[18.] I love you always.

Soft white linen coveted Shawn's body. He still had all his clothes on, including his shoes. He softly opened his eyes to find himself somewhere he shouldn't be. He suddenly realized where... Oh no... Jamie's room. Nobody was there but himself. He searched the room and the sheets for any residue. The door creaked, and an eye shown through the slit. It opened all the way to reveal Jamie in a bathrobe. "Good morning, sleepyhead!" She said, happily. Shawn's head was killing him, but now it seemed to be spinning, but everything was focused on Jamie. His confused face shown the question he was attempting to ask. "I'm sorry," she looked down at her bathrobe. "But I had to get some clothes... I'll be out in a second." She reached and opened her closet door, searching for the clothes she wanted, while drying her long, dark hair with a white towel. "What happened?" Shawn asked, surprised by how casual his voice sounded. Jamie turned, surprised. "You don't remember?" Shawn rubbed his head, wishing he did. "No..." He didn't like where this was going. Jamie smiled sweetly. "Well, of course. What am I talking about? Umm.." She tried to find the words. "Someone spiked your drink, love." 'Oh my god, she called me love.' He thought, excitidly. "Seriously?" She turned back to her closet. "Yep. Unfortunatly..." She found the clothes she had been looking for, and took them, laying them on her bed. Shawn wished he could have a headache forever, if it meant lying in Jamie's bed with her near him until he died. "Ok..." she whispered to herself, gathering her things. "I'll be back in five minutes, kay?" Shawn sat up, bewildered. He rubbed his hair. "Godamnit, I look like shit..." He stood to reach Jamie's dresser, but was too weak to get there. But still, he forced himself. He faced the mirror. "UGH!" He said out loud, sounding girlish. He laughed at himself for the sound he made. Shawn made his way into Jamie's bathroom. It was red, with tight yellow roses in the corner. It smelled like strawberries. He stood in front of the mirror and smoothed his clothes. "I fell asleep in Jamie's bed..." He thought, smiling. "I wish I was awake to feel it." He washed his face, cold water splashing everywhere. The soap smelled like roses... everything... so pure. He smoothed his hair back down, looking over himself. When he was satified, he looked around. There was a large bathtub, a spa looking bathtub. Candels were everywhere, he saw himself lighting them, with rose petals in the water. He smiled. "Do you want a bath?" "Yeaaah...." Jamie's voice got lower and erotic. "You want to take a bath?" "Mmmm... Yeaaaah." "Uh, Shawn?" "Yeaaah." "Shawn." Jamie was snapping her fingers. "Yeee-.. Yeah. Yeah? Sorry." "Hahaha. Uh, do you want to take a bath?" "With you, yeah." He wished he had the guts to say that. "Uh... No.. it's okay. I'll shower at home. Thanks." He smiled, feeling stupid. Of course he wanted a bath. "So I'm glad you're up... Does your head still hurt?" She was wearing a long burgundy tanktop, with black pants. Shawn forced his eyes away from her body and forced himself to concentrate. "Yeah... a little." He answered, almost forgetting the question. "Okay. Get back in bed." Jamie remarked. "Can't argue with that..." They smiled at each other. There was a tiny table near the bed, which held a cup of water and two pills. "Kay... Now sit down and don't get up." Shawn laid on the bed, resting his back against the pillow. It was then he realized how bad his head was spinning. Jamie was the only one in focus. "Jamie...?" "Mmmmhmh?" He watched as she pulled the table close to her, ripping open the packet which consisted of the two pills. "Where'd you sleep last night?" She handed him the water and the pills. "The guestroom." She replied, simply. "Are you hungry?" "Naw..." Shawn replied while drinking the water. Jamie narrowed her eyes at him. "I don't believe you. You're such a girl. Of course you're hungry." Jamie laughed at him, with her perfection. "I'll get you something to eat..." She stood and put her hand on his head, moving away his hair, smiling. She turned, walking out, and closed the door behind her. It was at that moment, that Shawn officially fell in love for the first time ever. And Jamie had no idea.
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