That night of ours

Chapter 6

~~~~~kindly put your playlist ~~~~~~~~
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The concert is done. We leave Barcelona tonight. I haven't seen Cameron since Shawn punched him. Shawn has something called M&G (meet and greet). I have to be there too. It is when he meets his fans. They take a picture together and they have a signature. Shawn is standing in a place that has the tour icon. I was standing at the place where fans come in from. My job was to check if they have the vip ticket that allow them in here. I looked at Shawn. There was a girl like my age. She hugged him tightly. She kissed his cheeks. He was smiling and laughing. He even lifted her up. Those girls  like him so much. "Hey! Come on! I wanna see him!" A fan shouted at me. What the fuck? She can't! "You're already seeing him." I said in a cold way. "Well! It is not your business! So, just do your fucking job!" She shouted harder. Oh hell no! I went to the girl before her and checked her ticket. I felt a hand grab my shoulder hard pushing me to the back. It was that fan. Her hair was made into an afro style. It was brown. She had that chocolate colored skin. She was wearing shorts and a pink bikini top. "You're trying to fuck with me?!" She shouted. My shoulder hurts like shit. Shawn came to us. As she saw him she hugged him tightly. He was looking at me as she hugged him. I put my hand on my shoulder in pain. "Who is this Shawn? She is super rude!" She said sounding innocent. "What is happening here?" Mr Andrew came from the door. "This girl here is super rude. She skipped my turn!" She said sounding sad. Bitch. "Leave, Miss Charles. I will have a long talk with you later." He said and believe me he sounded a bit scary. As I left looking at shawn for help but all he did was walk with her apologizing. Whatever.

I stayed in the room on my bed my shoes were off. My hair lose. I heard Mr Andrews voice call me from out of the room. I got up and went to him. "Miss Charles! What the fuck was that?!" He shouted at me. Like he was my father. I wasn't that mad that Shawn saw it all and didn't even talk I was mad because I got hit and now I am being shouted at. Is this for real? "Sir, She.." " I don't care what she did! You have to treat those people good! Do you want us to lose our jobs?! If this ever happened again, I will be dealing with asking you to leave! Understand?" He shouted harder this time. I could feel the tears in my eyes. I nodded slowly and left. I entered the room and slammed the door behind me. I threw myself on the bed crying. I cried for everything. For my parents divorcing, for Justin's death, for accepting this job and for myself. For all I did to myself. I cried like I have never did before. It was filled with pain and hurting. He entered as I cried. I hid my face with the covers. I could feel that he sat on the bed. He slowly removed the covers. He took my face between his hands. "What?" He said as I pushed his hands away. "Stay away from me!" I cried. "What did I do wrong?" He asked as he got closer to me. I will say it all now. I couldn't hold it anymore. "What did you do wrong?! You're ruining stuff more! They're already ruined. You saw it all and you didn't say a fucking word! You saw the way she pushed me! You let Andrew shout at me! You let her shout at me! But then you save me for getting raped from your best friend! Why?! Why, Shawn?! This is enough! I am done! I am leaving tomorrow!" I shouted at him like I have never did to anyone before him. It was more like sobbing. It hurts! A lot! He was silent. He got up and went to his bed. I cried myself to sleep that night.

"What are you doing, Miss Charles?" Mr Andrew said. "I Quit ." I said. I was holding my backpack and my other bag. "But, we are in Madrid! It is a long way from New York!" He said. I didn't care. I just wanted to leave. "If it is because of what I did yesterday. I am sorry. I really need you in this job, please." He said. It almost sounded like begging. Shawn came out of the room. He was shirtless with his black jeans. His hair messy and his eyes are sleepy. He looked shocked when he saw my bags. "Sir.." "What is this?" Shawn said as he came to us. "Miss Charles wants to leave." Mr Andrew said in disappointment. "Why? You can't leave. I won't let you." Shawn said strictly. "What the hell? I am leaving!" I said angrily. "End of discussion! Come on we have stuff to do!" He said as he went back into the room. He stopped at the doorstep. "You won't have any hot water if you just stood there. You know me." He said smirking as he entered the room. I smiled. I wanted to wipe it up but I couldn't. I took my bags back inside. Wondering why did I listen to Shawn.