𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕒 | 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

Don't forget about me (2)

The crowd was insane and the stage was shaking, just like Shawn liked it.

But tonight, the show was different. She was there - behind him and he couldn't bare to look at her. He couldn't be blamed for assuming that she wanted nothing to do with him but it hurt that after all the time they couldn't spend together, the moment they can - she doesn't want to.

It was almost impossible for Shawn to keep his eyes from darting towards her as he sang the songs that were meant for her and only her. He didn't think that it'd be hard for her but by the looks of it, she was just struggling as nearly as much as he was.

"Mom, Aaliyah? What are you doing here?" Shawn went in for a hug which they happily complied with. Their full attention was on him until Camila appeared from the stairs into the back where the Mendes family stood, "Camz!" Aayliah squealed, wrapping her arms around her and was soon joined by Karen - Shawn's mom. "I have to go do something...I'll see you guys in a bit." Shawn awkwardly scooted away, leaving Camila with his family.

His family adored Camila. It was almost as if she was a daughter of their own. Aaliyah was obsessed with Camila, she called her a sister because practically that's what she was to her. She was there for Aaliyah through everything, her breakup, her other boy problems, her drama - she was there for her.

They talked for a good twenty minutes of how good everyone was doing. Karen and Aaliyah knew about Shawn and Camila's problems - Shawn had told her and Camila knew that by the way Karen spoke about him.

"Mrs Mendes...there's something I need to tell you," Camila always knew that she could go to Karen about anything. No matter if Shawn and her were in a good place or not and more often than not - they were in the most amazing place with each other. Right now was a little different. "You know better than to call me that!" Karen nudged her shoulder, a smiling forming on all three of their faces. "Karen, Aaliyah...I'm pregnant."

Their faces lit up and they were jumping for joy but they had to keep it low in case Shawn had walked by. Karen reassured her that Shawn lost her contact and Camila truly felt like an idiot.

"I should go apologize-" Camila was cut off by an angered Aaliyah and soon joined by a very upset Karen. Camila darted her head towards whoever or whatever they were looking at.

Camila's heart dropped and her head spun. He was kissing another girl - some random girl that she's never seen or ever encountered in her life.

She heard him call out to her and she heard the scoldings he was receiving from both his mom and his sister.

She wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole and never be seen again. It hurt even more that she was carrying his child.

Her room was dark and silent. She had asked for a new room so she wasn't forced to sleep next to the guy she once called her boyfriend. She was doodling in a notebook on her balcony - overlooking Japan. It was beautiful and bright - colourful. Her thoughts were deep and covered in memories of her and Shawn that only made her cry harder.

"Can we talk?" His voice behind her was deep and husky, God knows how he managed to get into her room but that was besides the point at the moment. She quickly dried her tears but yet she still couldn't bring herself to face him but she heard him shuffle next to her on the outdoor chair.

"I'm so fucking sorry, Camila." His voice echoed in her head. "I was angry that you weren't speaking to me but I understand why. You had no idea - I love you. I always will. That kiss with some girl that I don't even know the name of - meant nothing. It's nothing compared to you..." at this point, they were both a sobbing mess and now they were facing each other, hands intertwined. "Everything means nothing if I can't have you," he cheekily quoted one of his songs that he made, specifically for her. She giggled, slightly.

"I'm pregnant, and the baby is yours." She smiled up at him and a look of love and admiration was plastered on his face. He smiled, softly before standing up and cheering. "Damn right the baby is mine!" He yelled, facing the night lights before picking her up and spinning her around.

They both had calmed down from their hectic night and they were laying on her bed, completely wrapped up in each other. "I love you," she whispered, placing a soft kiss to his lips. He hummed when they pulled away, his eyes still closed. "I love you more, but..." he caressed her cheek, giving her a playful grin which only made her smile like an idiot.

"What's your number?"

A/n

There's part two for you! I genuinely thought that this was going to end up being like a 3 part story but I'm glad I managed to put it into two so that I wouldn't have to keep you guys waiting.

Hope you guys enjoyed!

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