Shawn's POV
"I'm sorry... But what?"
"I know you know what I'm saying, Caleb. I want to fake my death or fake an injury for awhile. I need time alone from the fame." My response was enough to send obvious chills down Teagan's spine. I put my hand on the small of her back to comfort her.
"Well there are many ways you can do this," he pauses, "You can actually kill yourself. Or injure yourself. Or you can have me talk to your management: your pick. You can't fake your death because there's no way to 'bring you back to life' when you decide it's time to go back to your career. We can say you broke your leg? Or we can even say you have a mental disorder."
I hate this guy. Caleb turns to face Teagan. She smiles shortly before looking at the ground. She's so beautiful, and by the way Caleb was looking at her, he saw her gorgeousness too. My protective, free hand snakes into hers and intertwines our fingers.
Back off buddy she's mine.
"So Teagan, you and Shawn are dating?"
She nods but doesn't meet my eyes when my grip tightens on her hand.
"You and Shawn are sort of an odd couple aren't you? I mean Shawn is this goody- goody and you... Well you're more of a rebel aren't you?"
She doesn't answer. It's her turn to tighten the grip of our hands before focusing on the floor boards.
"It's none of your business, Caleb. She won't be hanging out with you so what do you care?" My tone was rude: it was meant to be.
"Shawn, you can't boss me around. Caleb seems... Nice." I drop her hand and give her a shocked look. Her and Caleb? No... I can't let them talk more. He's a bullshit liar!
"Babe, we'll continue this later. Caleb if you could talk to my management that would be great. Tell them I injured my leg and explain the situation." I stride for the door tugging Teagan close behind. She gives a shy smile to Caleb before we walk out the door.
"What the HELL was that?!" I snap.
"Shawn you're not my mother. My mother is back in New York." She crosses her arms across her chest.
"You don't seriously want to hang out with THAT thing do you?! He'd hurt you! Physically!" God Teagan listen to me...
"I will hang out with whomever I want to, Mendes! It's not your say on who my friends are! Besides, he's going to help you!"
She's practically fuming by this point to which I let out a heavy sigh and start to walk away. With that she turns on her heel and walks back to the door to meet her new friend and leaves me in the dust of her words.
"Teagan please come back." I call. She ignores my attempt.
She knocks on the door, turns her head one last time to look at me in almost tears, then walks into the house with Caleb trailing behind her.
A/N
Caleb is an ASSHOLE!!!! What do you guys think? What do you think will happen next?

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