Angel In Disguise / Michael Clifford

Part Twenty One

Kelsey's P.O.V.

"Kelsey!" A familiar voice called from behind.

I turned around and locked eyes with a brown haired boy. "Shawn."

What is he doing here? I thought.

It's been so long since I last saw him - I don't even know what to feel now. Do I still love him? I don't know. Yes. No. Maybe. But I know it still hurts.

"Kelsey," he repeated. And before I knew it, he leaned forward, pulling me in a hug. "Oh my god, babe! I was so worried about you! I didn't knew. A friend of mine heard about what happened and told me!"

We pulled away, as he cupped my cheeks.

"How are you?" He asked. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm okay, Shawn," I said. "Thanks, I guess."

"I'm so sorry," he said, resting his forehead against mine. His eyes were closed but I can see a drop of tear falling from the corner of his eyes. "I shouldn't have said those things. I was so stupid. I realized what I've done when I got back and saw you gone. I was afraid to run after you. Please come home. Please, baby."

"Shawn," I muttered, pulling away from him.

"Please," he begged. And, to my surprise, he knelt down. "Please. I need you. I will change. Just please come back. Please. I love you so much."

I stared deep in his eyes for a couple of minutes. I've never seen him like this. Ever.

Is this true? Or is he just trying to get me back to repeat what he did to me?

Fuck, I don't know. I'm confused. We've been together for long. I thought he was the one but he hurt me. I admit, I miss him - everything about him - but...

"I'm sorry, Shawn," I finally said, turning on my heels and grabbing Michael's hand.

"Kelsey," he said, grabbing me by the other arm and turning me around to face him. I didn't let go of Michael's hand, instead, I held it tighter. He glare at him. "Who are you?"

"Hmm," Michael started, looking at me then back to him. "Michael."

He shook his head then looked back at me. "You found someone else, I see. I totally lost you."

"It's not like that," I said. I hope I did but he's with someone else, too, I thought.

"Then why is he with you?" He asked, I can see the hurt in his eyes.

"Hey!" Luke shouted, glaring at him the moment he sees him. He pushed him away from me, clutching his fist. "You've done enough damage to her! Get the fuck away from her!"

"Luke," Ashton warned, stepping between them.

I sighed, looking at Shawn. "Look, Shawn, he's right. You've done enough. I was happy with you. You made me smile. At least you used to. But you made me cry. You've hurt me. And I'm sick of it."

"I know and I'm sorry," he plead, struggling to get passed Ashton who was blocking him to stop him from getting near me. He gave up, raising his hands in surrender. He looked at me with sincerity in his eyes. "If you could just give me a chance. Please."

"Okay," I said, as Luke and Ashton looked at me, both confused.

"What?" They said in unison, together with Michael.

"Okay?" Shawn repeated. "As in you'll come home?"

"No," I said. Ashton sighed in relief. "I won't. Prove to me that you have changed. But I can't promise you anything. Things are starting to get pretty good, well, not with my uncle though. And I cannot say that I still feel the same."

"But," he started but I cut him off.

"It still hurts, Shawn," I admitted. "Sometimes sorry doesn't make the cut. But I'll give you a chance."

Plot twist! Plot twist!

Told you Shawn's really in love with Kelsey! Did I mention that before?