Her commitment

Chapter 17

I cannot believe Shawn just did that. Did he really have to embarrass me like that.
"Shawn!," A voice boomed barging into his dressing room startling Cassie and I.
"What were you thinking?! If Seradine here-Samantha," I interrupted. She rolled her eyes at me then continued to scold Shawn.
"If Samantha here did suck what would that mean for you? You're reputation?," she asked saying my name correctly this time.
"I don't care what my fans think or about my reputation. I agreed to this contract so I could do what I love. Music. Not to impress you or anybody else," Shawn spoke. I admit.

It took a lot of guts to say what Shawn just said.
"Shawn...Let's not be irrational," His agent spoke.
"Irrational?!," Shawn screamed.
"I'm the one who's being irrational?!," He screamed again.
"Shawn...- no! I want to do this my way. I say who comes on stage! I pick the songs I sing on stage! And for the love of god stop trying to change me into something I'm not!," He screamed and exited his dressing room. His agent sighed and turned around to glare at me.

What did I do?
"This is your fault," She spoke.
"Sorry...Did you just say this is my fault?," I asked. She nodded.
"Ever since Shawn was in New York he's been reckless. Your friend here is a fan of Shawn. You aren't. The only explainable reason would be to say you changed him," She finished.
"Maybe Shawn's been feeling this way since day one and just didn't have enough courage to tell you! Ever think about that!," I snapped and exited the dressing room to find Shawn lying on the grass outside of his dressing room. I walked up to him and sat down.

He opened his eyes and smiled once he saw me.
"I'm sorry I dragged you into this," He spoke. I shook my head.
"It's not your fault. It's your agent's fault. She just cares about money," I spoke not meeting his eyes but instead focussing my attention on the night sky. He nodded and smiled.

His smile turned into a smirk.
"I told you so," He said referring to the conversation we had in New York. I rolled my eyes and hit him playfully.

I stood up and finally looked at him.
"I should get packing," I said and was about to walk away before he grabbed my hand.
"Why don't you stay a day or two? I'm sure Cassie would love that," he said as I laughed.
"I wouldn't have a choice but she knows I have to go to work," I said. He shook his head.
"I told your boss to give you five days off for situations just like this," He spoke.
"Wait... So I don't have to go to work for the next four days?," I asked. He nodded.
"Come on, let's see how Cassie doing with my agent," Shawn spoke. And together we walked back into his dressing room ready to face his agent.