave for that." I smile at Shawn, who's face was damp from tears.

The next day

Shawn was allowed to go home today but he was going to be in a lot of pain. He could barely walk.

They had given him crutches so that he could gradually begin putting weight on his leg.

"We are giving him a wheelchair just to use to the car as it's a long walk." The doctor explains.

"Lets go." I wheel Shawn to Karen's car, as we would be going to Shawn's parents house whilst he recovered.

We got in and my first mission was to get Shawn upstairs. He would be staying in his parents' room as it had an ensuite.

"Right sit here. Bum shuffle up the stairs." I manage to get him upstairs and tuck him into bed.

"Please stay with me." He manages to say. I turn back at him and he has tears in his eyes because of the agony he was in.

"Hey lets see if we can get you to sleep." I climb into bed with him and he rests his head in the crook of my neck.

"Shawn darling" his mum comes in holding a pharmaceutical bag. This isn't good. "I need to clean your wound." Shawn gives me this puppy eyed look. I smile at him and move a strand of hair out of his eyes.

"Right turn around." He lays on his belly and his head is in my lap, arms around my thigh.

"On three. Three. Two. One." The poor thing's entire body jolts upwards and he screams out in pain, his grip around my leg tight. I ruffle his hair to calm him but it doesn't work.

"I'll bandage this up." I offer. I inspect the wound. The bullet caused a few tears and breaks in the bone, which is why it was swollen. The actual point of impact was small, but he had a four inch long surgery cut around it from where they took the bullet out and operated on his leg.

I was happy that mentally, Shawn was taking it very well. It was either that or the fact that the pain was distracting him from what happened. I decide not to bring it up.

"Lets get you to sleep darling." I lay next to him and he presses his head against my chest. I kiss the top of his head and he quickly falls asleep. I decide to stay with him ad he definitely needed someone with him all the time as he was in a lot of pain.

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