Virgin; Bameron

Twenty - Two

Bethany's Pov//

I sobbed as I picked my things up from the house we were staying at. I don't know what I've done, I broke up with the guy who I really love.

I grabbed my bag, ran downstairs. I attempt to order an uber to see if it'll take me the whole way there at least.

There's a knock at the door who startles me from my seat.

"Um who is it?" I loudly yell.

No response.

I look out the window too see Shawn.

Why Shawn?

I open it lightly.

"Uh hey, Jack told me you guys broke up & you walked off. He thought I should take you home, since you know it's late & stuff." He smiles.

"I rarely know you, I live like two hours away?" I state.

"I don't want you here with Cameron right now, he's pissed off at the party & walking around finding who go fuck so, I'll take you."

So, I guess he's not hurt after all.

Fuckboys will always be fuckboys.

"Let me grab my things." I smile.

Two can play at that game, Dallas.

I lay the keys on the table of the house, set the necklace that he gave me earlier to wear & most off all, I want my heart back.

I close the door behind me, & walk over to his car.

"Wait, wait. Aren't you performing?" I ask stopping in place.

"I was, I got sick." He says as he quotes the I got sick part.

"Shawn, no no. You can't give up your performance because of me?"

"No it's fine, it's good." He smiles.

I smile back & set my bags in the car.

"You honestly didn't have too." I pled once again as I sit in the car.

The whole car ride was just conversations about Cameron & I, how we managed blah blah.

We finally arrive at my collage, &  relief just washed over me.

"Thank you so much, I know you didn't have to do this. But thanks." I smile.

I grab my things from the back, give one last smile & get out the car.

I'm walking up into the doors, when I hear a yell.

"Not even ya number?" He laughs as the windows all the way down.

I giggle & walk back.

"I'm not looking for anyone right now, I just broke up with my, um whatever." I say softly.

"I understand & I know that. I just wanna keep in touch with you." He lightly smiles.

I hand him my phone, he adds his contact. Gives me back the phone ; drives off.

Cooooool.

I look at my phone.

"Shawn 🎤❤ aka your lifesaver cause of not ya ass had to walk 😂"

I laugh loudly, what a long ass contact.

I go upstairs & no signs of Andrea. Amazing.

I lay down & doze off.

....

Next morning.

My alarm rings so loud I jump up from my bed, it's been awhile since I've heard that sound.

I quickly throw on leggings, cropped army green sweater & my white Adidas. I let my hair down in its natural waves. I grab my books, laptop, phone & purse. Now time for class.

I lock my door & quickly turn around completely hitting someone. All my things & the persons things drop to the ground.

"I'm so sorry." I say as I bend down to help.

"It's no prob-" The person stops mind sentence.

"Oh my god, you're Bethany Mota!" She lightly yells.

"Uh yeah, how do you know me?" I awkwardly smile.

"Your designs on the deep V, midi dress was perfection." She smiles as she hands me my books.

"Let me guess you're a freshman?" I smile.

"Yes indeed, you're a junior right?"

"Yes, almost over. Enjoy your time here, you'll love the program here. See ya around." I smile & walk off.

Wow someone who actually admires my work. This is great.

I got to class & sit down in my regular seat. Alone, because I have no friends.
(Actually me)

I open up my laptop.

*type in password*

"Bethanynoelm723"

Incorrect password is written on the screen.

What that hell? It's been my password for years?

I close the screen, & notice thrasher stickers on the top.

Fuck. It's Cameron's.

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Ahhhh.