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Ariana, Brian, Taylor, and Niall's POV"Move over you heavy piece of crap!" Ariana whisper yelled while forcefully pushing Brian to the side. They were all huddled up in the tiny corridor that was between the kitchen and the living room listening to Shawn and Camila's conversation.
"It's not my fault your not tall. Grow a little and then maybe you'll be able to see!" He retaliates. Ariana gasped.
"Oh will both of you shut up!" Taylor snapped. "Some people are trying to listen here and if you two can't handle standing next to each other, then I will make you learn how to and trust me when I say that it won't be fun."
Ariana gulped and kept quiet in fear of what Taylor could do to them and Brian nodded his head ferociously letting Ariana stand in front of him.
As Camila was 'confronting' Shawn, they noticed something in Shawn's hand. "Is Shawn doing drugs?!" Ariana whispers. "Oh would you shut up! Shawn would never do that. It's just not like him." Brian fires back, whispering the last part for fear that Ariana might be right.
"I just wanted to help get some snacks to bring to them." They heard Camila say while pointing back at them. She grabbed the tray and motioned for him to come back to the living room with her. "I'll be there soon. I just need to do something." At this point we were all really suspicious including Camila but she just nodded and walked back to us.
We were to busy in our own thoughts to realize that Camila had just gotten back to the living room but we were still where we were, in the same positions.
Shawn's POV
Dang I need to be more careful. Ever since that incident with Camila, I've been anxious all the time. I don't know why but I just am. I went to a doctor to get something to ease my anxiety and it actually really helps. But the problem is that there is a dosage.
I'm supposed to take one pill when I'm feeling anxious, maximum two pills if I'm really anxious but I don't take one or two pills. I started to take around five or seven pills at once before I meet up with anyone or talk with anyone so I don't have an anxiety attack or anything.
Nobody knows about these pills or my visit to the doctor or how I take more than my dosage so that's why I freaked out when Camila came in. I'm pretty sure she can tell that something is wrong but she didn't ask anything. That kind of makes me... sad.
I start to walk back to the living room and I can here them whispering, most likely about me. I decided to just sit down somewhere where I can still hear them but they can't see them.
I sat down in the area in between the living room and the kitchen and listened to their conversation.
"What do you think he was doing. I saw a pill container in his hands, we all saw it. I didn't want to believe it when Ariana said it and I was all for what Brian was saying but now it could be possible. Is he doing drugs!?" Niall said.
"Do shut up! Shawn wouldn't do that. If Shawn needed help, he would ask for it instead of going to do drugs. We all know that." Taylor snapped. "Thank you Taylor!" Brian yelped.
I turned my attention to Camila and she looked like she was in deep though. I couldn't help but think about what she could be thinking about. I sighed, opening the capsule and taking three pills. I closed my eyes and just took deep breaths.
Nobody knows how these pills make me feel. I can be so calm and peaceful when I take these and I love that feeling. I would never be able to achieve that feeling by myself. I pulled my knees up to my chest and just sat there, thinking about my life.
I started thinking about my mom and how I missed her. I started thinking about the way my old family was and how we seemed so perfect but we weren't. I thought about Sinu and Sofi and Aaliyah and Dad... and Camila.
I didn't notice I was crying until I felt a small hand on my face. It was warm and soft. I leaned into the persons touch without opening my eyes, taking in the warmth that emites from the hand as I let more tears slip out of my eyes. If I'm being honest, I had no clue why I was crying but it just felt right to cry. I felt like shit and my life was shit and I just needed to escape for a while. Just escape.
Camila's POV
While the other guys were talking I was thinking about Shawn. Was he really holding pills? Why does he have those in the first place?! At that moment a wave of emotions washed over me. Anger, confusion, sympathy, sadness. I realized that Shawn still wasn't back so I stood up to go and look for him.
I was walking to the kitchen thinking he would still be there but then I saw him. He was sitting on the floor, knees to chest while his head was resting on the wall. He was... crying. But he looked so calm and at peace. It scared me. I walked over to him and I guess he still hadn't noticed my presence. I placed my hand on his cheek and wiped away the tear. He released a deep breath and relaxed even more which I didn't even think was possible.
He leaned into my hand still not opening his eyes and just kept crying with that same calm face plastered on him. I rubbed my thumbs over his check continuously while just looking at him. Admiring him.
I remembered the pills that we saw and I saw the same container in his hand. Without moving my hand from his face, I looked down just to where I could see the name. Zoloft. An anti-depressant and anxiety treatment. I sighed as my eyes started to become foggy.
Shawn finally opened his eyes and looked at mine. He looked so... dead inside. So peaceful but so emotionless at the same time. We stared at each other as tears streamed down our faces. I couldn't take it anymore.
I threw my arms around his neck and just hugged him as tight as I could. He lowered his knees so they were completely flat on the ground allowing me to move even closer to him.
I straddled his lap and moved my self as close as possible to him. He reluctantly wrapped his arms around me but soon holding me tight by the waist, shoving his head into the crook of my neck.
I let my fingers get lost in his hair while crying into it at the same time.
It felt nice to just sit there in a comfortable silence. I felt relieved that Shawn let me hug him because he needed a hug. He can't keep his feelings bottled up anymore and he knows that. He's gonna have to tell somebody about this and if he won't talk to me or anyone else then he needs to talk to himself about it.
We finally pulled away but I never got off his lap and his hands never left my waist. He rested his head on my chest and just looked down. I sighed and played with his hair some more and I felt his grip on my waist get tighter.
I missed this...
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AHHHH IM SORRY I WAS GONE FOREVER. I've been having family issues that I'm trying to get resolved but it left me no time to write and publish a new chapter. Thank you to all the people that have voted for this book. I really wish I had more time to update this book but I need to deal with my health and my life first. Thank you guys and I will keep you guys posted on when the new chapter will come out!
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