Shawn Mendes Imagines

Malaria p2

Hey me has returned

Your POV

"SHAWN!" I call the nurse and she runs in.

"I think he has fainted due to pain. We will increase his pain medication."

Relief floods through me. "Thank you." I caress Shawn's cheek, hoping to wake him. I then get a glass of water and pour a tiny bit on his head. That wakes him, and he gives me a terrified look.

"Y/N please make it stop! It hurts so much and I feel sick. " I realise waking him was a mistake. Grabbing the bucket, I hold it in front of him as he throws up. I don't even know how he was being sick because he had no food in his stomach.

"Hey my darling, it's okay. I'm right here and they've upped your pain drugs." His head falls to the side in agony, tears falling from his eyes.

I decide to lay down beside him in am effort to comfort him.

"Shawn lean on me." I lift Shawn's head up on to my shoulder, he swings his leg over my torso and holds my waist.

"My head hurts Y/N... please I can't..." he begins sobbing into my shoulder and I can't do anything to stop the pain he was in. It felt terrible.

"Let me massage it for you." I begin massaging his head, pulling the blanket over him to block out the light that might aggravate his headache.

"I want to sleep but it hurts too much!" He cries, and I really felt for him.

"The painkillers have been increased so you should be fine soon. Plus it'll make you sleep better."

"Y/N hold me... I can't cope."

"Come here." I let him lie down between my legs, and his head rests in the crook of my neck. He was shaking so I cover him up with another blanket. I begin to massage his head, gently rubbing circles on his forehead. "Sweet dreams darling." I whisper in his ear as he falls asleep, my arms wrapped tightly around him.

Sorry this was so short xx