Best Friends

Chapter 8

"Go away." I said through the sheets.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong." He said scooting closer to me.
I pulled the sheets off my head and laid there for awhile. Silence.
"Shawn, I thought it was real. I thought that you actually liked me. But now I get it. You thought it was fake. Which I guess it was. But I wish it wasn't." I ranted.
His face turned beat red.
"Sam, I'm sorry. I didn't know." He apologized.
"Exactly. You didn't know. You didn't feel what I felt. And it's just not meant to be..I guess." I said stuttering a little bit.
"Sam- I'm sorry. I just-" he started.
"Shawn, it's okay. Just please leave me alone." I hid under the covers.
He left after a few minutes.

I was alone. And empty.

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Shawn's POV----

Shoot. I do like Sam. I just didn't think she liked me. I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable.

Sam's POV---

"Sam, sit by me." Matt smiled and pointed to a chair beside him. Shawn was tuning his guitar in the ballroom so we all decided to go eat lunch.
I sat down next to him and began looking at the menu.
Tonight is Magcon. Yesterday was when everything happened. Ya know.

"You excited for your first Magcon?" Matt asked excitedly.
"Yeah, overjoyed." I said still looking at the menu.
I decided on chicken tenders with fries.
"Good, because we want you to be on stage sign us." Matt smiled.
"Yeah, as Shawn's girlfriend." Nash added.
The table got silent.
"What?" Nash asked confused.
"Shawn broke up with me." I said putting down my menu and leaning back in my chair.
"Oh. Sam...I'm so sorry. Why?" Nash asked curiously.
"It was fake to him. But it was real to me." I got very uncomfortable.

Matt grabbed my hand. I looked up at him.
"Thanks." I rested my head on his shoulder.