Discovered (Shawn Mendes)

Chapter 2

It was 9 am. I woke up in Connor's arms. Everyone was still asleep. Then I stretched accidentally waking up Connor. "Sorry." I whispered. "It's fine." He said blinking his blue eyes at me. They matched perfectly with his light brown hair. I went to stand up but he grabbed my waist and pulled me back into his lap. "Don't leave." He pleaded. He had a really tight grip on my waist it's not like I could get up anyways. "Fine." I said. He loosened his grip and I curled into a ball in his lap and laid my head on his chest. At 10 am everyone was up just talking. "K guys gotta go. Gonna go see bae." Connor said lifting me off his lap. Wait. Bae? "What do you mean bae?" I asked gripping his arm. "My girlfriend? Who else would I mean?" He laughed. I glared at him. "Ok bye." He said shutting the door. I sat back down on the couch and looked at the ground. "Uh you guys should go." Lela said. The guys left and Lela, Hannah, and Alyssa sat beside me. "He's a player Ky." Hannah said rubbing my back. "I was going to tell you, but I didn't want to say anything around them." Lela said. "No it's fine. I'm used to it. Really." I said. Then I remembered my ex Gabe. "Look guys, I really should go, my moms going to be so pissed." I said. "I'll take you all home." Lela offered. We got in the car and drove to my house. "Thanks, bye." I said shutting the car door. I walked up the driveway and went inside. There was a note on the table.

Went to spend the day with your aunt. We may stay in a hotel. I sent you a lot of texts and calls but you didn't get them. See you soon. xoxo ~Mom

I made myself breakfast and watched tv for a bit. The day was going buy so slow and I was really bored. So I got dressed, and did my hair again. I always sing around the house, why not try something new. I sat on my floor, got my camera out, and grabbed my guitar, then pressed record.

Hi everyone, my name is Kylie and I'm 16 years old. I'm going to sing Stitches by one of my favorite artists, Shawn Mendes.

I started to strum.

I thought that I've been hurt before,
But no ones ever left me quite this sore.
Your words cut deeper than a knife,
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life.
Got a feeling that I'm going under, but I know that I'll make it out alive.
If I quite calling you my lover, and move on.
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe, shaking, falling on to my knees.
And now that I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches.
Tripping over myself, aching, begging you to come help.
And now that I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches.
.....
Once I finished the song, I pressed the stop button. I sat on my bed and uploaded the video to YouTube. Once it posted, I shut my computer and went back downstairs. My mom pulled up in the driveway, but surprisingly didn't say anything about last night.