They're Like Us [Part 3]

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POV Shawn

I went to the afterparty alone, because Indy went back home to relieve the babysitter. She had to go early, so she couldn't even see the end of the show.

Now I'm only here with Mike and a lot of celebrities. Everyone is talking about Indy's and my performance. I have to admit that it was indeed beautiful. I lost the sense of time when I stood there on stage with her. Every move we made felt so natural. We danced as if we were the only one in the room. I love it when she dances like there's nobody there.

I had to restrain myself from undressing her on stage. The way her ass scoured my body made me almost get a boner on stage. Fortunately I was able to look into her bright eyes often enough and so forget everything around us, including her perfectly round ass. Fuck.

Think of something else, Shawn. 

You are surrounded by people, this is not the time to think of Indy's perfectly shaped body. Shit, I did it again. You can't be serious. Okay, think of your grandmother in a bathing suit, think of tomatoes, think of your grandfather in a bathing suit. I can't suppress a soft chuckle.  My grandfather in a bathing suit would be really hilarious.

My children. Yes, my children. That's something to think about. I'm curious when Indy will come to live with me again. We'll have to discuss that. She told me 'yes' when we were on stage. I was literally the happiest man alive. I can't wait to sing a song for Nathan every night en cuddle Skylar whenever I want.

Shit, now I miss my children. I should've had a boner in public. That's less painful than missing my kids. I flee to the toilet and there I grab my phone to text Indy and ask how the children are doing. I go to Whatsapp and enter her name. She's still in my phone as 'beautiful' with a red heart emoji. That's how I saved her number that day in Ahoy and I never changed it.

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Shawn: Okay so the awardshow ended and I'm at the afterparty now
Shawn: I might leave the party soon
Beautiful❤️: What? No, why would you do that?
Shawn: I don't know...
Beautiful❤️: Shawn you have to stay
Beautiful❤️: You deserve it, you workes so hard and now you need to let out some steam
Shawn: But I miss the children...
Beautiful❤️: They miss you too, but they can survive one more night without daddy
Shawn: Just one night?
Beautiful❤️: I thought I would move back asap 🙄
Shawn: I'd love that
Shawn: Can I sleep at yours tonight? I wanna cuddle you💕
Beautiful❤️: Hmmm okay okayy
Beautiful❤️: The key is under the door matt. I'll probably be asleep by then haha
Beautiful❤️: So have a fun night and enjoy yourself a little❤️
Shawn: Okay honey❤️
Shawn: Fine, but I won't be long!
Beautiful❤️: Yea yea, now go and have fun!❤️ I'll see you soon x
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While smiling I put my phone back in my pocket. She's so wonderful, I can't even describe it. First of all, she can understand why I've kissed Camila, she has forgiven me and she was singing with me on stage while being watched by millions of people. Never before has anyone done so much value to me.

"Shawnie!" Sounds as soon as I come out of the men's toilet door. Please not now. I turn around and see Camila standing there. Is she being serious? Is this really happening?

"You and Indy were amazing on that stage!"  She compliments me cheerfully. She wants to give me a hug, but I reject it. I've never been so cold with anyone, but I really can't believe what she did. "Where were you?" I ask her angry.

"I ... I'm sorry, okay. Something really important came between." She says, turning her eyes to the wall. It looks like she's lying, but I'm not sure. "What?"

"I can't tell you right now. Shall we go inside? We have to pretend that we're dating, remember?" She holds out her hand after she has casually thrown her hair over her shoulder.  I sigh deeply, because I know I have to do this. Otherwise Indy is the pinch of my mistakes. I'm not going to let that happen.

I grab her hand and together we walk to the party. Miley Cyrus approaches me and presses an expensive-looking whiskey glass into my hand. "I'm sorry for not giving you the tequilla I kept in my dress at the grammy's, so take this whiskey as my excuse." She says with her hands folded and a small bow. "Apology accepted." I say when I tap my glass against hers. We both take a sip, but then Camila becomes impatient. She takes my hand and asks if we can go onto the dance floor.

"Where's Indy?" Miley asks curiously, "I loved your performance." I thank her and tell her I will explain it to her later, but I can hardly finish my sentence because I'm already being dragged by my arm. Camila is very strong for such a small lady.

Camila and I dance together, but I find the fat uncomfortable. She dances against me and really behaves as if we are in a relationship. She is holding my hands and touches my chest. I would've preferred to lie in bed with Indy at the moment.

"You've to kiss me." She whispers me in my ear so no one can hear it. I've been struggling with this all evening. I knew it was coming, but I tried to postpone it as long as possible.

I really can't do it to Indy after everything I've done to her. I just can't. Suddenly I feel Camila's both hands on my jaw and then I feel her lips. Because of the shock, I still have my eyes open and I don't kiss her back. I really didn't see this coming.

Then I feel a sharp pain in my hand and I look straight into Camila's eyes. She squeezes my hand on purpose. I close my eyes and kiss her back.

I hope this evening will be over as soon as possible.