His second choice (s.m)

C H A P T E R . 5 .

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SHAWN'S POV:

My phone's blowing up way more than usual. Usually it's just the odd alarm - or a few messages from my team. This time it's all my family and friends as-well? Fuck. Is it someone's birthday? Is it mine? I check the date, no. It's the first of August. So not yet.

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Ziggy: I'm so sorry buddy. Did you know they were back together? Is that why she left?

U still up for studio again today?

Aaliyah: call me so I can hear you're okay? I love you. ❤️‍🩹

Mom: my baby, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation! Don't freak out until you've talked to her. xx

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And they keep going... but no one's telling me what happened? When in doubt. Look at my fandom on twitter. I re-download it, frantically tapping in my password.

User after user saying they hope I'm okay? Some even say they're glad that .. that Y/N kissed someone last night? What?

I keep scrolling until I find a video, it can't be her surely .. oh. No that's definitely her.. kissing who? The video plays for a few more seconds until it finishes abruptly. Daniel? Fucking Daniel? If anyone. Of course. Of course she picked fucking Daniel. Andrew comes barging in.

'Shawn, mate I'm so sorry.'

He sighs and pats my shoulder.

'She said she did it for love? Doesn't fucking look like love to me. You know she always flirted with me but she never fought for me. I guess I always knew she was playing me.'

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Y/N'S POV:

I wake up to my phone flashing, what the fuck? Is Shawn okay?

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Karen (Shawn): Honey, call me. What on earth happened last night?

Liyah❤️: Y/N, answer my calls, please please tell me that kiss wasn't felt both ways.

Mom: Daniel? Really? Are you happy?

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What the fuck are they all going on about?

'Y/N!'

Paige and Rori come bounding through the door.

'Please don't freak out.'

My eyes widen. What the fuck is going on this morning?

'Oh my god.'

Paige spins her phone round. Me, kissing Daniel, all over twitter. Fuck. They're gonna hate me - shawns fandom already weren't keen on me - shit. Shawn.

'I need to call Shawn. Now.'
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SHAWN'S POV:

She's dialled through at least 7 times now. I want to answer - want her to tell me he forced her into it. But I can't. I can't do that. Clearly she was enjoying it, she didn't pull away - I mean. For a second it looked like she tried to but I'm probably wishful thinking. The video cut off before I could evaluate it.

'Andrew book me the studio.'

Concern flashes his face,

'Shawn, I don't think that's a great idea - why don't you just take some time to-'

'Andrew. Book the damn studio, you wanted music? I'm giving it you.'
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Y/N'S POV:

Of course he's not answering. Why would he? I know I wouldn't. Well this sucks. Sucks real bad. Before I know it tears are streaming out of my eyes. I don't know what to do? Do I post a statement?

I ring Sylvie.

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S: Y/N? Tell me everything.

Y: He forced me, Dan forced me and I couldn't get out of his grip and Shawn isn't picking up. Do I post something?

S: oh Y/N. have you called the authorities?

Y: I don't care Sylvie, I just want Shawn to know I didn't mean it. Do I post something?

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The conversation carried on for an hour and we agreed I should post something on social media.

Instagram.
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SHAWN'S POV:

Apparently she's posted. To be honest I don't even wanna look. My family have tried ringing me all day, but she's stopped, she's given up. Which is why I'm scared to see her instagram post, is it her announcing them being together? I bet he doesn't know her like I do.

Only picks up her phone if it rings twice, and only answers with a question. She's got such particular taste, always obsessed with the chase.

So I guess I just got boring. Next time she calls - I'll pick up. Even though I probably shouldn't.

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Y/N'S POV:

I don't think I've ever cried as much as I have today. Everything I'd been holding in - I'd finally let out. I open Snapchat to look at myself in the camera. Fuck I look ugly. I immediately close it and fall backwards onto my bed. Paige and Rori are out again, they said they would stay with me but honestly I needed to be alone. I grab some wine from the rack and pour myself some. As long as I don't drink too much right?

I am completely drunk. Fuck. And before you know it - I make the worst decision I probably could of ever made. I dial Shawn's number.

He picked up. Fuck.

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