Damage Control (Shawn Mendes)

Just Google It

"You and Shawn, are going to be fake-dating."

"What?!" My eyes widened. "No, I'm not doing that!!"

"It's already been decided, Jasmine." My manger shot me a glare, which I copied and gave it right back.

"That's not right!" I argued. "Why me?! Can't you pick some other girl?! We've never even met until today!"

"Sorry, Jasmine, it's not up for discussion." Karly said. "We'll leave you two, to talk it out. Get to know each other. You'll be going out later today, so the paps can see you."

And with that, they'll all left the room; leaving me in disbelief.

I turned back to Shawn, who had the same expression throughout the whole encounter; boredom.

"And you? You're just okay with this?!" I threw my hands up in disbelief.

"I've already fought it, and there's no getting out of it." He shrugged, sitting back in his chair.

I sighed in annoyance, running my fingers through my curly brown hair.

"So what did you do?" I asked him.

"Just google it." He responded in a bored tone. "I'm not one to repeat myself."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. My Latin temper was starting to rise, and it wasn't going to be pretty.

I opened my eyes again, and was graced again with brown eyes staring at me intently. But instead of wearing a look of boredom, he had an amused smirk.

"What?"

"This might be fun." He bit his lip.

I said nothing as I pushed myself away from the chair. I made my way out without a single glance behind me.

"Oh, come on." I felt someone grab my arm and pull me around. "Don't be like that, babe."

He pushed me against a wall, both of his hands on either side of my face; completely trapping me in.

"We could have fun." He whispered in my ear.

I rolled my eyes, and balled my fists so tight, I was pretty sure they were white.

"Look babe," I mocked. "I'm not a toy you can play with. Go find yourself a nice little slut, and stop bugging me." I pushed him away from me with force -surprising him- as he staggered backwards.

I needed to find, Karly, immediately. I couldn't do this. I'd probably end up killing the guy.