chapter 6

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amanda

my eyes flashed open, scanning the room around me. there were lights and picture frames hung along the walls. my room.

i sat up on my bed, then felt a hand wrap around my arm. goosebumps nipped at my skin as i guided my attention to the boy laying next to me. shawn.

suddenly, it all came back to me. after teen beach, i was too tired and too stubborn to get up, so shawn carried me to my bed. he didn't want to walk back downstairs, so he just laid with me.

"good morning," his raspy morning voice made my heart skip a beat.

"good morning, chef mendes," i smiled, resting my head on his bare chest. i felt this feeling in the pit of my stomach, this odd feeling. i wasn't used to laying with a boy, let alone a boy with his shirt off, let alone a boy like shawn with his shirt off.

"oh, breakfast. i'll go make you breakfast," he says, jumping up. before he leaves, i grab his hand, making him face me.

"shawn, just.. lay with me," i say, closing my eyes. his skin left mine and i felt cold, my body shivering as his footsteps came back around. the mattress sunk in beside me, his warm hands wrapping around my stomach.

shawn

i felt her body shake under my touch, getting this sense of control over her, which i didn't like.

i ignored it for now, planting a soft kiss on her neck from behind her.

"w-what are you doing?" she asks, before rolling over and facing me, inches away from my lips.

"n-nothing," i offer an innocent smile.

before i could do anything more, she pressed her lips against mine, releasing every feeling she had in her. she kissed me with happiness, with sadness, with anger, with love.

i felt on top of the world.

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after a couple hours of laying together, we decided to get up and get ready for the day. i was sprawled out on her bed, scrolling through my phone as she took a shower.

every app was pretty much dead, except for one. messages.

for the past ten minutes, bethany has been sending me multiple texts.

beth: shawn

beth: shawnn where are you

beth: bby

beth: come over ;)

i sighed and decided to go see her, to clear things up.

"amanda," i called as the water stopped running.

"yeah?" her voice bounced back, and she suddenly appeared in the doorway of the bathroom with a towel loosely strapped around her. i tried to hold back a laugh as i looked down at her cast that was covered in a plastic bag.

she learned to walk with that rather quickly.

"i- i um- i'm gonna go clear some things up with an old friend. is that okay?" i stuttered endlessly, staring at her bare shoulders.

"yeah. you're coming back though, right?" she asks and i nod, standing up.

"see you later," i kissed her forehead, leaving the room. i pull my keys out of my pocket, quickly stepping down each stair.

as my feet made contact with the floor, i pulled out my phone, typing a reply.

me: on my way

beth: see you soon bby;)

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my roaring engine died down as i pulled into her driveway, hopping out and walking to her door.

i gave it a couple knocks and she opened the door almost instantly.

"we need to talk," i say and step inside, gently pushing her out of the way and stepping into her kitchen.

"after this," she says, turning me around and kissing me hungrily. i push her off, taking a few steps back myself.

"no," i close my eyes, wiping my mouth.

"what the fuck, shawn. why not?" she begins raging.

"i don't love you, beth," i tell her as coldly as possible.

"w-what?" she stuttered, looking a bit sad.

"you only used me for sex, and you know it!" i yelled, getting angry.

"no i didn't.." she replies, stepping away from me.

"yes you did," i said through gritted teeth, watching her eyes narrow and her nose scrunch as she got terribly mad.

"so what! that's all your good for!" she yelled at me, pushing me away.

"oh, really?! amanda thinks i'm the best guy ever, and you know what?! i fucking loved her, you know that?! you ruined us, though, just because you wanted to have sex with me!" i rambled, rushing out of her house and jumping in my car. i squeezed the wheel tightly, my knuckles turning ghost white. i screamed, slamming my fist on the horn. it sounded loudly and i pulled out, heading back to my house.

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a/n ehe next chapter is gonna bE SO LIT

xx, char

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