Perfectly Wrong | S.M

Thirty - One

Perfectly Wrong | S.M
Chapter: Thirty One
September 17th
Shawn

I rub my eyes as i open them trying to wake myself up more, i turn around laying on my side, all i see is empty space in the bed where Layla normally lays. I grab my phone from the bedside table and look at it, it's eleven thirty am, i rub my eyes and sigh once i realise i didn't get to wish her good luck for her interview.

We went to bed pretty late last night, she was worked up most of the night about her panic attack, not that i blame her, it was scary to watch never mind being the person it was happening to.

I get out of bed and quickly get dress, i put on some black shorts with a black t-shirt, i quickly put on some trainers and grab my stuff. I walk out of the bedroom and close the door behind me, i leave Layla's empty apartment and i get in the elevator to go to the garage.

I get in my car and i call Liam, he doesn't answer so i plug my phone into the aux cord and i play some unreleased music. I begin to drive home.

My music stops and ringer blasts through the speakers of my car, i answer the call.

"You coming to my match tonight?" Liam asks as soon as i answer the phone, i sigh realising i forgot, i stay silent feeling guilty once again. "Shawn?"

"I don't know if i can make it" I mumble, i know he hears me when he's the sighing now. "I'm literally ok my way to my apartment to pack"

"You're missing Layla's birthday?" He questions.

"Yes, which is why you need to make it extra special Liam" I tell him, i become frustrated at the traffic as i stop at the red light.

"I mean I'll try, but she really had her heart set on you being here. She was really excited" He responds, i can hear the disappointment in his voice.

I didn't want to disappoint Liam by upsetting Layla by not being here for her birthday, but most of all i don't want to upset Layla or disappoint her.

I'm torn, do i stay for her birthday and cancel my interview, or do i leave in ten hours and miss her birthday.

Why am i even thinking about this?

"I was stupid to even think about not being there for her birthday, I'll call you in a bit" I say.

"Wait, are you coming to the fight then or what?" He asks and feel guilty for nearly bailing on him.

"Of course, I'm sorry for nearly bailing" I apologise.

"No worries"

I end the call and i quickly call Andrew.

I can't help but feel bad again for cancelling and interview now, Layla likes to claim i've done this loads of times but i really haven't, maybe two or three times. I like being reliable, i like that i don't have a reputation of being always being on time and present, I'm proud of it.

"Shawn you there?" I hear Andrew's voice echo through the car as i snap out of my thoughts.

"Yeah sorry i need to cancel my interview for the nineteenth, so I'll be leaving New York on the twentieth" I explain to him, he sighs in frustration.

"Why do you need to cancel? you were happy to do it on the phone yesterday" He questions. "It's a bit late Shawn"

"It's Layla's birthday on the nineteenth and i didn't think it was a big deal, but it is" I reply.

I park my car in the apartment garage, i take my phone out of the aux and put it up to my ear as i talk to Andrew. I lock my car and walk to the elevator.