Tate McRae - You Broke Me First

Ariana Grande - 34+35, Ariana Grande - Safety Net (ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

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Elizabeth's POV

I open my eyes. Where am I? I look around my childhood room with the bright blue walls. I almost fall out of bed when I see my mum sitting next to me in bed. I stare at her and she smiles at me with a soft smile.

'Do you love him?' She asks.

'Mum?' I reach out to touch her, but I pull my hand back when I almost touch her shoulder.

I see her grab my hand and she puts it on her shoulder. Is she real? I softly squeeze her shoulder and look into her green eyes. I didn't realise I was crying until she wipes the tears away from my cheek with her thumb.

'Do you love him?' She asks again.

'Who? Shawn?' I am confused.

'Yes. Do you love him?'

'Yes I do. Mum I have missed--'

'Good.' She interrupts.

I stare at her, not knowing what to do. Is this my mum or is this just my imagination of mum? I blink a couple of times, trying to make sense of it all.

'I want you to remember this...' She looks at the door. 'I have to get going soon.' I see a scared expression.

'Why? Where do you need to go?' I grab her hand.

'Oh my sweet daughter...' My mum brushes her thumb over my knuckles. 

'You have never let me down and you will not do that now either.' She looks in my eyes.

'What? What do you mean?'

'Listen to your feelings. It does not matter how much you despise your feelings, deep down, they are always right.' She says, looking at the door again.

'What feelings? Mum, you are not making any sense.' I try to get her to pay attention to me, but she is too focused on the thing behind my bedroom door.

'It will.' And with that she stands up.

I reach out for the blouse she's wearing to pull her back to me, but my hand goes right through it, and just like that day she slips away from me.

Shawn's POV

I put Beth down on the bed in our hotel room and when I turn around to call a doctor or anyone that can help us she opens her eyes.

'I saw my mum.' She stands up from the bed as if she wasn't unconscious a couple of seconds ago.

'You what?' I walk back to her.

I see her frown when she looks at her hands with doubt in her eyes. She saw her mother? I don't know what has been happening the last few days. Me getting sick, Beth sleepwalking, that girl kissing me and now she has seen her mother?

'I don't trust you.' She looks at me with a cold expression.

'Wait...What? What did I do?!' I stare at her with a painful feeling in my chest.

'I love you and that makes me blind.'

What the fuck is she talking about?! Yes, she is right not to trust me but she doesn't know that! Or at least I thought she didn't.

'You lied about Madrid.' She looks at me. 'You also probably lied about losing your phone.' She walks to the nightstand.

I stare at her, watching her every move. I decide to keep my mouth shut. I have no idea what she knows and I don't want to give away any information she might not know. If today she finds out what I did, I will kill myself. She types something into her phone and looks up at me again.

'Are you cheating on me?' She asks.

A feeling of relief rushes through me and I look at her with a big smile. Cheating on her? Why would I cheat on her?! To be honest, I have done a lot of things and I have been called a lot of names, but "cheater" isn't one of them. I walk to her and reach out to touch her.

'Do not patronize me, just answer my question.' She takes a step back, avoiding my touch.

I look into her eyes and see that this is really bothering her. The weird thing is that her eyes are cold. It looks like all the emotion in her just disappeared, the way she moves, talks and looks into my eyes, there is no feeling in all of it. 

I frown and sigh before answering her.

'No, I would never cheat on you.' I search for relief in her eyes.

'Are you one hundred percent sure?' She puts her phone down.

'Yes.' I frown again.

'Ok.' She looks into my eyes as if trying to read them. 'Then it's something else.' Her eyes scan my body. 'Listen to me, Shawn.' She puts her hand on my chest and lets the other trail down my arm. 'If you are hiding something...' She stands on her toes and moves her mouth next to my ear. 'I will find out what it is.' She whispers in my ear.

She looks into my eyes again and wets her lips before brushing them against mine.

'I'm not hiding anything.' I swallow. 'I swear.'

'Good.' She narrows her eyes again for the last time. 

'Let's go out to eat something.' A big smile forms on her lips.

Fucking hell. What is wrong with me? The way she talked to me and the way her mood changed should have scared me, but instead it turned me on so much that my pants are suddenly really tight... fuck.

I try to ignore the fact that I lied to her just a couple of seconds ago, but let's be honest here, I have been lying to her the whole time, so what is one more lie, right?

Beth grabs her purse and looks at me while holding the door open. I stare at her, trying to make sense of everything that just happened and I try to deal with the fact that my girlfriend might be a psychopath.

'No. We are not going anywhere now, Beth.' I run my fingers through my hair.

I'm confused, turned on and I just cannot think clearly. I pace around the room nervously and hear Beth sigh as she walks back to the bed. She sits down on the bed with her legs crossed.

'You can't treat me like this and act like nothing happened seconds later.' I stand still in front of the bed.

'Why not?' She stares at me, waiting for an explanation.

'Because it's confusing!' I raise my voice. 'You're sending mixed signals!'

'And what signals may that be?' She asks with a calm voice.

'You were happy when we arrived. You hit that girl when she kissed me--'

'You think that was a weird reaction?' She points at the door while interrupting me.

'No! Let me finish.'

She nods.

'Then you were crying in the bathroom! When I came in, you left, furious again and then outside you were crying again--' Beth interrupts me again.

'I don't need a recap of today's emotions. I'm not watching a Netflix original series!' She yells at me.

'I know! But you know what I mean!' I yell back.

'Of course I do! I was the one who fucking felt them!' She leans forward, raising her voice every word she speaks.

