|| Y/N's POV ||
I remained quiet for a while till he broke that awkward silence.
"Y/N what's wrong? You just got, quiet." He said.
"Um nothing? Nothing is wrong." I said looking at the window.
"Um okay? Well we're here." He replied and helped get all the boxes and what not.
We raced through the crowed then I bumped into someone.
"Hey watch it!" I yelled clearly annoyed.
"Oh Y/N I'm sorry." That voice sounded familiar.
I looked up as it was
"SHAWN!!" I said dropping all the boxes and hugging him.
"Yup it's me." He laughed.
"What are you doing back so soon!" I gushed in excitement.
"Well my tour stopped here for a couple weeks." He yelled over all the music.
"Oh fun!"
"Ya! Hey what do you got there?" He asked referring to all the boxes I dropped.
"Oh I'm moving with Nash's girlfriend or my best friend!" I said picking up all the boxes.
"Oh cool. Um need help with all that?" He asked putting his red solo cup to the side.
"Ya sure." I smiled and handed him some things.
We jogged up the stairs where Matt was waiting.
"Hey Matt, sorry I didn't come sooner I just saw my favorite person ever down stairs." I said looking at Shawn.
"SHAWN!!!" Matt cheered jumping on Shawn.
"Hey Matty." Shawn laughed and caught him.
"What are you doing in town?!" Matt asked like Shawn was his hero.
"Okay ladies you can keep going with you chit chat imma go pack." I sarcastically smiled and walked into my room.
I walked into my half empty room, shut the door and started packing.
-Next Morning-
"Do you think she's, dead?" I heard an annoying yet familiar voice say.
"No she's not dead. She's just super tired. I mean look, her room is all pact up." I heard Hayes voice say.
"Ya but she'd be awake by now, it's almost 2 in the after noon." I heard another voice that sounded familiar.
My eyes fluttered open to see, Gilinsky, Hayes, Johnson, Nash and Sam leaning against the door frame quiet with his arm crossed.
"Um hey guys." I said confused.
"Oh so she's not dead." Gilinsky said satisfied and backed up away.
"I told you she wouldn't be." Hayes rolled his eyes.
"Okay so what are you all doing here?" I asked.
"Well you didn't come to party but we know what you were doing instead." Johnson pointed out.
"Oh! Okay anyways, you guys want to help me move my boxes to the new apartment?" I asked pulling my messing bed hair into a pony tail.
"Yea! Sure! We'll start taking the boxes down stairs." Nash offered.
"Thanks. Meanwhile I'm going to shower." I said picking up my phone and walking over to my restroom and locking the door behind me.
I took a look at my outfit I had set up the night before which was a pair of Nike fit sweat pants and a red tee-shirt with my Jordan Bred 13's.
I hopped in the shower and refreshed myself from last night.
I came out and brushed my hair and fixed it into a pony tail. I packed my make up last night so I would be walking around like a freak.
"Okay guys don't fucking bring up my face. Please." I asked while taking a couple things downstairs and Sam stopped me.
"I think you look as beautiful as ever." He whispered and went up to his room to get who know what.
I kinda rolled my eyes at the thought of me actually looking acceptable with out my face.
We loaded all 12 of my boxes in the back of Johnsons truck.
"Hey Y/N! Before you leave I wanted you to uh have these." Sam sheepishly grinned handing me my favorite tee shirt of his and his favorite sweatshirt.
"Sam, your favorite sweatshirt. I can't accept this." I said trying to return his things.
"Ya, but I would feel good to know its in your hands." He charmed me.
"But why my hands." I laughed.
"Cause your hands are nice a soft. Like you." He just fuck boyed me.
"Okay. Thanks." I smiled.
"Good luck at your new place. I love you Y/N."
"Thanks Sam and I love you to." My stomach turned at my words.
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Nash, Gilinsky, Johnson and I showed up at the building.
"Hey Martha!" I greeted the nice lady at the front desk.
I took the fancy elevator up to my new home.
"Wow Y/N! This place is Sweet!" Gilinsky said looking around to our freshly furnished living room.
"I know." I laughed.
"Okay well this is the last of you boxes, I'll leave you to your new humble abode." Nash smile and embraced me into the warm sibling hugs.
I hugged each individual boy and moved my boxes to my room and started setting up.
I was interrupted by and email that caught my eye on my MacBook I set up.
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One Last Time
Fanfiction'One Last Time' is the sequel to 'He's Just Another Bad Boy'. Y/N is figuring out wether she wants to let Matt back into her life as just more than a friend again, or if she wants to give Samuel Wilkinson a chance.
