Perfectly Wrong | S.M

Twenty - Four

Perfectly Wrong | S.M
Chapter: Twenty Four
Shawn

I lay on the couch in my dress room, i check my phone and i drop it on the floor seeing there is no messages from Layla, i frown slightly.

"Shawn" Andrew trails off, i look up at him as he has just entered. "You can't keep moping around after her all the time" He tells me.

"She called me dude earlier, dude" I scoff, i sit up and i rub my eyes trying to wake myself up more, since I've been so exhausted.

"I can't listen to this anymore" He rolls his eyes. "You're back in New York in ten days, I'm sure you'll be fine" He says, i can hear that he's growing frustrated with me by the tone of his voice.

"I guess so" I sigh.

"Anna is in town, i saw pap pictures of her from today arriving" He informs me, i nod my head not really caring. "Call her and hangout with her" She yells at me.

Calling her couldn't hurt, we used to be so close. We were friends, we kinda start out as just sleeping with each other but when i went back to Toronto i only wanted Layla. So i would only speak to her as friends not when i wanted to fuck or nudes.

"Fine" I mumble, i grab my phone from the floor and i find her contact. "Leave" I chuckle looking at Andrew, he leaves laughing.

I dial the number and it rings for a few seconds.

"Shawn" Anna screeches through the phone, i chuckle at her response.

"We're in the same city at the same time" I say with a smirk written all over my face. "Want to meet up?" I ask her.

"Sure, meet me at my hotel in like an hour, I'll text you where I'm staying" She tells me, i get up and grab my hoodie. "We could go for a walk, it's kinda late so we should be fine" She suggests.

"Yeah, sounds great" I smile, i end the call and put my hoodie on.

I couldn't help but feel slightly guilty, i know that somehow Layla was going to find out about this, not that I'm doing anything wrong but i know how she thinks. While i change into a pair of jeans i can't help but think what is she doing right now, am i on her mind like she's constantly on mine? Looking at her snapchat and Instagram she's living her best life and I'm sat around waiting for her.

I walk out of my dressing room.

"Andrew said you're meeting up with Anna, i thought we were all going to the bar?" Geoff asks, a smirk forms on my lips and he laughs at me. "Shawn is getting laid tonight" He laughs.

"We're just friends" I shake my head at him, he smirks at me again.

"Friends that sleep with each other often" He teases me, i roll my eyes and he laughs at me again.

"We haven't slept together in a year, now would you back off?" I roll my eyes jokingly.

"I'm kidding man" He nudges me, i slip my phone into my pocket. "Have a good night" He smiles at me, i smile back.

"I'll see you later" I say and he nods his head at me.

My bodyguard waits for me and we walk out the back entrance together i get in the car that Andrew booked for me, my bodyguard shuts the door and i inform the driver on where I'm going.

Once i look down at what hotel she sent me, i couldn't help but smirk at the fact that we're staying at the same hotel.

The drive there was pretty long, there was a lot of traffic tonight and i decided to call Layla to pass time, it couldn't hurt. I ring her number and just as it's about to cut off she answers.