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Created my own heartbreak

A/n okay so this one is basically about a "fight" but not really a fight? I don't know. Read!

Shawn is very popular while Camila keeps her decent amount of friends and they're dating. Ariana thinks of a way to test how much he truly cares for Camila, okay? Okay. Enjoyyyyy:)

"Sometimes we create our own heartbreaks through expectation."
-Unknown

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"Okay, okay, I have an idea, guys!" Ariana jumped onto Camila's bed. She captured Taylor, Selena, and Camila's attention, "what?" All 3 teenage girls asked in unison, "what if Camila 'breaks' up with Shawn to see how he reacts?" Ariana squealed waiting for her friend's approval. Which she got, all except for Camila.

"That's a horrible idea," she crossed her arms looking her friends dead in the eyes, "what could go wrong?" Taylor nudged her shoulder, "everything! I'd be breaking up with him and when I tell him I don't mean it, then what?" Camila threw her arms in the air and paced around her room, "Camz, how do you expect to find out if he truly cares for you?" Selena quietly spoke, not wanting to upset one of her best friends, "I-I don't know," there was silence that filled the room until Camila finally broke.

She was desperate at this point. She needed to know if this was real or not. She needed to know that he cared for their relationship and that he'd fight for her just as much as she would for him. "Fine. I'll do it."

Camila's hands were shaking, walking into school with her best friends. Today was the day. She was going to possibly ruin the best thing that's ever happened to her. Her friends didn't let her back down. They scolded her, told her that this needed to happen. She deserved to know.

She saw him. God, was he beautiful. He didn't notice her yet. She was quite upset that he didn't answer her text this morning but she brushed it aside. Here goes nothing.

"Shawn," she spoke firmly, grabbing the tall Canadian's attention. He turned to her with a smile plastered on his face. Oh god, this was going to be harder than she thought. "I-I'm, I'm breaking up with you," she held back the tears, waiting for what he'd say. She was hoping for a sad expression or a begging for her to not go. As bad as it sounds. But instead, his reaction was not what was expected. He shrugged his shoulders and smirked, "Okay," his arms were crossed, raising an eyebrow at her.

That hurt, deeply. Okay? Okay? That's all he had to say to her? Not a 'please don't go' or a 'why?' Okay? "Okay?" She questioned. Don't break down now, Camila. Stay strong, "yeah, bye now," he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked down the hall, laughing with his friends as if their 5 month relationship meant nothing. She wanted to cry but at the same time, she did this to herself. She was relieved but nevertheless upset.

Her friends consoled her in the bathroom before the bell rang. Her head was hung low the whole day and whenever she'd see Shawn, he looked happy. Happier than when he was with her. Was this heartbreak? It's true what they say, sometimes you create your own heartbreak but she never thought it would happen to her. Not with Shawn.

After school, she'd usually be with Shawn by now. But not today and probably not ever again. She instead, sat on her bed, wrapped up in his hoodie and played sad music, crying. She felt like a thousand knives stabbed her. Is this how he felt all along? Did he really not care? Why didn't he do it himself? She had so many questions that would go unanswered.

That's when she received a text, her heart leaped as she saw who's name was on the screen.

Shawn
Can we talk?

She hesitated for a moment. Should she? Could she handle seeing him? It would definitely answer her questions. Oh, what the hell.

Camila
Yeah.

Shawn
Meet me at the park in 10.

Camila
Okay.

She changed. She couldn't be seen in his hoodie. Especially not after she broke up with him. She wore a cropped shirt paired off with grey sweatpants. She couldn't care less about how her face looked.

She saw him at the park, sitting on a bench. A bench where they once used to have picnics on. "Hey," she whispered, not wanting to cry. He looked up at her with a smirk. She wanted to slap it off his face so badly, "hello," his deep husky voice sent shivers down her spine, "talk to me," he mumbled. Camila finally broke. She couldn't keep anything in now, "how could you? I thought you'd care. An 'okay'? That's all I get? I knew that you didn't care for me as much as you said you did. I wanted to prove to my friends that you'd care, t-that you'd f-fight for me! For us! No matter what, even if I broke up with yo-" he cut her off with a kiss.

Her arms wrapped around his neck and she felt all kinds of emotions. They pulled apart and it was now Shawn's turn to speak, "I knew about the plan," he chuckled, slightly, caressing her face.

She was surprised to say the least. He knew? She didn't really care how. "So you would care?" She asked, sounding small. Shawn kissed her head before speaking, "Camila, I don't know what I'd do if you ever broke up with me. I think I'd be lost. I can't live without you. You're my person. Even if you decided that I wasn't the one for you, I'd still wait. I cared yesterday, I care today, and I'll care for the rest of my life because I-I love you," he rested his forehead against hers, stealing a kiss on the lips, "you love me?" Her eyes wide, "of course I love you," he laughed, deeply, "I love you too, Shawn."

He smiled at her before kissing her again. "Babe?" He ran his hands through her hair, "mmm?" "Please don't ever beak up with me again, I knew it was fake but it still hurt like hell," he whispered. "Never."

A/n
Were you expecting that? Probably. I don't know.

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