His second choice (s.m)

C H A P T E R . 9 .

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Y/N'S POV:

Before dropping me off back at my hotel Andrew told me that it was just a casual get together to celebrate Shawn's album but they're will obviously be cameras, so relaxed but not Netflix and chill kinda relaxed.

It took me an hour or so to get ready. I straightened my hair, did some light makeup and painted my toenails. I stand in the mirror just before my cab gets here. Jeez, even I fancy myself.

On the way to the rooftop bar I can't help but think about him, is he gonna act like nothings happened? I know Aaliyah told him but even still. Just because we're friends again doesn't mean that I don't still love him.

I walk up the stairs, already smelling the sweat and alcohol- his own music blaring. Of course. I told myself I'm not getting drunk tonight, I don't wanna do anything dumb.

'Y/N'

Aaliyah comes rushing up to me squeezing me into a hug , accompanied by Jordan.

'Hey gorgeous! You look amazing!'

Jordan nods,

'doesn't she just.'

I can't be bothered saying anything to Aaliyah I'll just leave it and try to enjoy my night.

After 10 minutes or so they walk off, leaving me on my own, everyone else I know seems to be in a private sort of conversation, so I go up to the bar - order a coke and find a corner to sit and people watch in. I'm not really keen on being in massive crowds - I never have been. For some reason I really don't want to see Shawn. I'm so confused, one minute he's mad at me and then the next he's inviting me to his party and saving me from a panic attack?

Before I can delve into my thoughts anymore the music fades out and a quite clearly drunk Shawn takes the stage. Here we go.

(Pretend when Shawn's speaking it's slurred bc idk how to write that w/o it being cringey LOL sorry loves)

'Thank you everyone for coming, I'm super grateful you all could make it, in fact I'm superrrr happy one person in particular did.'

Wow, already got a new girlfriend huh. Maybe that's why he was nice to me?

'Y/N!'

What.

Everyone looks at me expectedly and I can't help but give Shawn the same look. I mouth to him

'what the fuck are you doing!!'

With widened eyes, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't panicking right now.

He giggles. I don't like where this is going.

'Y/N, every song I think I've ever written is because of you. When we were little and I played you a little something on my guitar and you - you said I sounded good. So I made a career out of it Y/N, because of you. Everything I do is because of you.'

Well shit.

This is gonna really feed the press, all I wanna do is cry, he's drunk and he probably doesn't even mean it. I hold back the tears in my eyes and just smile at him, I'm not going to make a scene here. No way.

Connor notices how uncomfortable I am and pulls Shawn off the stage. Multiple interviewers come rushing towards me - quickly I feel strong arms around my waist pulling me out of the crowd. My heart begins to race and my breathing quickens.

Fuck - not another one.

Jake guides me to another room where Karen, meg, Aaliyah and Sylvie already are. They all thank Jake then quickly rush to my side trying to calm me down. There's a banging on the door and some shouting going on outside.

'Y/N, Please I just want to talk'

he slurs, which is the last thing I hear before I black out.

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It was only for a few minutes but the shouting had stopped and I woke up to my head on Karen's lap as she massaged my head.

I grew up in a very toxic household with unloving and unworthy parents, so when I met Karen and Manny they became my parents, I'm not sure I'd of made it without their support.

'Oh sweetie you're awake, how are you feeling?'

'Rubbish, I don't know why I can't cope with a few cameras on me - I use to be able to!! Before .. well - before I started making appearances on my own. But in my defence I didn't realise I was that popular in the 'fame' world.'

Aaliyah nods her head and kneels down next to me.

'Y/N, he's such a fool. I don't know why he did that - especially on a stage knowing how you could react. We are all so mad at him right now.'

She sighs.

'Y/N?'

Sylvie passes me a bottle of water and a pack of crisps before saying

'I've made a statement regarding what happened on you're social media on behalf of you talking about what happened, saying you'd felt sick the past few days and it just took it out of you all of a sudden, I'm also contacting all the press that were here to make sure they don't release anything.'

All I can do is nod. I honestly don't feel like talking right now. My mind is racing.

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