That night of ours

Chapter 4

~~~~kindly put your playlist ~~~~~~
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I woke up on Shawn's voice calling my name. "What?!" I said in a sleepy way. I sat on the bed. My black hair turned into a nest on the top of my head. "Nothing I was just waking you up because we are already in Barcelona." He said as he put on his T-shirt. It was a dark blue that showed his muscular body perfectly. I caught myself staring so I looked away. I got out of bed with a lot of effort. He was brushing his hair. It was super curly and cute. Fuck! Can I please stop staring?! I went to the bathroom. I locked the door and got into the shower. As I let water fall on my body "I finished the hot water!" I heard him say. A kinda of an electric shock went through my body. That stupid jerk! I had a fast shower because I never liked cold water. I wore pairs of ripped black jeans with a pink top that made my stomach show when ever my arms go up. I tied my hair into a ponytail. I grabbed my superstars. I sat on the bed to get them on. He was sitting on his bed as well. His eyes looking straight into his phone. "I am ready, Jackass!" I said as I stood up. He didn't even look at me. I walked to his bed. I sat next to him. He was reading fans tweets. There was one saying "Shawnnyyyy the best of them all! Come to London plzzzzz!❤️🙏". God! Those girls are obsessed. I wonder how many girls wished to have my job. He looked at me. Our arms were touching. My arm was almost half his. "Hey." He said flirting. I stood up then he grabbed my arm and pulled me down so I fell on the bed next to him. He got up from the bed. He smirked at me then left the room. Jackass! A real jackass!

I got out of the bus. He was standing with those other dicks from yesterday. Nash and Cameron. "Oh look it is the hot assistant again!" Cameron said. I was standing next to shawn in front of us Cameron and Nash. "Oh look it is the Asshole again!" I said trying to sound as confident as I could. Shawn smirked and Nash too. Cameron stood there angrily. "Ha ha ha. Very funny, hot assistant!" Cameron said. Shawn looked mad. He kept closing his hands into fists. "Yea! Everyone says that I am funny asshole, right Shawn?" I asked smirking. He looked at me a smiled. His perfect white teeth showed as he smiled. "Oooo! Shawn are you fucking your assistant?!" Cameron said laughing. I walked up to Cameron and slapped his shitty face. "You can go fuck yourself , asshole!" I said and walked away angrily. Is that what Shawn is trying to proof to them that he can fuck me and I won't mind it? Jackasses!

I was laying on my bed. My superstars were on the floor. My hair was lose. It was almost evening. I was looking at some pictures from when we were one family. My family. Now every person lives on his own. Even me. I hated it. But I couldn't stay with two parents all they do is fight. When they asked me what do I think about the divorce. I said yes without even thinking. I knew this would happen at some point. I was then at the ends of my senior year. I didn't choose I just traveled to New York and entered Harvard College. They kept trying to get in touch with me but I didn't want to. It has been 5 years. 5 freaking years I haven't seen my mother or my father. Miss Bakers took care of me until I found a job and bought the apartment that was on the top of hers. She has two kids. A girl who is Samantha that is married and got twins a girl and a boy. The other is Selena. She is engaged. She is getting married next month. Miss Bakers wanted me there but I can't. Selena was like my sister. Samantha treated me like a daughter. I loved both of them so much. Miss Bakers is a widow form 8 years. She lost her husband in the war. "Love comes and goes, dear. But real love only dies." She used to always tell me. I have had a boyfriend in college. His name was Justin. He was super helpful. But, he got sick. It was cancer. I was with him in his last days. He died 2 years ago. I was so sad. No matter what a part of me will always belong to Justin. The door suddenly went open. It was him. Shawn was standing there at the door way. I was still mad from what happened in the morning. "We're going to pick the stage tomorrow. Tomorrow night is the concert. You have to be with me." He said sounding bossy. I rolled my eyes and looked back at my phone. He grabbed the phone from my hands. Justin's picture with me was on. It was on the forth of June 2016. It was his birthday. We went to Florida that day and had fun on the beach. He looked at the picture kinda confused. "Privacy, please!" I said angrily as I took the phone from him. "Who is he? Your boyfriend?" He asked. "None of your fucking business, okay?!" I shouted. I slept on the bed making my back to his face. I could hear his foot steps to his bed. God damn it! I hope those 6 months go fast. Cause they will be the worst!