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Chapter 19

Shawn's POV

Fuck. What a dumbass. Stupid stupid stupid. Of course she didn't like me. Of course she ran right out. Kenna didn't want me. Caleen barely did. My plan hadn't worked. Four days later and I was still with Caleen. I hadn't wooed Kenna. I scared the shit out of her, I'm guessing. But man it felt good to kiss her. I was surprised my body did that. Of course, my mind froze as soon as she got on top of me. I didn't mean to pull on her so roughly. I guess she just excited me.

Doesn't matter now anyway. But how come I'm still with Caleen? She must really love me. Even after screaming at me for what felt like an hour, she finally told me she had forgiven me and gave me a kiss goodbye. As soon as I had kissed Kenna, I knew that was like no one else. Sure, I was a pretty handsome guy, I have kissed a lot of girls, of course. But man. Those were nothing compared to Kenna. She made me feel like I was on top of the world, even with her on top of me. I felt this burning starting from my stomach, all the way to my ears when we kissed. But not in a bad way. She left me gasping for air as soon as I saw her.

Even wearing a lazy outfit with her curly hair down, (which was so different from Caleen's, which was why I loved it), she was stunning. Unbelievably gorgeous. But of course, she didn't see it. Well maybe she saw it, but didn't believe it or choose to not acknowledge it. I wanted to be the one to show her. I wanted to be that guy. But I couldn't. Especially when I walked in Matt's room and saw his hands all over her, sleeping. I instantly grabbed the closest phone, Cam's, and snapped a picture. Before I knew what even happened, I clicked post and all the guys walked in.

They thought it was hilarious. I knew I needed to take it down. How in the hell would this help me win over Kenna? But it was too late. Cam was already out the door. He wouldn't let me delete it anyway, that was a no brainer. I knew I ruined my chances with her, right then. All I could do was walk back to my room and cry. Yeah, the great Shawn Mendes, was crying. In my hotel room, alone, all over a girl.

But she wasn't a girl. Well, she was a girl. But not just a girl. She meant more to me than she would ever know. That's why it hurt so much, because I knew she wasn't good for me, but I wanted her so badly. I wanted every part of her, forever. Unexpected, I know.