Hannah

Jack parked his car outside the main entrance "Go before me. I need to find a parking lot because I can't stand here in front of the main entrance" Jack said and looked at me but I was already outside the car and run inside towards the desk where a nurse sat behind a computer screen.

"I need to see my friend Shawn. Shawn Mendes" I said as fast as I could so I almost didn't understand what I was saying. "Sorry miss, you need to say that one more time" The nurse gave me a confusing look. I opened my mouth to repeat myself when I heard Roger's voice beside me. I looked to my right and saw him pushing himself up from a chair. I walked towards him and without thinking I hugged him. He wrapped his arms around my body and rubbed his hand comforting on my back.

"What has happened?" I said and tried to choke my crying. "He was in a car accident" I could hear in his voice that he thinks that this is hard for him as well. My heart stopped and I for one second got hard to breathe. "Is he okay? Can I see him?" I pulled away and Roger gave a curt nod. "This way" He turned around and started to walk through the hallway.

I have never liked hospitals. I always get a cold feeling when I enter a hospital, it always smells like medicine and hand sanitizer. I can't point a finger at what it is, but I for some reason always feel discomfort when I am at the hospital.

Roger stopped in front of a closed door. "He is in there. I stay at the main entrance if you need anything" I nodded and sent him a smile and watched him walk away. I took a deep breath before I opened the door. I felt my heart raising, feeling nervous to see him again.

As soon as I entered the room I take a good look at him. There is a bandage wrapped around his right bicep and a needle in his left bend of the arm that it's connected to an IV pole and he looked exhausted. He looked up at the ceiling but turned his head towards me when he heard my footsteps coming closer to his bed.

"Hey," I say and forcing a smile on my lips. "Hey," he says with a tired voice and smiled. He is trying to sit up in the bed, furrowing his eyebrows due to the pain. I quickly walk over to him and gently pushing him down "No, you need to lay down" "I know, but-" "No buts Shawn. You need to rest" I said and sat down on the chair that stood beside the hospital bed.

It wasn't until now I saw that he had big blue/purple/red-ish bruises on his arms and he has small scars on his face. Probably because of the glass shards from the car windows.

"How are you feeling?" "Well I'm not dead yet" He smirked playfully and tried to joke about this, but I am not in a mood to joke about this right now. I gave him a serious gaze "Shawn, it's no a good time to joke about this. Do you know how scared I got when Roger called me and told me to get here as quick as possible due you?" I could feel tears pressing through my eyes and I tried to do anything to not make the tears rolling down my cheeks.

"That's sweet of you" he smiled and then he pauses and the silence stretched until it becomes an uncomfortable silence. It has been a little more than one week since we saw each other for the last time, so we would talk a lot but for some reason, we didn't talk. I don't know what to say so I looked down at my lap playing with my fingers, wishing that he can say something and I could feel his eyes on me.

"So... how do your studies go?" I looked up from my lap and met his eyes and shrugged "As always. I just wish it will end soon so I'm free from school. But that of course, I have one year left" I then looked away, I can't look at him, if I'm looking at him for any longer I will break down in tears.

"Hannah," he said and moved away hair from my face and placed it behind my ear. I just heard a murmur because I was in my world. "What?" I asked and finally looked at him "I asked if everything is alright" "No-" I realize that I said wrong, or I said right, but he hasn't had to know that.

I shook my head and corrected myself "Yes, I mean yes. Everything is alright" I sighed and I could tell that he didn't trust me, he raised an eyebrow and gave me a 'Common, tell me the truth' look.

"Okay, I just have missed you. A lot. Do you know how much I have been thinking about you? How much it hurted when we said goodbye?" I felt a tear rolling down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it off, I didn't want him to see me cry. He gave me a sad smile "But I'm here now" he reached for my hand and creased his thumb over the back of my hand. The contact of his skin gave me goosebumps all over my body.

"And I know exactly how you are feeling and how you felt. I have missed you a lot as well. I think about you every day and our goodbye at the airport was one of the worst days of my life" his eyes became glossy and he gave me a warm smile. Without thinking I leaned down to him, his hand reached up for my cheek, his thumb creased my cheeks in slow motions and his eyes switched between my eyes.

My eyes traveled from his eyes to his lips and then up to his eyes again. Before our lips even touched, the door to the room opened which caused me to pull away from Shawn and we both looked at the door.

There stood Jack and he was out of breath and walked towards us. "Thank god that I found you. I have been running in these hallways like a crazy person" he smiles and puts his hand on my shoulder and I just want to bury myself in a hole. Shawn looks at Jack, then at his hand on my shoulder, and then at me. "How are you feeling man?" "Good," Shawn said uncertain and it sounded more like a question than an answer. And I could feel the awkward feeling building up.

I took away Jack's hand from my shoulder and looked up at him. "Jack, can you buy me a cup of coffee?" "Of course" he smiled and looked down at me and walked away. And Shawn looked up and down at me and I could see a little bit of disgust on his face. "It's not what you think Shawn"

"Isn't it?" he raised one eyebrow "We aren't together Shawn. We never will, we met each other on the street. Then Roger called and he drove me here" He looked away from me and he's facing the window. "Shawn, please trust me. It's nothing between us and it never will. It's not what it looks like"

"I thought that you felt something for me" he turned his head towards me and I could see tears in his eyes "I do Shawn" I grabbed his hand with both my hands "I do Shawn. I have never felt something so strong for anyone as I am feeling for you. Please trust me, Shawn. It's nothing between me and Jack. We are just friends and it will never be something between us. I need you and I want to be with you and-"

I got interrupted by his lips on mine. I was shocked at first and my eyes widened because everything happened so suddenly and I wasn't ready for it. But I quickly returned the kiss and our lips moved in sync.

His lips were soft against mine and his hand moved up my cheek and slowly moved up to my hair. I could feel him smiling against the kisses. I will never get used to this feeling.

I pulled away and he had a big smile painted on his face. And we both turned to the door when we heard someone cough behind us. "Sorry for interrupting but Shawn you are ready to go home," Roger said with a smile on his lips, probably because he saw what just happened. Then a nurse came into the room and took out the needle from his arm and then left us alone in the room. "I'll leave you guys alone and I'll be waiting in the car," Roger said and left us alone in the room.

"Are you going back to Toronto?" "No, I'm going to my apartment here in London" "You have an apartment here?" he nodded as an answer "In London?" I asked again, making sure so I get everything right.

"Yes. I have an apartment here in London" he laughed and sat up in bed. I quickly wrapped my arms under his arms and helped him to sit up. He hissed in pain and gripped the mattress. "Are you sure that you are okay?" I raised one eyebrow at him "Well, I am in pain but I'm fine"

I gave him a doubtful smile and helped him to get into his real and proper clothes.

As we walked through the hallway, I had one arm wrapped around him and he leaned against me because he still was a little bit shaky in his legs. He was kinda heavy, but I think that I got this.

When we almost were at the main entrance we met Jack. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips into a thin line.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Hannah, what the fuck? Where are you going?" He took out his arms in confusion.

How will I get out of this situation?

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