When I met you in the Summer

Chapter 15

Nash's Pov:

I was on my way to Emily's apartment which wasn't a good idea based on how drunk I was. I fucking screwed up again. I stumbled across Shawn and Cameron as I made my way across my floor to get to the elevator while I was practically bouncing off the walls. He was carrying a pizza box and a bag. No one told me Shawn was in town.

Cameron sighed. "How many beers did you have."

"I don't know!" I yelled at him. He blocked me from getting into the elevator. "DUDE MOVE. I'm going to see Emily!" I yelled again.

"You think she wants to see you like this." Cameron said again.

"Yea. THATS WHY SHE CALLED ME." I yelled.

"I'll go see if she's okay." Shawn said turning to the elevator.

"No! You don't go near my girlfriend!" I let out.

"Nash! Relax" Cameron said pushing me along back to our apartment.

That's all I could remember before I-

Emily's Pov:

I sat there in my window seat and rocked myself with my arms around my legs. Where was Nash. He said he'd be right here. The one time I actually wanna see Him. There was a knock on my bedroom door. I opened I and began to speak.

"Nash I-" I stared at Shawn for a second. "Shawn- wa-wa" I said. I wiped a tear falling down my face.

"Emily, what's the matter?" Shawn asked putting his hands on my shoulders and sitting me down on my bed.

"Everything." I said. "And now the one time I asked Nash to come, he sent you instead." I said.

"Em, Nash was on his way here when I saw him with Cameron just a minute ago he was beyond drunk." He said. "You can't be around him when he's like that." He said.

I looked down. "I just really need to talk to him." I said.

"Talk to me." Shawn said meeting my eyes.

"Oh no I couldn-" he cut me off as I wiped away another tear.

"I'm serious." He said. I sighed slightly and began to speak.

"I'm so screwed up... I-I use to get bullied a little while back. It wasn't exactly your average bullying either. It was just the fact that I knew for a fact that almost everyone was talking about me. I would win the academic bowl and apparently I cheated. I did my hair nice and apparently I'm not good enough to do that so I had my personal slave to do it because that's what my dad left me when he left. Apparently I've slept with the whole football team. I've gotten surgery to loose weight. I get second best average in my school and I hacked into the system to do it. " I breathed. "I've done none of that!" I said. "I worked my whole life to get good grades, I've had one boyfriend before Nash, my dad left me with nothing." I said. "But here's the worst part. When people would say I was too heavy or wasn't pretty enough, I'd buy appetite suppressants. I had an eating disorder and I basically still do. I went away for 3 months and the only people who knew where I actually was were Sarah and my other friend. That's why I can't take going on the Internet and seeing all this hate I get for being Nash's girlfriend and they don't even know we're dating or who I am. They've literally seen the back of my head. I'm gonna blow eventually. This is why I didn't want to sign with my dads stupid record label. I can't do this anymore." I started sobbing.

"Emily I'm so sorry." Shawn said. "I had no idea." Shawn said.

"It's okay, your the first person I've told other than Sarah and my mom. I was afraid to tell Nash but then I " I cried harder. Shawn put his arm around me and I felt uncomfortable. He kissed my forehead making me extremely more uncomfortable but at the same time he made me feel relaxed and safe. He wasn't gonna yell at me like Nash would've. I planned to tell Nash now but he drank instead. I leaned my head into Shawn's chest and he rubbed my back. The feeling started to grow on me. I think what it was was that I was sacred to think that I could feel safe in anyone's arms other than Nash's. But when I was in Nash's arms I never felt safe.

"It's gonna be okay." Shawn said tightening his grip around me. I tried to stop my crying altogether but it just got worse. I really like Shawn. I really did. But I knew I was making him extremely uncomfortable here. I shouldn't have put All of that on him. I wasn't even that great of friends with him. But as of right now, I'd say we were pretty close.

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Shawn had left after about an hour of comforting me. And I just went to sleep. I hoped I felt better the next morning, but I didn't. I checked my phone, no text or call from Nash. Nothing at all.
But his fans left me some nice shit.
HOLY FUCK! They know who I am. NO! NO! I cried and cried.
"This girl Emily is just about the ugliest bitch I've ever seen."
"She's so fat, like come on Nash, you could do better."
"Can't believe Nash. Lying to your fans for that ugly fatass whore."
I put on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, splashed some water on my face, put on a pair of sunglasses, tied my sneakers and rolled on deodorant. Shit. Shit. I called the driver and I was out. I knew exactly where to go. I went into the gym and bought the appetite suppressants I was very familiar with. Pop.

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