Texting / Shawn Mendes

Scoring

My cousin Alyssa called. Her volleyball match was today and she kept a seat just for me. A year ago, I wouldn't miss a game but today... today it was probably one of the worst days of my life. It was the day that I was supposed to meet up with Shawn. And I decided not to go. Simply because I knew that nothing would change. I knew that if I saw him today, today that I need him the most, I'd fall for whatever he has to say. I'd just run back to him and forget the fact that he never loved me.

I put on a black dress and my vans, and waited for my uncle to pick me up. The ride to to the arena was small and silent. The radio was playing my uncle's cd and he sang along. Me on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about the if's and maybe's.

When we arrived, Alyssa was stretching along with her co-players. When her eyes laid on me, she sprint towards me and hugged me so tight that I almost faint.
We broke into giggles and laughs before her coach called her.

Me and uncle Ederson, sat to the first row. In just 30 minutes, the arena was filled with people who were cheering and talking and laughing and... the seat next to me was empty. I turned around and the rows behind me were filled.

"Why the seat next to me is empty? Isn't it taken?" I asked me aunt.

"Hm. I don't know. The seats in the first row are for the players' family members." She replied, not really bothered.

I rested my back on the blue uncomfortable seat. I played with my fingers since I left my phone at home. I knew that he would start calling me and I would give in.

I looked up, where was a big electric clock. It's 6:00. I was supposed to go there at 5:30. He is probably back home. He's probably mad. He will probably just leave me alone. And I will finally move on... Is that really what I want though?

The match begun and I cheered happily everytime Alyssa scored. The seat next to me, was still empty.

30 minutes later, the seat next to me was taken by a boy. He's wearing a grey hoodie, ripped black jeans, sunglasses and a scarf around his neck. Okay. It's not that cold outside.Who is this dude?

I stared at him. When he reached for his phone, I saw the familiar elephant tattoo between his fingers. My heart was racing and I felt unable to breath.

I said to my aunt that I need some air before I walked fast outside of the arena. Please don't come here. Please. Please. I can't see you. I can't. Doesn't he get it? Doesn't he know that is so fucking hard for me to leave him behind? Doesn't he know that he broke my heart in thousand pieces?

I started breathing heavily. Someone put his hand on my shoulder.

"Malia?" I'd recognise this voice everywhere. His tone was low and sad. I felt like crying.
I turned around, my eyes filled with tears.

"Why? Why? Tell me why?" My voice was harsh despite the fact that I was crying. I pushed his chest so hard with my hands, that he made a few steps back. I could tell he was surprise by my unusual behavior.

"Because I love you." He simply stated.

"This is not love. There was no love between us." I reply and I feel like leaving.

"That's what you think? That I never loved you?" He asked almost mad at me.

"Yes." I state confiedently.

"You are so wrong Malia. I love you!" He says louder.

"That's why you hooked up with her? Because you love me so much, huh? "

"I.."

"Honestly Shawn, save it. I don't want to know. I loved you and you didn't. Simple as that. Move on with your new girlfriend and forget about me."
And with that I tried to walk pass him but his hand stopped me.

"It's not as simple as that. You were mad at me for not letting you explain but I am now furious because not only you didn't show up, but you also turned your phone off and left me with no options. I had to drive an hour to your house, talk with your mother and convince her how much I truly care about you until she finally told me where you were. Don't walk away from me before I explain the situation to you. I want to tell you everything. You think that you've figured everything out but you truly have no idea. The day we walked together at that cafe and you told me that you need space, I felt like you stubbed me a thousand times. I was on the edge of crying but I couldn't. Not in a cafe full of people who would take pictures of us during this private moment between us. I walked out and waited for you at the corner. Instead, you left. You went to the hotel and left me. You left me Malia, not me. I would never. Never again. Her team found out about our little argument and they wanted to make up rumors about me and her dating. I was against that idea. When I came back to Canada, I was heartbroken. She knew and she told me to meet her. We talked, we had some drinks and I got drunk. I think she was drunk too. I honestly don't remember doing anything with her, but she said we did. With you away, and her next to me during to one of the most harsh periods of my life, I sticked with her. Yes, we did things together but... but meant nothing to me. She wanted to go out with me and we went a couple times. I...I honestly don't know what else I can say. I fucked up. I fucked this up. "He said and moved his hands between us.

Tears were running down my face. I turned around. His sad eyes met my watery ones and with his thumb he removed the tears that were running down my cheeks.

"Please stop crying. It breaks my heart to see you like this Malia." His voice cracked at the end.

I couldn't remove my eyes from his. Then his eyes looked down at my lips, then again on my eyes. I couldn't help but look at his lips as well. I missed his kiss more than anything. I miss his touch. I miss his laugh. And here he is. Standing in front of me. Inches away from me. I crave his lips... I make a step closer that caught him off guard. His hand moved the hair that fell down from my ponytail and placed it behind my ears. His fingers touched gently my cheeks and I tilted my head, wanting to feel his touch just for a little longer. With his hand he turned my head slowly to the height of his and he bent down, with his lips inches away from mine.
I could almost taste the mint from his lips and I impatiently waited for his lips to connect with mine.

I could finally feel the warmth of his lips against mine and the butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. The familiar taste from his mint gum was something that I always loved but today, it was more needed. Footsteps were heard from behind us and our lips were immediately disconnected. He took my hand and we started running. He took the keys out of his pocket and he opened the door for me to sit at the backseats and he sat next to me. I was confused for a split second, until his lips connected with mine again. He deepen the kiss and his hand was placed on my thigh. He lift me up and sat me on his lap, not breaking the kiss. I leaned in while my hands were playing with his hair. His hand were placed on my back, pushing me closer towards him. I knew he missed me too.
He removed his lips from mine and he started kissing my neck and my collarbone. I was breathing heavily until his lips kissed mine again. I bite his lip and he smiles.

"I miss this."

"You let it go." I replied as I kissed his neck.

"I never did."

"You kissed her... you probably did more than that and you don't even know it." I said slightly removing myself from him but he stopped me.

"Even if I did, it meant nothing to me. You know it." He says in a serious tone.

"It probably meant something. You went out with her many times. You were hugging and laughing... she has already taken my place."

"No. Noone will ever take your place. I want you back Malia. Don't you get it? I want you. Only you. I was lost for a while but every doubt I ever had, now is gone. I know it's you that I want. And I can tell you missed me too."

I stared down at my hands. I removed myself from his lap and sat next to him.

"How did we mess so bad? How did everything change so fast? How did our relationship collapse?" I asked.

His head turned towards me.

"I truly don't know. But, are you willing to build everything up again? Because, I know I am."

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I'm back. More chapters are coming.

Kisses.