Kid In Love - Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction

Chapter 172

My inner thighs were hurting so bad but I tried to not make it look like it was hurting. I got up and started making my way to the bathroom.
Shawn: "Babe, come here" he said so I turned around facing him.
I was still in only my underwear so I was a little bit shy. I placed my arms in front of my body, trying to cover up a little bit. I walked back to the bed, feeling Shawn's stare on my body. It was still hurting but I didn't want Shawn to notice it, but it looked like he already did.
I sat down beside him on the bed.
Shawn: "Does it hurt?" He asked, gently placing his hand on my thigh.
I looked down at my fingers, not wanting to answer.
Me: "A little bit"
Shawn: "Babe, I- I'm so sorry" I looked up at him, seeing how bad he felt for me.
Me: "It's okay" I smiled "It's not your fault."
Shawn's hand was gently going up and down my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. I could tell he was really sorry and he didn't know what to do. I knew he felt bad but this wasn't his fault, it's just normal.
Me: "Babe, don't feel bad for this, it's normal. Don't worry about me, it's fine" I said, placing my hand on top of his.
He looked up at me and I smiled, trying to make he feel less bad.
Shawn: "Does it hurt really bad?"
Me: "No, don't worry" I lied, making sure to secure him.
Shawn: "I'm still sorry. I know it normal but- I don't know. I'm sorry"
Me: "It's fine, babe, it's totally fine. I love you" I said, leaning in and pecking his lips.
Shawn: "Love you too"
Me: "We have to get ready, now. Come on" I said, taking his hand and getting up.
We both got up and got ready for the supper together, blasting to some good ass music.
My thighs were still hurting but I tried to just shake it off and forget
about it so that Shawn wouldn't really see how much it was hurting.
A little later, Shawn and I were starving so we decided to go eat something because there was still like 3 hours before we were meeting up with the crew.
We were at the restaurant when my phone started ringing. I looked down at it and saw that my dad was calling. I looked at my phone, confused, not knowing why he would call me because it's usually me that calls him at night. I was getting a little bit nervous, thinking maybe something went wrong back home. I picked it up and answered.
Me: "Hello?"