road trips, and akward silenced confessions.

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(Fast forward to a few weeks after Shawn has left Sky still doesn't knows that Caylah slept with Shawn, the house has decided a camping trip is in order)

(Sky pov)

Caylah and Matt were cuddling in the seat behind me in the van, I was by myself, and Nash was riding passenger, and Cam was driving. It was getting very awkwardly silent, so I leaned forward and turned on the radio Shawn was on giving a interview, the interviewer asked him "So Shawn is there any special lady back home?" Nash turned in his seat and winked at me. "Um yeah, there is." Shawn responded. I smirked, aw he's so cute I thought to myself. "Oh really what's her name?" The interview questioned him. It seemed as if Shawn hesitated "um, well, I am not sure if she wants us to go public but I am not ashamed and I'm ready for the hate I'm going to retrieve her name is Caylah, she is beautiful and she makes my heart happy" Shawn says, I could feel my heart crush into tiny pieces. The car became silent. And the radio shut off. No body spoke. And tears fell from my eyes I turned forward and wiped then away hoping that nobody noticed. "Cam pull off at the next exit" I mumble with a crack in my voice. "Sure thing" Cam says pulling off to the right, we stop at the rest stop, I flung open the door and jumped out, and bolted toward the rest stop doors. I could hear running feet behind me. I stopped in my place but didn't turn around. I knew they all had followed. I turned toward Caylah with tear filled eyes. I couldn't even choke out a coherent word, but by the look on her face I already knew I didnt want to know what had happen the day they were alone together. "Let me explain" she said I couldn't even calm myself "let you explain, let you explain why my Shawn says your the girl back home? Why you make his heart happy? Let you explain that you're a whore? Well be my guest but I don't wanna hear it." I say push her out of my way and walking back to the van. Nash followed me "Sky you should talk her" he says climbing into the seat next to me. "I don't have time to talk to stupid cunts." I say as if it blew off my tongue. I put my head phones in and waited for the rest of the van to fill Caylah climbed to the back and Matt sat up front with Cam. Cam got back onto the high way and headed toward our destination. We drove for about 5hours when Caylah tried to speak to me she leaned forward and tapped my shoulder I glanced back "what are you listening to?" She asked I looked back forward as if someone wasn't even there and turned up my music as loud as I could. We drove for a few more hours tell Matt had to pee, we stopped in the mountains, I got out of the van to stretch my legs I still had my music blasting. I walked to the edge of the mountain to look over as I hit skip my phone binged with a text from Shawn..I hesitate but open it anyway.

Lovely<3: Can we talk?

Before I even got a chance to reply his FaceTime ring tone started to play. I flicked the answer tab and the call opened to a smiling Austin. "why are you calling me from Shawn's FaceTime?" I asked with a confused look on my face. "Because I knew you would be more willing to answer if it was him" Austin replied. "Well what do you want?" I ask in an annoyed tone "I need you to film my tour for me" I look at him with a blank expression. "Okay I will" I respond, the hang up. I walked over to Caylah and sat next to her on the bench "I was listening to Jack and jack sing" I say like nothing happen between us. She looked over at me and smiled then sang "I don't give a damn" I smiled back. "I'm sorry I blew up on you" I apologized "I'm sorry I slept with Shawn" she apologizes back. "It's okay, I'll get over it, do you still want to help me with my YouTube stuff?" I ask, she smiles "do you still want me too?" "Yeah, I could use your help, I have to help a friend with some video logging would you be interested on going?" I ask she nods and we stand up and hug then head back to the Van to tell the guys we made up.

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