I Trusted You *

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Shawn was acting weird, and weirder than usual.

He was jumpy, avoided you at certain times, would never pick up his phone whenever he said he was at the studio. Something was up.

You were supposed to watch Endgame with him today, so here you were at the Cinema, waiting for his sorry to show up, almost an hour late.

"Shawn, you've sent me to voicemail a dozen times, where the hell are you? If I did purchase the tickets that you told me to take, the movie would've been over by now! And here I thought i was late-" Your rant was cut off by the beeping of the voicemail.

Fuck it, you were going home. He can watch it with Brian.

You started driving home, debating on whether or not you should call Connor and ask him if Shawn was with him, but decided against it. If he wanted to talk to you, he had to look for you himself and actually put in effort.

You parked in front of your condo, and trudged up the stairs and opened the door to be greeted with silence and darkness.
Yep, this was home now.

You threw your jacket and purse behind the couch and walked to the kitchen, wanting to fix a cup of tea, hoping it would help your nerves from bursting.

"-yeah if you could go meet up with Y/N at the theatre and tell her that I'm really sorry for not showing up. Yeah, tell her I'm working or something, don't want her to suspect anything." You heard him, loud and clear.

You'd think he'd check to see if your car was parked outside, you'd think he'd know that you weren't gonna wait for him for an hour and a half, you'd think that he thought that you were going to find out about whatever he was hiding. He obviously underestimated you.

"What do you mean she's not there?" He asked, you took that as your cue to go back inside the kitchen and go back to making tea, putting headphones in, pretending you didn't hear a thing.

"I'm positive I gave you the right adr- hey Connor, I'll call you back okay." You felt his footsteps approach you, and you began swinging your hips to the beat

He placed both hands on your waist, and you turned around pulling one of your headphones out, and your face turned from fake-confused to anger, which made his brows furrow.

"Hey baby, missed you today."

"Mhmm, sure you did." You said, grabbing your mug and walking to the couch

"I just came back from the theatre, you weren't there." You had to stop yourself from scoffing, and just played along.

"Got tired of waiting, waisted an hour of my time."

"Baby, I'm sorry. We can go back and watch it right now, know you've been waiting since Infinity War to watch it."

"Don't bother. I could always wait until it's available online."

"Y/N-"

"I left you multiple texts and voicemails, Shawn. And you were the one that suggested going to see this with me, I was gonna go with Luke to see it until you offered. And I was surprisingly surprised when you crushed all the high hopes i had of you showing up, I mean you're never here, are you?"

"Who the fuck is Luke?"

"Seriously? Out of all that, you only got the Luke part? He's a friend from Uni. Talked to you about him about how he helped me pass- you know what? You didn't listen then, what makes me so sure you will now? Might as well save my breath." You said, finally getting off the couch, walking to your bedroom.

"Baby, I'm really sorry-"

"Goodnight, Shawn."

"You're seriously going to bed now? It's 10PM!"

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