'And I was the one who fucking received them!'

Her eyes trail down between my legs and she raises her eyebrows.

'I don't think I gave that kind of signal...' She looks into my eyes again, still pissed off.

'You didn't... But that's not what this is about. You are driving me crazy, Beth!'

She rolls her eyes at me and grabs the remote control from the nightstand and turns on the television. She ignores me completely as I still stand in front of the bed.

'Are you seriously going to ignore me now?!' I look at her.

'I am not. I'm just watching television because I have dealt with a lot today ok!' She throws her purse on the ground. 

'I saw my mum.' 

She shows me one finger. 

'Someone other than me kissed you. In. Front. Of. My. Fucking. Face.' 

A second finger appears in the air. 

'You and Lucifer went behind my back.' 

There is the third finger. 

'And I hit someone in the face after seven years, so can you please give me a fucking break!' She crosses her arms in front of her chest and continues watching television.

'Fine!' I let go of the bed. 

'I'm going to take a fucking shower.' I say before walking away.

'Don't forget to wank yourself off when you're in there. Then we've had all the emotions today!' She yells when I walk into the bedroom.

'Maybe I fucking will!' I yell before closing the door, but I open it again. 'And it's not an emotion! It's fucking feeling!' I close the door.

'That's the same fucking thing!' Beth yells.

Elizabeth's POV

I hear Shawn close the door of the bathroom and I chuckle before standing up and changing into my pajamas. 

Our fights are ridiculous!

I get into bed and pull the duvet over my body before turning the air conditioning on. The wall of the bathroom is made of glass and I can see everything Shawn is doing. He just showers in silence and I decide to sleep, ignoring the rumbling hunger in my stomach.

What feels like two seconds later, Shawn pulls at my shoulder and I look at him while trying to get used to the amount of light in this hotel room. His hair is wet and he's not wearing a shirt. I think he just got out of the shower. He softly touches my arm and I try to focus on his eyes.

'What do you want?' I say with sleep in my voice.

'Aaliyah says that you never should go to bed fighting.' He says.

'She is wise.' I tap his hand. 'Ok, good night.' I turn around again.

'Hold on Elizabeth. We are not going to bed until this fight is over.' Shawn says.

'Consider it over.' I groan.

'I just want to sleep!' I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face to mine.

He kisses me back and I let my tongue slide into his mouth. His tongue is soft and sweet and I enjoy the feeling of him in my mouth. 

It feels like it was forever ago since we kissed like this for the last time. I feel his wet curls against my forehead and it tickles a little bit, making me smile against his lips. Shawn puts his hand on my waist and lays down next to me in bed, still not breaking the kiss.

'I don't want to have sex right now.' I quickly say between the kissing.

'Me neither.' Shawn starts to pant.

I run my hand over the back of his neck and I feel the goosebumps form on Shawn's skin. His hands trail over my belly up to my breasts.

'We should stop...' Shawn says and he kisses me one last time.

He turns my body around with my back on his chest. I feel the warmth of the shower radiate from his body. His arms wrap around my body and he whispers in my ear.

'Do you feel that?'

I feel his warm breath on my ear and neck, forming goosebumps. I shake my head and put my hand over his on my belly.

'I'm hungry, that's what you're feeling.' I chuckle.

'I could get us some food.' Shawn whispers again, somehow making it sound sexy.

'That would be great, but don't give me the minibar crap.' I turn around to look at him.

Shawn's fingers touch my face and he looks into my eyes, putting one hand between his face and the pillow.

'For a moment I thought you were pregnant.' He whispers again.

'Pregnant?!' Shock is spread all over my face. 'No... and I'm not planning on getting pregnant anytime soon.' I give him a small smile.

He looks at me for a moment with a smile on his lips, but his mind seems somewhere else. His hand trails over my chest and he cups my breast for a moment before moving his hand away to my hip.

'If I get us some food... can I fuck you after that?' Shawn asks.

'Depends...' He looks at me. 'If you can get all of this done within thirty minutes and I can go to bed after that, then yes, you can.' I smile.

Shawn jumps out of bed and pulls a hoodie over his head before running outside without any shoes on. Ten seconds later he returns and grabs a pair of shoes on his way out again. I laugh and turn on the television, deciding on what to watch until Shawn comes back. 

I can't watch The Big Bang Theory without him, that has become our show. I decide to watch a Mexican Telenovela called Betty en NY.

'I've got food.' Shawn opens the door of the hotel room and runs inside.

He puts the bag down on the small table in the room and pulls the hoodie over his head again. He walks to the bed while pulling his sweatpants down his legs. 

I stare at the bag of food on the small table and wait for Shawn to grab it, but he doesn't.

'You forgot to grab the food.' I tell him when I put the television on mute.

'No I did not. You told me that I had thirty minutes to get this done, you never told me in what order I had to do it.' He smirks before putting his lips on mine.

I chuckle and kiss him back while he pulls the top I'm wearing over my head. My hands trail down from his chest between his legs. He moans against my lips when I hold him in my hand.

'Get up.' Shawn says while standing up and removing his boxers.

I do as he says and when he sits down at the edge of the bed I look at him, not really knowing what to do.

'As you said, we don't have all the time!' He opens his arms. 'Come here.'

I sit down on his lap with my chest against his. I lower myself onto him and Shawn moans with his lips against mine. 

I feel his hands trail up my back. One of his hands holds my hair in his fist and presses me harder against his body while his other hand rests on the small of my back. I feel all the muscles on his back tense with my fingertips as I lower myself onto him over and over again.

'I love you.' He whispers in my ear. 

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