Shawn Mendes: I love you

Chapter 4

Amara skipped happily to her house, and plopped down on her coach when she got inside. She hummed save the day quietly to herself. Jack came in. DUH DUH DUUUUUUH! That is a spooky music thing, you know what I mean
"AMARA, AMARA WHOS YOUR BOYFRIEND?!?!" Jack yelled at her, excited.
The least person Amara wanted to see right now,  came in, guess who? If you guessed her mom, you were right.
"Amara, Jack just told me, you had a boyfriend." She said.
"WHAT!!! No I don't!" Amara yelled. She quickly covered her mouth. She just yelled at her mom! HOW CRAZY WAS THAT! YELLED, YELLED, YELLED, YELLED!
"Amara calm down." Her mom said confused. "You never yell like this, what's gotten into you?"
Suddenly, crushitis came onto her, "Nothing mom, just please leave me alone, WHY CANT I EVER GET PRIVACY, WHYYYY!?!?!?" Amara yelled back again. Tears started running down her cheeks, as she ran upstairs into her room, and locked the door. She sat behind her door, and started bawling.

Amara's POV:
What chance do I have with Shawn, I'm nothing to him. And now I'm nothing to my family. Why did I yell at mom, did Shawn make me like this? All these questions ran in my head. I've turned from an angel to a devil. Bad me, bad. BAAAAAAAAD. Suddenly my phone rang. I opened it and saw it was from, SHAWN! Yes, Shawn! Can you believe it. But how did he get my phone number? I answered it.(S: Shawn's voice, M: My voice)
S: Hi
M: Ummmm...hi?
M: How did you get my phone number?
S: long story, let's just say, your brother and sister are really chatty when they're on email. In your computer.
M:WHAT!? Oops, sorry.
S: You can check if you want.
I put the call on hold then I went on my computer and went on gmail. Sure enough, there was a gmail that was called,
Csgbdxhnsmsshfhrb, and my brother and sister's conversation with Shawn. I can't believe Shawn asked personal questions about me, like, my fave color, animal...etc.. so I go back on the call
M: Well, you guys like to message.
S: Yeah. The title is weird.
M: yeah I know, Csgbdxhnsmsshfhrb.
S: excuse me?
M: that's the title. It's hard to-
S: -pronounce? Yeah.
We chatted a little more, and got to know each other better. Then our call was done. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I quickly closed my laptop. Seconds later, there was knocking on my door. I opened my door a teensy bit. Mom.