Shawn Mendes Imagines

Treat You Better

KaylaMarshall268 this one's for you gurl!

Shawn's POV

I'm currently on my way to my best friend's house. She's called Kayla and the reason I'm going is actually not good.

Lately she's been distant. She's not been eating properly, she's not smiled properly or laughed in days. Something is up, and I want to cheer her uo. I'm taking a bag full of her favourite treats to her as we were having a sleepover.

I pull up in the driveway and go into her house. Her parents were out of town so she was home alone.

"Kayla!" I call. No answer. I then hear a huge sob coming from her bedroom.

I gently push her door open and she's laying in bed in the fetal position, head dug into her pillows.

I realise she's crying.

"Hey what happened?" I sit at her bedside and lift her head into my lap, letting her sob into my lap. "Let it out darling." She is my best friend, and my heart broke for her.

"Its nothing... I just got really stressed out about school and exams." She replies, getting comfy in my lap.

"I have all your favourite snacks, we can have a movie night." I suggest, getting the snacks out.

We get comfy in bed, and I rest my head on her tumny. We normally sit like this when we watch TV. This tradition started one morning when I was hungover, and I had this pounding headache. Kayla told me to lay my head on her stomach and she gave me an amazing head massage whilst we watched Netflix. Since then, we sit like this when we watch something.

"Are you comfy?" I ask her.

"Yeah" she replies, sounding blunt. We had been watching 13 Reasons Why (spoiler alert) and were on the episode where Hannah is raped.

I feel my hair getting wet. I knew Kayla was crying so I wrap my arms around her waist, my head in her neck.

"Hey what's the matter?" I ask, holding her hand.

"I... I can't watch this..." she gets out of bed and runs into the bathroom crying.

"Hey please let me in." I knock on the door in worry.

"No I'm fine Shawn." She replies, still sobbing.

"Well clearly you're not honey, please let me talk to you." She eventually lets me in and I pull her into my lap and let her cry into my chest for a while, playing with her hair. "Please talk to me, what's going on?" I squeeze her arm and she winces in pain. "Why does that hurt? Did somebody do something to you?" I ask worridly.

"Yeah... someone did."

"What happened? Let me see." I ask, helping her take her hoodie off. Her wrists are bruised up and she has marks on her neck.

They aren't marks. They're hickies.

"What happened?" My voice booms, I was incredibly protective of Kayla, more than anything, as she was such a kind, caring person. "Let me lay you down, you look tired."

"I'm fine I can get myself up."

"No, I'm taking you myself." I reply, sounding snappy. I take one hand under her legs and the other around her neck and lay her in bed, covering her up with the duvet. "Come here." I let her rest her head on my chest, holding her close to me.

"You know Andrew, the guy I was speaking to." She begins.

"I don't like the sound of this."

"You won't... well he did something to me..." she begins crying again and I know exactly what she means.

"Did he rape you?" I feel her nod her head and anger floods through me. I have never felt this angry in my life. "He needs to run. Run 1000 miles away from here because I'm going to kill him."

"No... not now. I just need you here." Her grip around my waist loosens and she falls asleep. I pull the blanket ovet her and let her sleep, and I fall asleep too.

The next morning, we decide to go out for breakfast.

Kayla comes downstairs and she looks beautiful today, and is smiling.

"There comes my beautiful." I give her a hug, holding her close to me. That hug felt different - it meant something more.

"I'm buying you breakfast, so leave your purse at home." I demand, laughing.

"Thank you honey." Kayla and I often use names like this, its just a habit.

We link arms and begin walking to the car.

When we got there, I decide to pick up some bagels and we would talk in the car. We took Kayla's car, and she pulls over outside a cafe.

"I'll be two minutes sweetie." I kiss her cheek without realising and to into the cafe. I get the bagels and as I'm putting them into the car, I see Andrew, the boy who hurt Kayla.

"Shawn its okay..."

"Its not!" I shout back, running over to him and punching him.

Unfortunately, he was much stronger than me. I managed to get a few good punches, before he broke my rib.

"Don't mess with me!" Andrew yells, which pushes me off the edge.

"Don't mess with my best friend!" I give him one last punch which knocks him out.

It also knocks me out.

Kayla's POV

I couldn't move. I couldn't face my rapist. But my best friend, maybe more, was getting hurt so I get out the car.

I get out at the right time and only just manage to catch him before he falls. I get him into my car by half lifting half dragging him and drive him home.

He gains consciousness in the car and is groaning in pain.

"Kayla are you okay?" He asks.

"Forget me, how are you? What hurts?" I pull up infront of my house and help Shawn out of the car and into my bedroom.

He looked like how he looked at end of the Stitches video. Andrew beat him pretty bad, but Shawn knocked him out and I'm forever greatful.

"Sit." I order.

"No I need to take care of you."

"Shawn look at you." I wipe some blood away from his cheek with a tissue before getting a first aid kit.

"Thanks Kayla." He's holding his side.

"Let me see." I lift his shirt, revealing his bruised ribs. And his six pack. "It doesn't look broken, just badly bruised."

I begin cleaning his bleeding face with some cotton wool and anti bacterial liquid.

"I'll get you some ice." I get two ice packs and put one on his ribs and hold one above his black eye. I lay beside him, lifting his head into my lap, holding him like he was holding me just last night.

"Thank you Kayla." He says, pain in his voice.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"I love you Shawn." I blurt out.

"I want to be with you too Kayla. I adore you." We smile at each other before kissing him passionately. "Ow!" Shawn winces as I touched his side.

"Let me hold you tonight." I smile. Shawn, my new boyfriend, was going to be the one in my arms today. I put my legs on either side of him and let him lay there, his bruised face pressed against my chest.

"I know I can treat you better, better... Oww!" He shouts at the end, the bigger note hurting his ribs.

"I love you baby, get to sleep." I kiss the top of his curls.

"I love you Kayla." He says before falling asleep in my arms.

Sorry for the wait!! Hope you liked it xx ❤