FEELS •shawn mendes•

feels •shawn mendes• ch. 23

I start the car and drive away. As I drive, I think to myself and realize how deep into this mess I've gotten. I realize my relationship with my friends is ruined, at least for the most part.

Pretty soon tears start to fall and I have to pull over to the side of the road. I put my head down on the steering wheel and just cry.

I finally pull myself together and remember what shawn said about looking in his drawer.

Wiping my tears away, I start driving to his house, and when I knock on the door a girl about my age answers.

"Who are you?" She asks, and I look at her, confused.

"I'm Aubrey, who are you?"

"I'm Miranda...where's shawn?"

"He's flying to California...uh...what exactly are you doing in their house?"

"I was here trying to surprise him. We used to date. I'm back here for a week. But you said he's in California? How do you know that?"

My heart stings a little. "I just dropped him off at the airport. I'm...im his girlfriend."

"Oh. Oh my god! I'm so so sorry, you must hate me already."

"No!" I try to smile at her. "I would never! You seem sweet. Anyways, I'm just here to get something he told me to come get and then I'll be out of your way."

I hear a voice in the kitchen as Miranda lets me inside, and then Karen is rushing towards me with open arms.

"Are you doing okay, Aubrey?" She asks, "I know shawn told us that you're sad about him leaving."

"I'll be okay." I tell her, "he told me he had something for me. In one of the drawers in his bedroom. Is it okay if I go get it?"

Miranda makes a noise from behind me, and I turn around to see what's wrong.

"That's so cute!" She says.

I nod, and I can't decide if I like her or not.

Something's off. But I don't know what.

"I have to go soon, but I'll just pop upstairs and go get it."

I walk up the stairs and push open the door to shawns room. It looks messier than when we left, but I ignore it and go to his dresser.

My heart starts to beat a bit faster as I think about what could possibly be in there.

I open the drawer and my eyes well up with tears.

There's nothing there.

I frantically open the other drawers, but it's not there either.

He wouldn't lie. I know it.

I stand up and look at the bed, and my eyes fall on a notebook. It's open.

I close it quickly because I don't want to ruin the surprise.

Aubrey.

That's all it says on the front.

Just my name, nothing else.

I'm still confused as to who opened it, but then I remember.

Miranda. The weird noise she made. That's why she did that. She opened it.

I walk back downstairs calmly, and I walk right up to her even though Karen is right there.

"Could you not open other people's things?" I ask her nicely, and she turns to me with a scared look in her eyes.