Protection

                                    

                                          
(CAUTION: MORE NOT 100% PG,  BUT 100% CRAPPY STUFF GOING ON, AGAIN I APOLOGIZE) 
                          
Once everything calmed down we all went to dinner, but now the boys have all left me and Shawn in our hotel room alone.
                          
Not going to lie, it is definitely awkward.
                          
"You know I don't hate you right?I'm just hurt." I tell him from my spot on the couch as we watch The 100 on Shawn's laptop, which is set up on the coffee table. 
                          
"You know I don't ever mean to hurt you right? I'm just trying to protect you." He states quietly. 
                          
"Protect me from what, Shawn?" I ask him harshly and he pushes pause on the show. 
                          
"This." He pulls something out of his pocket and hands it to me. 
                          
It's my phone. 
                          
"You had it all along?!" I exclaim bringing it to my cheek and cradling it like a long lost baby. 
                          
"I was going to give it back to you...Until I saw your notifications...and your texts, but this is about the notifs." He confesses and I frown. 
                          
I knew he was bound to find out one day. 
                          
I open up my phone to find hundreds of new hate comments on all of my posts things like:
                          
"She doesn't deserve him! "
" He belongs to me"
"Ew! So ugly!"
"Nasty w**re"
                          
And many more. 
                          
"How long has it been happening? " He asks turning to me. 
                          
"Ever since you made your first really big break..." I answer truthfully and he sighs. 
                          
"Why didn't you ever tell me?This is exactly why I can't bring you on tour, why the kiss was a mistake. I love my fans, but sometimes...they can be a little selfish and mean." He states and I sigh. 
                          
"I didn't tell you because I knew this would happen, I knew that the second you found out you would start pushing me away like you are now." I explain and he laughs dryly. 
                          
"I'm trying to protect you from this, can't you see that?" He exclaims. 
                          
"I don't need protection Shawn!They can bully me all they want, but if you push me away because of it? That would be the big blow. I don't know what I would do without you, I love you Shawn! Can't you see that?" I shout back at him and he freezes at my words. 
                          
Did I just say that out loud to him? 
That I love him? 
                          
"You what?" He whispers. 
                          
"I-I love you Shawn." I stutter through my nerves, I never thought I would build up the courage to say that to him, let alone twice. 
                          
"You... Love me?" He repeats once more and I sigh. 
                          
"Yes, Shawn I love you, and it's okay if you don't l-" I start but before I can finish his lips crash against mine. 
                          
This kiss is different than the one from last night, it is more personal, more mutual, and much more passionate. 
                          
He hovers over me and my hands wrap behind his neck as I pull him closer. 
                          
Pretty soon the laptop, along with the horrible day at the beach are long forgotten. 
                          
All we care about is right now. We don't have the time to be sorry. Right now all we have the time for is each other. 
                          
I help him pull his shirt over his head and place my hands on his chest once it is tossed onto the ground. 
                          
I wrap my legs around his waist and he wraps his arm behind my back before standing up and moving to the bed. 
                          
He lowers me down onto the pillows with one of his hands on each side of my head keeping him upright. 
                          
I smile up at him as he stares down at me with wild eyes. 
                          
He pushes himself up farther from me and I lean on my elbows to keep closer to him as if he has me hypnotized. 
                          
Soon I have him pushed over to the side so I am on top of him. 
                          
"You know you cant leave any hickeys. " He states smugly as I pin his arms to his side, which wouldn't be possible if he weren't letting me do it. 
                          
"I'm sorry, didn't hear you." I state and he laughs as I nip along his collarbone lightly and nibble on his jawline.
                          
He releases his arms from my grip before using them to flip us over quickly. 
                          
My shirt moves up to reveal my stomach and chills run up my spine as his warm hands slip beneath it. 
                          
"That tickles!" I whisper yell as he bends down to leave kisses all along my side. 
                          
"I know." I here him murmur quietly before he lifts my shirt even more, revealing my ticklish spot. 
                          
"Hold on." I stop him and slip my shirt back down. 
                          
"Help me take it off?" I ask him timidly and he nods vigorously before unbuttoning some of the buttons at the top first. 
                          
He unbuttons the shirt slowly, yet somehow after every button he undoes my heart skips a beat. 
                          
Soon my shirt joins his on the floor. 
Then my shorts, so the only thing separating us both are our bathing suits.
                          
We stare at each other hungrily, taking each other in as I try and decipher the fact that this isn't just a dream, it's reality. 
                          
A very, very good reality. 
                          
Crashing against each other once more we play war with our tongues, taking turns winning and losing, occasionally ending in a tie. 
                          
Eventually his fingers become entangled in my bathing suit top. 
                          
"You totally did that on purpose." I state as he struggles to get them loose without untying the top altogether. 
                          
"So not true..." He states sarcastically and I can't help but giggle cheerfully before reaching to untie it. 
                          
Thankfully it comes undone easily and he is able to slip his fingers loose. 
                          
All of a sudden he stops moving and just stares at me with an unreadable expression as I slide the top off over my head so it doesn't choke me. 
                          
"What..." I start to cross my arms to cover my chest but he pulls them away. 
                          
"Don't, you're beautiful." He states huskily , glancing down to my bare chest before snapping his eyes back up to mine. 
                          
"Shut up..." I turn away from him as I start to blush. 
                          
He pulls my face back to look him in the eyes and I see him follow the blush all the way down to my chest. 
                          
"I don't think you realize just how beautiful and talented you are, Lydia." He states pulling me to him before laying on his back leaving me on top of him. 
                          
Skin touches skin as both of our hearts hammer to an unheard beat. 
                          
"Neither do you Shawn." I kiss him on the forehead, then the nose, and finally his lips before resting my head on his chest with a smile on my face. 
                          
He kisses the top of my head before pulling up the blanket to cover us. 
                          
"That's why I have you." He whispers petting down my hair as I kiss his chest gently. 
                          
"And I you."
                          
#-#
                          
I wake up with one of Shawn's strong arms around my waist and the other I am cuddling like a teddy bear between my own arms. 
                          
Our legs are tangled together underneath the messy bundle of blankets and sheets. 
                          
We are facing each other with only mere inches between us. 
                          
I kiss each finger on the hand of the arm I am cuddling gently and he opens his eyes. 
                          
"Good morning." I smile brightly and he smiles back happily. 
                          
"Good morning." He replies bringing me closer with the arm around my waist so that our noses are pretty much touching. 
                          
"I love you too, Lydia."