He's insecure

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Fall_Leaves07 this ones for you gurl!

Seanna's POV

"Shawn!" I shout down the phone. It was 9pm and he was still at the gym. I wanted to spend time with him.

"I'm really sorry Seanna, I got carried away." Shawn replied softly. He was the type of person you couldn't get mad at as he was so sweet.

"Its okay. Sorry I yelled, I just miss you."

"I'll be home in twenty minutes. I've already showered and Brian said he will drive me home."

"Okay see you soon." I hang up and get ready for bed. Shawn arrives sooner than expected and quickly undresses, before collapsing in bed, head in my neck.

"Ughhh I'm so sore!" He complains, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Get some rest. It'll help." I suggest, and he's asleep almost instantly.

I wake up naturally at 8am, and turn to see that Shawn isn't laying in bed with me. I then see a single rose, glass of juice and note at my bedside table.

It read:

Dear Seanna

Sorry I left you again. I just had to go to the gym. I'll be back by 9 to make you breakfast
Love you
Shawn x

I smile at the gesture, but decide to make Shawn breakfast as he seemed to be working out a lot, so he needed a break.

I decide to make nutella waffles. It was a little cold, so I put on a baggy long jumper over Shawn's top that I wore to sleep, with blue fluffy socks.

My phone then begins to ring. Its Shawn.

"Hey Seanna. My workout is done and I'm coming home."

"What time did you go?"

"I left at 5 30am." He had worked out for two hours, and he was at the gym for three hours yesterday. Now that I think of it, Shawn had been going to the gym a lot recently.

"When are you going to be home? I know you wanted to cook but I want to make you pancakes."

"Seanna that would be amazing but I need to eat less."

"Hey hey its okay, you've been working out a lot. Please? Just this once?"

"Okay. Only because I love you." I smile at his words.

I then realise that his keys are at home.

"Shawn are you walking?!"

"Yeah I decided not to take the car so I could run more. I'll be home soon. Bye."

"Bye honey." With that I hang up. The gym Shawn went to was three miles away. He had ran there and back, and had worked out for two hours.

I sit down and think - Shawn had been eating less too. I was getting worried about him, so I decide to make him three waffles rather than two.

Shawn arrived home in half an hour, and I notice he's limping.

"Hey Shawn, how are you?" I ask. The next moment shocks me. He loses his strength and collapses on to the cold floor. "Shawn!" I run over to him and he's unconscious. I had to somehome get him onto the sofa, so I take my hands under his arms and drag him to the sofa, before lifting him onto it and laying him down. I get a cold wash cloth and hold it against his forehead.

"Mmm" he groans, opening his eyes.

"Hey... are you okay?" I ask, rubbing his earlobe with my thumb.

"Y... yeah I'm okay."

"I know you're not. You just fainted! You came in limping. Shawn what's going on?"

"Okay, maybe I'm really sore from the gym." He admits.

"Where does it hurt?" I ask.

"My legs mainly, my shoulders, arm and abs hurt too. My leg really hurts." He explains and I get him some painkillers.

"Take your shirt off." I order, and the results shock me - Shawn had lost at least 10 pounds, if not more. "Shawn whats the matter?" I lift his head into my lap, massaging his shoulders to ease his pain.

"I... Its stupid!"

"You can tell me anything Shawn." I stroke his cheek, noticing his cheekbone was sticking out a little more than normal.

"Okay... I'm insecure." He pauses and I let him finish before speaking myself. "You're so so beautiful Seanna, I'm so lucky to have you in my life. You're perfect inside out, and sometimes I just wonder... like I would hate to think that one day I wake up and you're not beside me. I'm always flying out and I just wish I could do more for you, I just wonder if I'm good enough."

It broke my hearr that Shawn was feeling like this. He was in pain because he didn't want to lose me.

"Shawn you're a gem. You're one of a kind. Nobody ever treats me like you do. You're kind, caring, thoughtful. I mean everytime you leave early you leave me a flower and some juice. You always send me a postcard when you're away, and if anyone dares to say or do something to me you're there for me. Its things like that which make me love you. As for going to the gym, I think you're absolutely gorgeous and don't need to work out. Your physical appearance doesn't matter to me at all. Its in here what counts."

Shawn's head is laying in my lap, and my hand rests on his chest. I pat his chest twice, referring to his heart.

"You have a massive heart. They are just some of the reasons why I love you and I'll never ever leave you. I promise, Shawn." I lean down and kiss his forehead. "Now Mendes you've worked out enough for a week, so for the next week you're my baby."

I lift his head out of my lap and place it on the sofa, putting a pillow beneath it.

"What does that mean?" He asks, about to get up.

"That means you're an actual baby for a week, which means you can't get out of bed." I put some cereal into a bowl and bring it to him.

"Wait what?" He laughs, trying to take the bowl from me, but I don't let him.

"Babies can't feed themselves either!" I jokingly snap, feeding him the cereal. He had definitely skipped breakfast as there were no bowls in the sink.

"Babies need their butts scrubbing too." He smirks

"No. Not that far." I snap back, laughing. "You can do that yourself. But you're not allowed to get out of bed. Plus your legs swollen so you're gonna have to rest."

"Yeah I kinda tripped over my own feet on the way home." He explains, and I roll my eyes.

"Come here my baby." We lay down on the sofa so that he lay between my legs and his head was on my chest. I take my fingers through his hair.

"I'm tired." He yawns.

"Did you know babies need 18 hours of sleep?" I giggle.

"I can sleep right here for 18 hours." Before I could reply he fell asleep, right in my arms.





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