Dating Shawn

Chapter 10

It's December 24 and it's my birthday. It's officially been a month since Shawn left and since Johnson talked to me. He won't even look my way, he's completely ignoring me. Like I understand he's hurt but I'm sorry that I love someone else.

I was sitting on my phone on Twitter when I got a notification about Shawn, I thought Shawn was congratulating me on my 18th birthday but I was wrong, he had posted a picture of him and Camila of fifth harmony.

When I looked at the caption he wrote having fun with this girl during rehearsals she's such a babe having fun. And a couple of heart eyes.

That's a load of bullshit on my birthday too. My legs were moving faster then my brain was and before I knew it I was in the car in the pouring rain driving somewhere without my knowledge.

I stopped the car and knocked on someone's door. My sweatshirt, leggings, and Uggs soaked. Before I know it Johnson opened the door with a sigh.

"What do you what" he said leaning on the door.

"A friend" I told him.

"Sorry, you won't find that here" he said bitterly.

"Johnson can we talk?" I asked.

"About what?" he asked his face getting deeper and colder as he spoke.

"Us!" I told him.

He half chuckled and gave a smug smile.

"There is no us, we've made that very clear" he said to the last point of disgust.

"I turned 18 today" I said.

"Am I supposed to just let you in cause it's the highlight of your year, where's your Shawn now?" He asked making a face at Shawn name.

"Gone" I told him.

"Are you two actually broken up?" He asked.

"No, but I'm here and not there right" I told him.

"Being here and being mine are two different things, Christina go home" he said closing the door I quickly put my foot in it.

"He cheated on me again" I told him with a lump in my throat.

"Why do I care?" He continued turned away from me.

"I care if you don't but your gonna sit here and your gonna listen cause that's what you've always done best. Johnson I miss you-" I started.

"Shut up" he said.

"What?" I said shocked.

"Shut up!" He said turning around to me.

"Why are you being so cold?" I asked holding back tears.

"Because you don't miss me, you miss the thought of me being around to catch you when you're falling, the thought that I'd never go away cause I can't find nothing better and I can't sit here and watch you be with someone else when I fucking in l-, face it you don't miss me you miss your fucking lap dog" he said slamming the door shut in my face.

I started banging on the door repeatedly.

"Johnson that not true, Johnson open the door, Johnson I miss my friend" I said banging.

I was about to bang again when he opened the door.

"Tell me you don't" he said briefly.

"Don't what" I asked.

"Tell me you don't have feeling for me" he said looking at the ground.

"Johnson, stop" I said.

"Tell me you don't and you'll never hear it from me again" he said looking me in the eyes.