Regrets

33

After a few hours, we land in Canada. Half way to there I fell asleep , mostly because I didn't get much sleep last night.

"Since you and Chloe aren't together but haven't officially taken a divorce , you two shouldn't be going around without Art since most people will accuse you of cheating. But if you are with Art , then people will understand that you are spending some quality time together" Andrew says as we get out of the car and pull our luggage out off the boot of the car

"Yeah that's okay" I say and Shawn slightly nods at what Andrew told us

"Good. So I'm going back to my hotel. See you tomorrow" Andrew says , getting into his car and driving down the busy street

We get into Shawn's apartment and the place seems different ; nothing like I remember it. But it's actually cool and cozy.

I sit down on the sofa , exhausted as Art starts roaming around the house. He is pretty excited. And Shawn as well. I can tell that.

After putting the luggage in place , Shawn eventually comes and takes a sit next to me and a few moments later , Art joins us , taking a sit between Shawn and I and resting his head on my stomach

And then it hits me ; I still haven't texted or called my dad. I know that dad will give a speech as soon as I call him. Shit

"I'm just going to call my dad. Be right back" I say , as Shawn picks up Art and nods.

I walk to the balcony and gasp at the sight of the breathtaking view from here. Damn, this is beautiful. I pull my phone out and scroll down my contacts. I hit dial when I find my dad's number and wait for him to pick it up.

The voicemail message comes on. I roll my eyes in frustration as he always picks up the phone. I decide to leave a voicemail, telling him that I'm with Shawn. I just have to wait for him to call me back.

I get back in inside, finding Shawn playing with Art, their laughters filling the room. And that makes me happy.

My phone starts buzzing and I know it's my dad. I looks at the screen to see that he texted me. I don't know if I'm surprised that my dad texted me instead of calling or just because he actually knows to properly send a message to someone.

I send a reply , before shoving my phone in my back pocket and walk into the living room. One of those Disney movies is playing on the TV and Shawn looks as into that animation movie as Art

After what seems a marathon of Disney movies , Art falls asleep. Shawn picks him up and walks into his room and a few moments later he comes back

"He is sleeping in my bed. And I had almost forgotten how good Disney movies are" Shawn says, sitting next to me

"They are okay" I say, shrugging my shoulders

There's a comfortable silence in the room. Though, the tension is in the air. Shawn seems to be trying to tell me something, yet not finding the words

"What's wrong?" I ask Shawn

"Nothing"

"I know you're lying"

"It's just. Fuck. It's just that I feel bad for kissing you the other night. I know it was passionate and all the shit but deep down I feel like I still love Chloe. And kissing you made me feel a certain way , the way it did when we used to date. But I just can't explain this" Shawn says and I try to look like I'm not hurt

"It's okay. I mean, I totally get it. Don't worry" I say , putting on a smile , which I hope it doesn't look fake , on my face

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I'm back from my vacation and I wrote this chapter real quick that's why is kind of sucks