Stomach Ache

You, Shawn, and his crew are in California. Currently eating dinner, you notice you're starting to not feel too well.

"Hey, Shawn?" You ask.

"Yes, babe?" He says, looking at you happy with just having the most hilarious conversation with Jake and Andrew.

"N-, n- nevermind." You stutter on yourself not wanting to interrupt the happy moment between them while trying to conceal the pain in your stomach so he doesn't notice. It doesn't seem to work too well because he cocks his head to the left and looks at you.

"Y/N, I can see you're in pain. What's wrong? Please tell me, it's okay."

"I'm not feeling too well, can we head back to the hotel?" you plead.

"Yah sure! Is everything okay? Do you need someone to get some medication from the medkit?" His smile immediately drops to a frown as he notices the obvious nauseated look on your face. You hate making Shawn frown, it makes you feel even worse.

"N-, no. I just-" You cringe from the pain, holding your stomach tighter. "Want to go back to the hotel, please."

By now the whole team's looking at you with worry in their eyes hoping you're okay.

"Y/N are you okay?" Andrew asks.

"Y-, yeah." You try to lie.

"No. She's not." Shawn says cutting you off. "She's not a very good liar," he looks at you raising an eyebrow, with worry in his eyes.

You nod. "He's right. Andrew, can we please be excused? My stomach really hurts, and I was wondering if Shawn and I could go b- back to the hotel?"

"Yeah, yeah sure! I think it's about time we all head back," he looks down at his watch, "it's about 9:30 pm anyways."

"Thanks, Andrew." You reply.

Andrew then waves down the waiter. "May I help you sir?" she asks him.

"Yes. We are about done here, can you please bring the check?"

She smiles brightly, "Why, yes I sure can! I'll be right back with that, is there anything else you would like me to bring back too, like some to-go boxes?" She asks looking around the table in a way to ask the team. Everyone smiles and replies with a no nodding there heads. 

"Thanks, but we'll be fine."

"Alrighty then! I'll be right back with that check." She tells Andrew.

~6 - 7 minutes later~

The waiter walks back over to the table. "Here you go!" She says, handing Andrew the booklet with the check and a pen.

"Thank you." He replies taking the book.

Shawn looks over at you and you're holding your stomach with your knees bent rocking yourself back and forth trying to subside the pain away.

"You okay?" he whispers, scooting closer. 

"No." You whisper back, wincing in pain.

He starts to rub slow, soothing circles up and down your back hoping to ease the pain and nausea. It seems to be helping but only for a little bit until your pushing Mike, Eddy, Dave, and Zubin out of the way to rush to the bathroom.

"MOVE!!!" You yell, causing them to all suddenly get up and rush out the way almost tripping on each other.

You're speed walking to the bathroom while Shawn's sprinting behind you and all the customers and employees are looking at you bewildered. You reach the bathroom door and shove it open almost hitting someone in the face. 

"Woah there, be careful, you almost hit me in the face with the door." The lady says. 

You don't have the time to say anything to her as you bellow over the bathroom trash can puking. 

"Oh, sorry." She says walking out a little disgusted.

A few minutes later you finish puking, and spit out the bile and chunks of food in your mouth then wipe your face with a paper towel. You walk over to one of the sinks and fill your hands with water to help rinse your mouth out. You're done in the bathroom and walk out only to be greeted by Shawn.

"Hey." He looks at you worried.

"Hi." You say flushed and a little embarrassed looking around and seeing all the ruckus you just caused throughout the restaurant.

"Are you feeling better after-," He nods towards the bathroom door, "that?" He doesn't want to mention it in terms of not wanting to get sick himself. 

"A little bit but, my stomach still hurts, I'm just not as nauseous."

"Yeah?" He says to you reaching forward to feel your head with the back of his hand. "Okay well, you don't seem to have a fever but, you don't look the greatest, let's get you back to the hotel. I wonder what could be making you this sick." Shawn says as he puts his arm around your shoulder guiding you back to the table.

"Alright guys, are you ready?" Jake asks when you both arrive back to the table.

"Yep." Shawn says.

Everyone gathers there belongings and then you all head out the door. Andrew, Josiah, and Jake call an Uber, since we're gonna need multiple cars to get back to the hotel. We all split up into groups. Andrew, Shawn, Tiff and yourself in one car; Jake, Mike, Dave, Eddy and Zubin in another; and Josiah, Cez, Sylvia, and Geoff in the third. We all get settled into the cars and start to drive off.

A few moments later, Andrew asks, "Y/N, do you need anything from the med kit when we get there? Like nausea medication?"

"N-". Shawn cuts you off. "Yes, she needs 2 Tums and some Pepto." He says smiling down at you, making you blush but wince at the same time; he pulls you closer to his chest, caressing your arm.

"Okay. I'll have Jake get that when we arrive." Andrew says.

"There's no need for you to be so stubborn Y/N. It's okay to need something." Shawn whispers to you reassuringly.

"Okay." You nod, yawning. Today really tired you out, there was a lot going on between having the Live Billboard Summit to attend and having errands to run early in the morning, to now this.

"I love you Y/N," Shawn says winking at you.

"I love you too," you say back, Shawn's soft movements on your arm help you slowly drift off to sleep. 

A/N Sorry guys for the late upload I was having trouble with it. It would tell me that it's uploaded but when I went on my other account and came to this account to read it, it wasn't there... Really sorry about that I think I fixed it though. If you like it please vote and comment! I'm posting another in about 15 minutes.♥️