Loving My Boyfriend's Best Friend Chapter 13

"Lose me?" I interrupted with a scoff. "Please stop it. I'm not a baby."

"Is this because of Harry?" My mom asked. She knew I had a crush on Harry since we were kids. Mothers always find their way of knowing things. She was never in support of me dating Shawn. She thought I could ruin their friendship. Well, that's happening slowly and I can't even stop it. The way I feel for Harry can't be explained. He's like a drug.

"Mom.. don't." I stop her from asking questions.

"You still have feelings for him, don't you?" My mom searches for an answer in my eyes.

"Elena! Why are you so stubborn?! It's wrong. This is so wrong. You have to break up with Shawn. Stop fooling around. You know what, I'm going to come pick you up first thing in the morning. I won't let you drown in mistakes. I won't let you be like me. You're going crazy."

"Nice speech." I ended the call. I was tired of hearing the same old story. I wasn't doing anything wrong.

"What does she know?" I scoff, drinking from the bottle of alcohol laid on my chest. I inhale the smoke, exhaling it through my nostrils. I love this feeling. Before I could put the cigarette back on my lips, I feel my throat dry. I find it had breathing little by little. It became worse suddenly. I needed air. Oh my god! Where's my inhaler?! I search through my drawers, bags, underneath the bed. I can't find it! And I can't breathe! I would have disposed it since I thought I didn't need it anymore. I try my possible best to scream 'Harry' but there was no strength. He's probably still busy getting laid but still, he was my last hope.

"El! El!! What the fuck were you thinking?" Harry carries me up from the floor, his eyes scanning the everywhere, seeing broken pieces, cigarettes, etc.

I mouth 'Harry' and smile. He was always there to save me. I shouldn't have doubted Harry. He still cares...

"Harry, what happened?" Emilia says, frightened.

"Just get me my keys. She had an asthma attack." Harry rushed me out of the room. Just staring at Harry with my deem eyes about to go unconscious, I felt save and I didn't care about what was going to happen to me because Harry was there for me. I belong to him.

The paparazzi where outside Shawn's house taking pictures of us three as Harry put me in the car.

"Mr styles!!! What happened to Shawn's girlfriend?! As she been having these attacks?! Did you get into a fight and try to kill her?!"

Questions arose but I shut the door, not answering their silly questions.

I took on the highest speed, turning back each second to see Elena. Emilia was trying her best to make sure she stays alive. She has to live. I can't lose her. She's all I have.

I stopped at the hospital. She was rushed in for medical care. I called Shawn as fast as I could but he wasn't picking up so I left a voice mail.

The doctor came in few minutes later.

I stood up speedily. I have been waiting impatiently. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have hurt her intentionally. This is all my fault.

"Doctor, how's she?" I asked nervously.

"You are?" He asks.

"Her friend. Is something wrong? Is she okay?!"

"Yes, she's responding to treatment. We just gave her oxygen to breathe. She just needs to rest and you have to make sure she doesn't take anything that can make this occur again. She was so lucky because you brought her in quickly."

"Can I see her now?" I ask.

"Yes, sure."

Shawn's studio

"Take five, four, three,two..."

"So I thought there was a bond between us.

Thought we can never be apart.

But what I see now says otherwise

But you keep reminding me, how much you love me...

But you never said how much you needed me.

Tell me...

Do you really want me?

Do you even need me?

Can I still trust you?

Cause my heart's been broken

And I don't know when it will heal.

Just tell me...

Do you really want me?

Do you really need me?

Do I still have the right to love you.

I just wanna know...."

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"Guess who just showed, Shawn." Shawn's manager says.

"And who will that be?" I say, getting out of the studio room.

"Hey, Shawn. It's been a while. I really... really missed you."

"Amelia?"

Shawn's pov

I never thought she would show up again after our last incident on Damien's birthday. I'm surprised. The room was now occupied with only us two.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you miss me?" She drops her bag down, moving close to me.

"Amelia, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"What else?" She pulled off her coat, revealing her lingerie. My mouth moved unconsciously, dying for a taste of these exposed shapes. She was hot.

"Like what you see?" We could feel each other's breathe. Our eyes both staring at one thing. She kisses me roughly and I couldn't stop her but do the same. She pushes me on the sofa, her legs closing mine. She grins as she opens the buttons of my shirt.

"You missed me don't you?"

I give no reply as guilty conscience roll in my head. I'm hurting Elena again.

"You made me look like a slut to your....what is she again? Ah! Your toy. Trust me, you know I will always stay loyal to you." She pulled off my shirt, throwing it on the floor.

"It was just one night." I say.

"You just couldn't get your eyes away from me in the pool and I just couldn't get my eyes away from your erection." She smirked, kissing my chest downwards.

"Shut up!" I pushed her away.