Bad Reputation

Chapter 2: Trusting A Little

*Shawn's P.O.V*

I got into Faye's car after school, and she had Ed Sheeran playing. I love Ed Sheeran!

"Nice music." I said.

"Thanks. Ed Sheeran's the shit!" She replied.

I laughed, and sang along to the music. She was humming, and tapping her fingers on the steering wheel.

"Come on. Sing Faye." I encouraged her.

"No. I don't sing." She replied.

"Oh come on. I don't care if you can't sing worth shit, if you like singing, then sing." I said.

"Says you. You know you can sing, so you've got nothing to worry about. You can sing in front of anybody, and they'll fall in love with your voice, I know I..." Faye stopped talking.

"You what?" I asked.

"Nothing." She replied. "I'm just not gonna sing."

"Okay. Whatever you want." I said.

She pulled into her driveway, and got out of the car. I followed her in, and she hung up her bag, and car keys. Then she went straight to her room. I've been in her room before, so I was comfortable, but then she took her jacket off, then her shirt.

"Uh, Faye what are you doing?" I asked, turning around.

"I'm getting into pyjamas." She answered.

"Um, I'm in here. You could have warned me." I replied.

"I don't care if your in here or not." She said.

"Uh, just tell me when your done." I said.

"Okay. I'm done." She said.

I slowly turned around, and saw her in black shorts, with a small frill at the bottom, and a black tank top that said "If You Snooze You Lose." She looked cute.

"You wanna get some food?" She asked.

"Yeah, sure." I smiled.

"Good. Lets go." She said, grabbing my hand and pulling me off the bed.

She held my hand and walked down the stairs. She grabbed her bag and keys, but before she walked out the door, her mom yelled at her. "Hey! Where are you going?"

"I'm going out to eat." Faye replied.

"With another guy?" She asked.

"Yeah." Faye answered.

"My god, why are you such a slut Faye? You come and go with tons of different guys. You dress like a whore, you disgust me." Her mom said.

"What the fuck! He's just a friend. And besides, you don't control me! Fuck you!" Faye yelled walking out the door.

She got in her car, and pulled out of her driveway.

"I'm sorry Shawn. She's such a bitch." She said.

"Don't worry about me, are you okay?" I asked.

She inhaled, and sighed. "I'm fine. Shawn, can I, uh... never mind."

"What? Its okay, you can ask me anything." I said.

*Faye's P.O.V*

"Okay. This might be too much to ask, and you can say no, but... can I stay with you tonight?" I asked.

"Yeah. Of course." Shawn said.

"Oh my god, thank you." I replied.

"Yeah. Anything you need Faye." Shawn smiled.