Y/n's POV:
"Shawn," I practically moan into his lips, my stomach twisting at the act I know I shouldn't be doing, "this isn't right."
With his focus on the hickies he's currently leaving on my neck, I get no response, except passionate body language, that speaks levels of need and lust.
"You don't think I just came back to this shitty town to say hi did you?" He groans in annoyance at the fact he had to interrupt what he was so viciously doing to my skin to speak, "because you'd be wrong."
"you left me months ago," I gasp out my words as he pins me against the wall of my dorm room, "I have someone else."
Shawn disconnects his lips from my neck and takes a tiny step back to admire the work he has done to my collar bone and the tender flesh that's under my ear, "You can't find love that quickly babygirl, I know who you still want."
My mind is racing with thoughts telling me what hurt I'm causing to my current boyfriend, telling me that I'm selfish spending this time with my ex instead of with him, but then everything is covered with a haze of how much I missed the man I'm letting mark me right now.
"Why'd you leave then?" I rasp out my words, being out of breath from all the previous kissing.
Shawn presses his forehead against mine, his body keeping me to the wall, as he whispers sweetly into my cheek, "I wanted my baby to be happy, but I know how it went, your friends told me how miserable you were."
Laughing bitterly he nibbles at my ear, making me go weak in the knees, everything in me just wishing I could take back what I used to own.
"I can't," My eyes begin to sting, not wanting to let a beautiful moment like being intimate with Shawn again pass by, but I can't do something that I know is so wrong and disgusting.
His body goes weak resting against mine, knowing that my mind has been made, and he pulls away, with his eyes glossing over in a mix of anger and sadness.
"There's nothing I can do to change your mind is there?" His voice is low and broken, making me debate if what I am doing is a mistake, by making him leave and not showing him that I'm still deeply, and unhealthily in love him him.
"I'm sorry Shawn," Fat tears fall from my eyes as I grab his coat and hand it to him, opening my door, motioning him to leave, "but I can't take you back like this, not when there's someone else that trusts me."
Scoffing he rips the jacket out of my hand, his eyes making intense eye contact, which is no longer lustful, "Darling, you broke that trust the minute you answered my phone call."
_____________________________________________________________________________________~something a little bit more interesting for my baby dolls.
~Leah
