At home...
Y/N's POV:
Shawn got me at home and after changing into my pajamas, I rested on the couch. My feet were aching and my arm was bleeding a bit.
Shawn: What did he do to you?
He asked me firmly with a strict and concerned countenance.
Y/n: He didn't do anything.
S: Y/n, it's no big deal! Just tell me!
He got some bandages and started wrapping it around my arm.
Y/n: Ouch!
I bit my lip in pain.
Shawn stopped and glared at me.
Y/n: He wasn't meant to do it...
I continued my sentence after 2 seconds.
Y/n: He just pushed me down because...
I stopped.
S: Because what?
Shawn's eyes were locked in mine and shivers were sent down my spine.
Y/n: Don't look at me like that, you're frightening me!
S: I'm just worried! Why did he push you down?
Y/n: He started kissing me and I bit his lip awfully harshly.
I broke the eye contact and looked down at my sore feet.
S: H-he kissed you?
He severely grabbed my chin to face him again.
S: And you're telling me that he wasn't meant to do it? Are you serious? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? THIS IS SEXUAL ABUSE! WE MUST REPORT HIM!
Y/n: It's up to me if I want to report him or not! He explained me everything! I told you as well. Have some mercy on this poor man!
He shook his head in disbelief and continued wrapping my arm.
S: You're insane!
Y/n: He's not a bad man...
S: Don't be so innocent! He might said all these because he knew that sometime soon the police would come!
I was so confused at that moment. He might be right. But the burns?
Y/n: And what about the burns?
S: How do you know that he got burned in the car and not whilst cooking or something? How do you know that he's actually that young?
Y/n: I don't. But I know that you're oversuspicious.
S: I'm not oversuspicious! You're just grossly innocent!
Y/n: Maybe you're too suspicious and I'm too innocent.
S: Whatever!
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S: Do you want me to lift you up to get you to your bed?
Y/n: Shawn I'm not disabled!
S: Are you sure? What about your arm? How are you going to sleep? Do you want me to sleep with you?
Y/n: SHAWN I'M NOT A FUCKING BABY!
S: I... I just wanted to help...
Y/n: Sorry... I just... I don't need any help...
S: Good night y/n!
Y/n: Good night!
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I was sitting for some hours on my phone.
It was 5am when I received an unexpected message.
It was from Chris!
C: y/n I'm really sorry for leaving you like that. Are you ok? Did you arrive home safe? Please reply when you see this otherwise I don't think that I'll ever sleep again. XX
Y/n: Why do you care? You left me like you didn't know me!
C: What did you want me to do? I feel like you want to be with me, just to make Shawn jealous. I don't want this kind of relationship!
Y/n: I'm just not sure if I want you... I'm not using you though!
C: Look y/n! I don't want to waste my time on a woman who doesn't love me. Did I make it clear?
Y/n: Sure! I understand. Just give me another chance.
C: If you don't have any feelings for me you can tell me. Why do you want to be only with me?
Y/n: Because you want it as well.
C: I'm not pressing you to be with me. So, if you don't want me, say it to me.
Y/n: No I want to try again!
C: Okay :) Would you mind coming over tomorrow morning?
Y/n: yeah sure! I'll be there before 11am
C: nice! good night ♡, xx
Y/n: good night!
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It was almost 5.20am so I decided to go to sleep.
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After an hour, I woke up feeling thirsty.
I didn't turn on the lights because Shawn had left the door of his room open and I didn't want to wake him up.
I was at the end of the stairs when I tripped somehow and found myself at the end of the stairs.
Y/n: Fuck!
I exclaimed loudly and the lights turned on and Shawn appeared running down to me.
S: Are you okay?
Y/n: I don't know. What do you think?
S: I think that you're stupid. Why didn't you turn on the lights?
Y/n: you had left the door of your room open and I didn't want to wake you up.
S: I was in the bathroom, that's why my door was open.
He offered me his hand and helped me stand up.
Y/n: Thanks.
S: "Shawn I'm not a fucking baby"
He said in a mocking voice and I hit him playfully.
Y/n: That's a different occasion.
S: Yeah of course.
He smirked and I chuckled.
Then we went to our beds again.
The real question was :
What would I do with Chris?