ღ Brandy (Brooklyn Gibson and Andy Fowler) ღ - Completed

SHAWN IMAGINE (christmas edition - badly written and kind of unfinished)

Okay I'm still writing the Roadtrip (brandy) story, I just wanted to do something different since it's Christmas and I haven't updated. (Oops). But yeh I decided imma do a short Shawn imagine, cuz who wouldn't want to spent Christmas eating muffins with Shawty? Am I right? This will also feature Camilla Cabello and Jacob Whitesides :) Just imagine your Camilla? Oh and the texts are between Jacob and Ali Simpson.

Camilla's POV
"Jacob please." I cried. "I've screwed up I know. And I'm so so sorry." I pleaded.

Still looking at the ground, he sighed... Then his face went red and he looked up at me full of anger and rage.

It was a pretty scary sight, and I could tell he was about to yell.

"YOU CAN'T JUST SNOOP THROUGH MY FUCKING PHONE!?" He complained. But he had a point.

I was wrong to look through his messages, but he started acting weird and I got all nervous, and he kissed someone that wasn't me!?!?

"HEY! You kissed someone and we're dating!?" I yelled back now angry too.

"But, I was drunk? I didn't mean to. And you didn't know that so you still went through my phone at random. YOU HAD NO RIGHT!? I thought I could trust you..."

I scoffed at him in disbelief. The look of sadness in his eyes. FAKE. HE thought HE could trust me!?

"TRUST ME!? WHAT ABOUT YOU, I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU, THEN YOU WENT KISSING GIRLS!?"

"A GIRL! IM SORRY YOU ''COULDN'T COME OUT'' THAT NIGHT!?" "Stupid trust issues." He muttered to himself.

Yes, I lied and I could come out, but I didn't want to. I was pretty stressed that day and wanted to stay at home.

"I'M SORRY SCHOOL STRESSES ME OUT! I'M SORRY LIFE STRESSES ME OUT! BUT I WAS SUSPICIOUS OF THINGS THAT WERE ADDING UP, I WAS CURIOUS SO I WANTED TO CHECK, AND I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT WHEN I SAW THE TEXTS! YOU PROBABLY FUCKED HER TOO!?" I yelled, instantly regretting every single world I'd just said. Especially, the last part.

Flashback (texts) - Jacobs POV
Me: We need to talk.
Ali: Babe? Do we?
Me: Don't call me that. But we need to talk about last night.
Ali: why what's up?
Me: I was drunk. Very drunk. We kissed. It was good. But it was nothing. It meant nothing.
Ali: What are you talking about? Where are you?
Me: I left. And I need to tell you. That I already have a girlfriend so leave me alone. Bye.
*Contact deleted*
Flashback over

Too scared to even look at him, I shuffled my feet awkwardly trying to think of something to say, anything to fill the silence that lied between us.

Then he yelled back at me. "AS IF I FUCKED HER!? YOU'D PROBABLY FUCK ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS IF YOU WERE PRETTY! THIS WAS A MISTAKE! WERE DONE, I CAN'T TRUST YOU ANYMORE...bitch."

He gave me the finger and I watched as he closed the door behind him, leaving me outside, in the cold. We.Were.Done.

Not knowing where to go, I turned left and started walking. The closest house, was my best friends. Shawn.