The Inner Notes

Chapter 7

Andrea is throwing a party tonight, & as her friend I'm supposed to go. Everyone in the school was going to be there, including Shawn.

I arrived at the Party, & things were already chaotic. Toilet paper was spread all over her front yard, & people were throwing up in her Mom's rose bushes.

I made my way inside, & started to look for Andrea, but someone grabbed my arm.

It was Shawn.

"Hey, can we talk?" He yelled, over the loud music. I nodded, & we walked upstairs into Andrea's bedroom.

"Look, I overreacted about the whole Taylor situation. It was in your past, & it was none of my business." I shook my head. "No, I shouldn't have lied to you. The whole time you were just being yourself, & I was being an idiot." Shawn smiled, & put out his hand. "So, we forgive each other?" I nodded, & placed my hand in his. We went downstairs, & had some drinks. While we were in the kitchen, drunk Andrea stumbled in. "I see you two found each other. My bedroom is free, why don't you two go up there and, you know." she slurred. Shawn nodded, & pulled me upstairs, once again.

"Shawn, I'm not comfortable with this." Shawn ignored me, & started kissing my neck. I sat up. "Look, you've probably done this with so many girls before. I don't wanna be one of those girls." Shawn shook his head. "I really like you, Sam." I sighed. "Yeah, I get that. But I'm not ready to do this with you." Shawn started kissing me, & wouldn't stop until I pushed him off. "Just stop, okay? I said no!" I snapped, running out of the room.

Shawn followed me. "Sam, wait!" he shouted. I walked to my car, & turned around when I heard Shawn coming after me.

"You're exactly who I thought you were!" I snapped. "You only care about sex."

Shawn shook his head. "I like you & you know that!" he replied.

"I heard you talking to Taylor before we went upstairs. You said that you didn't know if things would work between us, but you'd see after we had sex." Shawn threw his hands in the air. "What's it going to take for you to see that I truly care about you? You're different, Sam. You're different from any other that I've talked too. You care about others more than yourself, & I've never met someone who cares so much about their grades. Every other girl is so into spending hours doing their makeup & their nails. But you, you're into Poetry & story writing & things that are actually interesting." he took a breath.

"I've never liked someone like you, Sam. You make me a better person. When I'm with you, I feel so much better. Now believe me when I say I love you.

I love you, Sam."