(SHAWN'S POV)
Picking up the phone, I hesitatingly press her contact number.
The beautiful face pops up as my heart aches.The phone rings four times before her voice travels to my ears.
"Hello?"
"I can't do this anymore."
"Shawn, is that you?" Her tone filled with confusion.
"I can't keep going on like this." I sigh through the phone, rubbing my free hand through my hair.
"What are you talking about? Have I don't something wrong?" She panics.
I squeeze my eyes shut as I prepare myself for the next words I'm about to say to her.
"I think we should end this. What we have right now."
"What? Why? Please Shawn, what's happening." (Y/N) stumbles her words.
"I just said it. I'm breaking up with you."
"No explanation? No reason? You're just ending it just like that?! She voices as it breaks midway through her sentence.
"I don't need explanation to why I'm doing this. Your stuff will be shipped to your house so you don't have to worry about coming-"
"No, I'm coming right now. I don't care about my stuff, I need to know why you're acting like this."
And with that she ends the call. I groan in frustration shoving a pillow to my face.
My world tour is starting and Andrew doesn't want me dating a random girl. He wants me to date this model. She's someone in the industry and she'll make me gain popularity.
But I don't care about that. I want to be with (Y/N). I've told Andrew and he says my producing company will drop my world tour if this doesn't happen.
I have no clue, absolutely none of to why I need to date this girl. The world tour is already selling out arenas; this girl is not needed.
No one can treat me like (Y/N). With so much care and compassion.
But I can't let down my fans. They'll be so devastated if the tour is cancelled.
I love performing too, it's a dream of mine and it's finally come true.
But (Y/N) is the girl of my dreams. I know I'm only 18 and 'too young to know what love is'. But with this girl, I think I've discovered it.
But she'll understand. She needs to understand.
There's a series of knocks on my door, my heart sinks knowing it (Y/N).
(Y/N POV)
The door opens as an emotionless faced Shawn peeks through.
"I told you, you didn't need to come."
Pushing my way past humans I get into the apartment, Shawn suddenly pulls me back outside into the blistering cold air.
"Are you not going to let me in?" I seethe through my developing tears.
"It might be easier if we do it out here." He sighs closing his door.
Here we are, at 10 standing in the hallway of his apartment, him about to explain to me why the sudden breakup.
"Did I do something wrong?" I mutter, wiping my numb nose with the back of hand and crossing my arms again.
"I just don't want to be with you anymore. It's not going to work. With me going on tour and you going to college. I don't." He explains, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall.
"You're not even going to try to make this work? You're just giving up just like that? Like a coward?" I growl steeping away from him.
"I'm not a coward." He mutters, his eyes hardening.
"You are! You broke up with me over the phone! You didn't have the balls to do it to me in person?" I yell, hot tears wetting my face.
"I found someone else! Is that what you want to here (Y/N)? I found someone better than you! She's given me everything you did and more! I don't need you anymore! I didn't want to hurt your feelings but you made me! This is your fault!" He explodes, throwing his hands up, breathing hard.
I visibly whimper, taking multiple steps away from him. My hand covers my mouth covering my choked sobs.
Turning around, I sprint down the hallway trying to get away from him as fast as possible.
"(Y/N)! Wait! I didn't mean it like that!" Shawn's shouts echo through the hallways.
But I was already gone
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