Chapter 15

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Shawn's pov.
*1 week later*

"Look Hannah I'm really sorry, I am. Please forgive me? The tours almost over, we have 2 more shows and the last one is in Cali. Please forgive me, I love you." I said over the phone.
"Shawn I really don't know if I can trust you anymore, I mean last time I tried to tell you I missed you and loved you, I saw you making out with a slut. I don't even know if I want Taylor to me my brother. I don't know if I want to live in Cali. Okay Shawn? I don't know what I want. And you do, you want to proceed in music and have a career and sing. I can't do that. I didn't even finish high school, I'm a mess without you, but I'm an even bigger mess with you." Hannah spoke to me over the phone, now sobbing.
"I can make things better, please?" I spoke, with a crack in my voice.
"Shawn, I love you. But no." Hannah said quickly and hung up.
Damn. I need Hannah in my life, she's what I look forward to everyday, without her I'm nothing.

Hannah's pov.

"Shawn, I love you. But no." And I hung up the phone. I slid down the door in my bedroom and cried. I cried till I couldn't cry anymore.
I never thought I would say that to Shawn. But I did.

*next day*

I started to pack all my things. I'm going to move somewhere. Somewhere nice and free. Somewhere, someone won't bail on me for a slut, somewhere I can start over.
I wrote a note for Shawn so when he got back he knew I loved him, and I would never forget him. I just had to move on.

Shawn's pov.

I'm going to surprise Hannah tomorrow, she might think that i don't care, but I do. I care, I care a lot. I'm getting on a plane tonight and going straight to Cali.

Hannah's pov.

*later that night*

I'll finish packing, I need a drink.
I went downstairs to the liquor cabinet and I saw a note.
The note said:
Dear Hannah,
I know it's you getting into the liquor, it's okay I won't tell. Just don't be stupid okay? Love you!!
~Matty

Matts so stupid. I love that goofball.
I pored me some vodka and orange juice together and I sat down on the couch and crashed.

Shawn's pov.

I got home at 5:50 this morning and saw the liquor cabinet opened and a hung over Hannah on the couch. God I miss seeing this all the time.
I picked up Hannah, bridal style, and took her to our room, well now her room.

*later that day*

"WHAT THE FUCK DID I TELL YOU SHAWN?! I TOLD YOU TO GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME AND NEVER COME BACK!" Hannah screamed at me angrily.
"Hannah I've told you this, I didn't have sex with you to get $900! I never even thought about the money when we had sex. ALL I THOUGHT ABOUT WAS YOU! I love you Hannah, I don't want you to leave, I don't want you to be upset with, what I do want is you back." I looked in her eyes and gave her a passionate kiss.

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