Shawmila Imagines {Rewriting}

Don't Leave Me Alone

"Fucking fuck!" Shawn screamed and threw papers down from the table.
He stood up and walked to the big window.
He held his head between his palms breathing heavily.

"Shawn" he turned as he heard voice who once made his heart calm at the moments like these, now it ached, but still he felt something.

"What are you doing here Camila?" He asked with no emotions.

"Niall called me" Shawn sighed heavily, hating his best friend at the moment.
"I can help you" she whispered fixing her hair.

"He wants me dead" he walked to her looking down.
"And he has something what you need, I know what's that and where's that"

He rolled his eyes walking pass her, she gripped his hand.
He felt warmth and same feeling before everything between them ended.

"You'll go with me" she took his hand and led him outside.

-

"Do you know why we broke up?" He asked her as she drove down the street.
"I know" she looked forward.
"I am aware"

"You're going to get yourself hurt" that's the last thing he wants, it would ruin him, make him feel it's a his fault.

She ignored him "Camila did you heard me-"
She nodded "well?"

"Well I don't want you to get hurt neither!" Her heart beat raced as she raised her voice.

"I know there's chance for you to die tomorrow, okey? The bigger one is to stay alive, and you'll"

He closed his eyes throwing his head back.
"Camila I care about you! You are not going into this"

"I KNOW YOU FUCKING CARE, I CARE TOO" she screamed loudly trying not to cry. He looked at her, her hands were shaking.
Her eyes moved to his arm what was on hers.

"Come" she stopped the car and moved away.

"He's not home but we better be quick"

-

Camila moved to the work desk and looked at the books on it.
"It has to be somewhere here"

"What are actually searching" he asked her and she gripped her hair.
"Some sort of small box, I don't know"

She looked around trying not to make mess.
Downstairs noise of door cracking took their attention.
"Oh my God" she panicked taking his hand.

They went in her room she opened closet and they both got in.
Their bodies touching, her chest on his. Their breaths fast.
"Sshhh" she placed finger on his lips. He nodded his head.
She tried not to look up at him or his lips.

She grinned slowly, "stop doing that" she whispered.

"I'm not doing anything" he whispered in her ear, she now had wide grin.
"Well other part of your body is doing something"
Shawn blushed bitting his lip.

"Stop that"

"Mila, I can't control that" she felt goosebumps all over her body as she heard that nickname.

"I'll turn around" she started turning as she said.
Her heart beat is so high it felt like she just had her first kiss.

"Camila um- that's worse" she put palm on her mouth trying not to make any sound.
He behind her tried to stop that hormonal 'attack'

Camila again turned to him, holding his waist she looked up at him. She haven't thought that he might be looking down at her.
Their noses touched, and lips brushed.
He held her hips closer their head cocked on the sides.
Just before kiss they slipped and almost fell.

"Ouch shit, why do you have your bow and arrow in your closet" he asked her.
She opened doors of the closet and got out.

"Tell me it's not for tomorrow"
She kept quiet.
"Jesus Camila you can't"

"Okey I won't"
She walked to the office, and found the box.
She opened it and found the thing he needed.
"Here" she showed to him.

His eyes lighten up in awe of her.
"Thank you" he took it as he stood closer.
"Thank you"
He held her cheeks and smacked their lips together.
She held back at the first but they with luck she kissed back.
Her hands held his on her face.
As he pulled away he looked at her, her eyes were still closed "thank you"

He then jumped out of the window.
Leaving her again alone.
"You're welcome"

A/n: such a bad chapter