gravity ➳ s.m.

twenty-six

Becca's P.O.V.

After we cleaned his kitchen and he insisting me not to, we hosed off in the back.

It's been mostly silent from that almost kiss but I can't be worrying about that now.

I watch as he drenches his half naked body in water. He looks so ches- STOP IT BECCA

I honestly feel nothing towards Matt other than a friendship, but that doesn't mean he can't have a nice body.

I grab the hose from him when I notice him struggle to do his back. I spray his back up and down and wipe the cake batter off with my finger tips. "Thanks" he mutters and I start to do myself and struggle as well.

He snatches the hose from my grasp and rinses the batter out of my by brushing my scalp with his finger tips.

He does the same on my stomach causing me to stiffen from his warm touch.

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After I took a shower I had became tired and I lay down on Matt's bed. "Becca do you want to talk about it?" he asks as he slips he shoes off and I shake my head.

"Are you sure?" he asks and I nod slowly. I actually want to talk about it because I know if I keep it in I will just get bad again.

I lay down slowly as he fiddles with his shoes. After awhile I hear him head to the door and my eyes become shiny "Matt" I call and he stops and turns towards me . "Stay with me?"

"Stay with me?" I beg, and I could sense Shawn's smirk from across the room. "I'd never leave" he promises and lies next to me as I cuddle into his chest for the second time tonight. I then slowly drift off to sleep dreaming off a tall brown eyed and haired boy from Canada.

I begin to tear at the memory "Bec-"he begins "Please" I beg cutting him off letting a tear escape.

He nods slowly before climbing into bed next to me. Since he decides to be difficult and lay on the opposite side of the bed I lean into his chest and let my tears fall, I've been holding them in for far too long.

"I wish it was me" Matt whispers under his breath and before I can ask I drift off into a long painful sleep.

The elderly women moves over to her mirror and stares at her reflection. She starts to tremble and she lifts her hand up to her face and feels her wrinkles. She opens her hand and their lays a golden locket. Her shaking fingers try to open the locket. Once she finally does her eyes are filled with tears.

She lets one slip and I walk over to her and take the locket from her hand. Once I see the two pictures that lie in their I begin to shake. "Shawn!? Matt!?" I ask taking a step back and letting the locket fall from my grasp. I look around room and see pictures of one person. Me!? The lady turns around unexpectedly and looks me dead in the eye. She can see me? "Where are they now?"

I then let out a deep breath and look at my surroundings. I then calm down when I realize I'm in Matt's room . He's here, its okay.

I touch his face just to check and he wakes up, oh shit! "Oh my god, I'm so sorry" I panic "What time is it?" he asks with a yawn.

Oh my god, his morning voice. I glance over at his clock. "9:38 p.m." I answer

"I should get you home" He says standing to his feet and shaking his hair. "Yeah" I murmur and stand up as well.

After grabbing my stuff we get in his car. To pass time I check my twitter even though I promised myself I wouldn't.

"Am I not enough?"

The question set off a bomb inside of me. Because I start breathing heavily and I sink my nails into his leather seats, I then begin to sob. I am a wreck. Matt most notice my sudden emotion because he pulls over.

I cover my face with my hands. "Are you okay?" he asks "I'm sorry" I apologize wiping my tears. "For what?" he asks

"I just really don't need anyone seeing me cry" I say blocking my face but he pulls my hands down.

"If it helps ..... I-I think you look really beautiful when you cry" He stutters and my heart flutters.

I turn to look at him and give him a small smile "Why are you crying?" Matt questions "He asked if he w-was good enough" I snivel and Matt raises an eyebrow.

"I have been asking myself that question the whole time" he still gives me the same blank look

"To me cheating means that you aren't good enough to please that person. That you can't fill the spot in their heart so they look for someone else to" I blubber

"It's like it's my fault" I weep and he shakes his head

"No Shawn doesn't know what big of mistake he made, Becca anyone would be lucky to have you and if not Shawn then, hey that's his loss" He encourages and I flutter at his kind words.

"So it's okay if I'm mad?" I ask and he nods quickly

"In fact you have been taking this to well, you deserve to be mad" He points out and I nod he's right.

Matt starts up the car again. I stop him at a yellow house.

"You do realize I have been to Shawn's house before right?" he asks and I mentally slap myself in the face. Of course he has.

"I need him to know how bad he hurt me. I at least get that right?" I ask and he nods

"Do you want me to come?" he asks and I sigh

"I have to do this" I say confidently and he nods.

"Text me, if you need a ride or something" He says and I nod. I catch him by surprise and give him a hug, which after awhile he gladly accepts.

"Thanks Matt" I thank with a swift kiss on the cheek.

I walk up Shawn's grass as Matt drives away and I hesitate before pounding on the all too familiar door.

The door creaks open and I see his face, my stomach drops at the sight of it. Once he realizes it's me he starts to speak and I go with my first instinct.

"Bec-"he starts but I cut him off and collide my sharp hand with the cool skin on his face. His right cheek immediately turns red and he grabs a hold of his upper right cheek and clenches his jaw.

"YOU SAID I COULD BE GREAT! YOU SAID WE COULD BE GREAT!" I quote his tweet

"YOU SAID YOU WERE'NT ENOUGH!" I scream in his face and he tries to talk but I won't let him.

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT SHAWN! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME? YOU KNOW THAT'S ALL I EVER THINK ABOUT! IF I'M GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!" I bark

"Becca please-" he begins but I slap his cheek one more time, deciding to go with the Haley James classic.

"THAT'S FOR ASHLEY" I spit and slap him again and he winces is pain. My hand is going to hurt after this

"THAT'S FOR ANY OTHER SLUT WHO DARES TO LIKE A LITTLE PRICK LIKE YOU" I snarl and I see the look in his eyes, guilt.

I slap his cheek for the final time and the hardest which causes him to growl in pain and rub his cheek

"And that's for me" I spit sending him the deadliest glare I can mutter before storming off his porch without another word. And in that moment I swore I had no regrets and I could start a new life.

One without Shawn Mendes.

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A/N :

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