IKWYDLS

Turns Out That No One Can Replace Me

A/N: this chapter has a lot of action
and inappropriate language so if you're
not mature enough for that sort of
stuff I suggest skip this chapter.
Chapter is early, because none
of you expected it this soon, and I
finished it sooner than i thought
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Camilas P.O.V
2 months later
It's been a long time since I've seen Shawn. And to be honest I'm pretty upset about it. I know what I said to him, but then wasn't the right time. He hasn't texted, called, or even mentioned me on Twitter. I mention him all the time but he always ignores. Is he still mad at me for what I said? (Flashback) *the day before Shawn left to Canada* "Shawn!" I screamed before he got onto his taxi car. His head was mid way in, he turned his head so fast his hair shook a bit. He's so handsome. I see him talking to the person trying to help him in. I didn't pay much attention to the person helping him. But he came with his crutches towards me. I ran and he grabbed my arm. "Hey!" He said with a huge smile on his face. "I have to talk to you before you go. I don't want things to end with what I said yesterday" I held his arm. "I know Mila. I wanted to talk to you, but I thought you weren't gonna show up." "I'm here. I wanted to tell you that I really like you. You understand me most than anybody on this earth ever. You understand my jokes," I said laughing, "Even though they're the most bizarre thing ever"
"Camila I like you too. I wish you told me this sooner, I have to go right now" he said looking back. But still holding my hand. "But see Shawn. That's the thing." I let go of him. "You're hurt right now, and I don't want you picking up flights every week just come to see me." I said "We will make it work out Mila." "You have to rest. It's not the right time. I have the tour, and we don't have a show in Canada all year" I said with a frown. "Fuck" he said. I laughed at him cursing. He's so adorable. "We can't make this happen. It's not the right—" he interrupted me "Camila we have a chance and you wanna screw it up with the same shit? I'm fine. I have absolutely no trouble flying to Miami to come see you." He sounded upset. "I'm not making an argument just because I want to! This is an ACTUAL PROBLEM. Can't you understand that?" I screamed moving my arms up and down with what I said. "You know what I can't understand is that we can be together RIGHT NOW, and you choose its not 'the right time' there is no problem. Shit. I feel like YOU don't want to be with me" He screamed to my face. I was so insulted after all this. I started crying. "Of course I do. It's not the right time, you're injured." Someone signaled him to come. It was time to go to his flight. "Fine! You know what. Don't talk to me. Don't say anything. We are so done!" I dropped something but I was too mad to see what it was so I just left. (End of Flashback)

I was on his Instagram, not liking stuff just seeing pictures of him. I was upset he had forgotten me so quick. I saw pictures of him with girls I haven't even seen or heard of before. And as always I loved to see the captions he comes up with, when he takes pictures with Laur.**note the sarcasm**

I started going on Twitter when I got a call from Lauren.

"Hey! What's up?" I asked.

"Camila you have to come. There's a party at Hailee's house." She screamed. "She wants you to come! It's a party celebrating her winning a Grammy for her song Love Myself."

"Okay! I'll go. Let me get ready first okay?"

"Hurry Mila you're missing out the fun" she laughed, and hung up.

I quickly changed into what I always wear. I put on a black skirt, and a black crop top. I put my hair in a French braid, and made sure it was teased. When I arrived at Hailee's there were cups outside the lawn, and people talking on her patio.

"HAIZ Congrats!" I hugged her. "Thanks!" She said. There were a lot of familiar faces. Taylor was there. Selena was there. A lot of girls and a few guys. I needed to pee so I asked Hailee for the bathroom and she pointed me up stairs. Thanks Hailee the directions are SO SPECIFIC. **note the sarcasm** I ran up stairs opening doors hoping it was the bathroom, and nothing. Her house is huge how am I supposed to find a bathroom? I thought. I kept opening doors when someone spilled juice on me. "Great. Thanks man." I said wiping it off with my hands. "Camila!" I recognized that voice anywhere. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. "Hailee invited me. If you didn't know she is my friend too" he said in a sass. "I wasn't coming off rude, I was just wondering" I snapped. "Sorry." He said. "Don't worry once I find the bathroom it will dry off" I said walking away. "No Camila, I mean I'm sorry for the way I said things." Shawn said holding my hand. Our eyes seemed to make eye contact, and I quickly removed my hand. "Umm. Yeah don't worry about it. Now I really have to find the bathroom." I said opening doors, and still having no luck.

"Hey if your looking for the bathroom, I can show you" he said. I nodded and he grabbed my hand. We went all around the house, and we finally got found a bathroom. I ran in and did what I had to. I cleaned my face and lied against the door, hoping he was right there. I opened the door, and he wasn't there.

Shawns P.O.V
"Hey!" I came behind Camila. "D—oh my god Shawn!" I laughed.

"Thanks for showing me the bathroom" she smiled, trying not to laugh. "Yeah don't worry about it" I smiled back. "So. Your foot. It looks great." I laughed. "Thanks. It recovered a lot faster than I thought it would." She smiled.

I saw Austin in the distance coming towards us. He grabbed Camila and whispered something. Camila instantly smiled. I was burning up inside. What could he have possibly said, that made her smile the way she did?  Their hands intertwined and I looked away. "Well shawn, I have to go. It was nice talking to you again." I didn't say anything and they walked back upstairs. I wanted to punch him in the face. What the hell is going on? Why is Camila still with him?

I went into the room they walked in and Austin was trying to get with Camila. I saw Camila refusing, "Stop!" Camila screamed trying to push him away. I came in and pushed him away with my fists. Camilas shirt had been removed so I took of my jacket and put it over her, making sure she was covered.

Camilas P.O.V
I don't know what Austin was thinking. I only agreed to plan a surprise party for Hailee after she was done with the show in Tampa. But he pulled me to the bed and didn't let me go. It was the most terrifying thing ever. I saw Shawn pull him away to the ground. He removed his jacket off and gave it to me "Are you okay?" He said grabbing my face. "Not really" he looked angry. He grabbed Austin back up and punched him so that his mouth was bleeding. I would stop him but Austin deserved that for what he did to me. "Don't ever touch her again! You hear me motherfucker!" Austin just laughed. "She's mine." Austin screamed. "Shut the fuck up!" Shawn punched him again. He was hurt pretty bad. "Shawn stop." I pulled him. "No! He deserves this and so much more you don't know how he was looking at you Camila!" He screamed. "Let's go before I murder him." He picked me up and carried me down stairs. We left through the back. I've never seen Shawn so mad before. "Camila I'm taking you to your house. You need to get home. After what I did to Austin I don't think he will ever lay a finger on you again." I smiled. We got to my house, luckily my parents were asleep so they didn't notice when I was back. Shawn took me to my room he lied down beside me.

"Shawn it wasn't what it looked like. I didn't agree to do anything wi—" I said. "Don't say anything," he put his hand on my face, "I'm tired of fighting with you. I trust that you didn't intend to do anything with him." I smiled and put my hand through his hair. He moved in, and we started making-out for about 5 minutes. Shawn started taking off my white lace sweater I had on until I stopped him. "Shawn I'm not ready for that. Not now. Not today. After what happened with Au—" "Okay. Whatever you like"

I've never felt so safe. He put his arms around me and we went to bed I slept on the right side facing the window and Shawn had his arm wrapped so tight around me I felt like nobody or anything would ever hurt me again. I noticed Shawn started breathing weird, I turned and he was snoring. He looked so peaceful sleeping, his hair was perfectly brushed and his face was so unblemished. He's so unbelievably handsome, I'm determined he's not a real human.

I felt his arms tighten around my waist and drifted to sleep...