FOR THE LOVES THAT WANTED A PART TWO THIS IS FOR YOU
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Hello beautiful people!
This is a part two of the previous imagine, well the one before this was a text message one but, ya know part two to the 'Wrong Number' one. Idk why I was making it so difficult.
Anyway..
I did enjoy this one and, here we go again with a second part that isn't just talking on the phone but rather facetime and there will be a part three where the reader meets Shawn.
So get pumped.
Okay, that's it, bye.
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"I know it was crazy. But you can't tell anyone. Please, please don't tell. I promised Shawn and it would break my heart to see him being called by thousands of fans and knowing it was all my fault." I furrow my eyebrows with the thought of Shawn's phone continuing to ring with countless calls from fans and the way his face would fall with the knowing that I was the cause.
Regret began to sink in. I should've never said anything but I was worried i/f would wonder what number they had given me; clicked on it and found out it was Shawn. So, I had to say something but now I'm freaking out.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything." I sigh a huge sigh of relief as I stop my pacing from my bedroom door to the window and back again. "But, I wish I could message him, you know? It's eating at me knowing I have his number and I could hear his voice and well maybe a part of me is jealous that you spoke to him." I frown in understanding, knowing that I would've felt a sense of jealousy knowing that a friend had spoken to a celebrity that I adored.
"I know. But, I'm sure you'll meet him one day. Just remember I didn't actually see him, I just heard his voice." I try to reason with i/f, a part of my words wanting to make them not reach out to Shawn, for a part of them to know that it wasn't a big deal, no matter the fact it truly was.
"I know, I know. Well, I have to go. My mum just pulled up and she got groceries and she'll start beeping the horn if I don't go help." I nod, even though i/f wouldn't see it; an instinct I guess. A loud honk sounds on their end and I stifle a laugh. "Gotta go, talk later." I say my quick goodbye and they hang up, leaving me without a distraction from my urge to call Shawn.
