Complicated

Chapter 103

Maggie's POV:
"Shawn-" "Both of you shut up." The second person demands, a black mask covering his face. "Shawn, let's go." I mutter, turning to go. "Come here, now." the masked man shouts pulling a gun out of his jacket and points it at Shawn.

I gasp, taking a few steps back. What is going on. "Who are you?" I ask, quietly. He turns to me, his eyes flashing dangerously. A deep chuckle escapes him. "Who do you think I am sweetie?" He questions.

"What do you want?" I ask, my voice more audible than I excepted. "Isn't it obvious? I want you to come with me and that's what you are gonna do or your boyfriend here will be flying with the angles."

"Maggie, no." Shawn grumbles , trying to act tough but I could see the fear in his eyes. "I'm going to scream if you don't let him go." "Oh Maggie." he chuckles, shaking his head.

"No one is going to care. Or why so you think I chased you into this area." He says. "Maggie don't listen to him please." Shawn says before quickly throwing a punch at him. The masked boy stumbles a bit back but soon punches Shawn into his stomach.

Groaning he ducks down and as Shawn was about to stand up the man hits his head with the gun. "That was a mistake." He grumbles, aiming onto Shawn who's still laying on the ground. "Stop!" I scream, stepping towards him but it was too late.

A loud bang echoes trough the streets making my eyes squeeze shut. "Shawn!" I sob, kneeling down to him. This can't be true. "Shawn please." I cry. "Maggie." I hear a faint voice mumble.

"Maggie. Wake up. Come on Maggie!" I hear it again and suddenly I sit up breathing heavily. Puzzled I look around noticing that I'm on my bed. In my room. What? But how... "Maggie? Are you okey?" Shawn asks worriedly and places his hands on my cheeks wiping the hot tears away.

"Shawn." I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck. He hugs me back, pulling me onto his lap. "Hey everything is okey. Did you have a nightmare?" He asks, rubbing up and down my sides.

I hide my face into his neck, some tears still spilling from my eyes. I just nod. I'm so glad he's okey. "What happened?" Shawn asks, after a few moments.

"Umm... you got shot... from the person behind unknown number." I mumble, wrapping my as tighter around him. "It's fine. I'm okey and you are okey. It was just a dream baby." He whispers, kissing my cheek.

After a while I calmed down, pulling back to look at Shawn. He smiles a bit, pecking my lips once. "What about we go back to sleep? We have school tomorrow." Shawn points out, brushing the hair out of my face.

"Okey." I sigh, cuddling up to Shawn under the covers. He turns the light of, placing a kiss onto my forehead. "Goodnight love." He mumbles, already falling asleep again.

I close my eyes too but the scenarios keeps replaying in my head. Over and over again. It was like the nightmare I had about Shawn when I fell asleep in school. It felt so real... I toss and turn, trying to find sleep but the nightmare keeps me awake.

I sigh, looking over to a peacefully sleeping Shawn. His mouth slightly open and a few strands of his messy hair hanging onto his forehead. He's so adorable. I could watch him all day. That sounds creepy but hey I'm his girlfriend.

"Shawn?" I whisper, not getting an answer. "Babe." I say a bit louder, stroking the strands away. Shawn's eyebrows furrow and the moves a bit. "Shaaawn." I say, kissing his jaw. "Hm?" He mumbles, his eyes still closed. "I can't sleep." I murmur.

"Mhm." He hums, wrapping his arms tighter around me. Sighing I wiggle out of his grip. He's so tired. I can't wake him up now.

Therefore I try to stand up quietly, sitting down on the chair in front of the desk. The moonlight making the snow shiny. I pull my legs towards me and lean my head onto my knees. I hear groaning and shuffling from behind, making me am chuckle.

I turn around to see Shawn blindly roaming the bed but as he doesn't find what he searches for, his tired eyes peal open. "What are you doing?" "I couldn't sleep." I reply.

"Come here, baby." He mumbles, patting the spot next to him. While I'm approaching him he stands up, taking me by my hand. I follow him silently out of his room and into the music room.

Well, it's a room where a piano is standing and all his guitars. He showed me some of his new songs here yesterday. "You said piano music is relaxing, right?" Shawn asks smiling and places me onto the wooden surface.

I nod, smiling as he takes a seat on the leather stool in front of the piano, down cracking his knuckles. "Don't do that." I whine, furrowing my eyebrows. I hate that sound. "Sorry hun. So... any specific wishes?" He ask me, chuckling. I shake my head.

"Surprise me." I say and lay across the top of the shiny, black piano. Shawn smiles, his fingertips grazing the piano tiles before he starts to play.

He closes his eyes in concentration, listening to the beautiful melody. I smile, watching how fingers glide smoothly over the keys. The veins in his hands moving as he plays, his small tattoo visible between his spread out fingers.

My eyes wander back up to his face, watching him bite his supple bottom lip. His gaze meets mine and he tries to hold back a sheepish smile but fails.

A light chuckle erupts from his chest as he looks back down, focusing on the tiles. Shawn plays for a while and I feel the sleepiness finally consuming me as I lay my head on top of my arms, closing my eyes.

A few moments later, Shaw ends the beautiful melody and hear the light squeaking of the stool as he stands up. Too tired to react I keep my eyes closed as Shawn strokes over my cheek. Wordlessly he carefully picks me up, heading back into his room.

Soon, I feel the soft sheets underneath me and after turning the lights off Shawn crawls under the covers next to me. His arms securely wrapped around my body. "Thank you, Shawn.
Goodnight." I whisper, yawning afterwards.

"Everything for you. Goodnight, love." He replies, placing a soft kiss on my neck.