Her Bully (S.M.)

Chapter 15

A/n: you thought Shawn & Carter were so perfect😏 think again my loves. So there's a special quest in this chapter and threw out the whole story. :) guess who? He's my crush and his name is Sean McCauley. 😘 that's him in the pic above 😍👏 Go check out my story to him, that he made me write 😐 < that's our fave emoji. Go check it out. 😘 we came up with the Title together it's Called "Shipping Seanarter" ☺️ (it's out ship name) 🙊

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*Carters Pov*
🎶 When your legs don't work like they used to and I can't sweep you off of your feet will your mouth still remember the taste of my love will your eyes still smile from your cheeks.. 🎶
I sing "Thinking Out Loud" by Ed Sheeran, on the car drive to school. Kian sitting in the passenger seat and I driving us both to school. "You know you have grandmothers voice, beautiful." He tells me. I smile. "Really?" He sighs, "Sure do." I take a turn and stop at the Stop sign. I was determined to tell Kian about what had happened last night but than Shawn's words popped into my head. I hesitate and drive. Would it be the right thing to do.. Or possibly to dangerous? I can't do it, I just can't. I park In a empty parking spot and turn the car off opening the car door and getting out. I become scared, I have so many classes with Shawn, what am I supposed to do? Do I ditch? Or do I deal with the fact that my boyfriend is a complete Sysco path? I choose the second choice, because that's how stupid I am. I grab my pink Nike back pack, closing the door behind me. Kian runs off with his friends and walk towards the front door.

*SEANS POV*

I was just about to walk into the new school doors when I crash into another student causing me to fall to the ground knocking my books to the ground. "Oh my god, I'm so, so sorry." The mysterious girl says picking my books up that had been thrown to the floor. She straightens them and hands them to me. "Thanks." I say. "No problem," she smiles, "I'm Carter, and you are?" She asks holding out a helping hand. I grab hers and pull myself up. "I'm Sean." I say.
Possibly a new friend?

*carters pov*
School hasn't even started and I'm crashing into people. But this could be a good thing. He's really cute. And seems nice. But what happened last time I thought that same exact thing? Not saying any names.. *cough* Shawn *cough* oops. "Well nice to meet you, Sean." I smile and he returns one as well. "You too." He says going for the main doors. Hmm should I make a new friend? Or no.. Well I think yes. "Wait." I say. He turns back around asking me what I needed. "Uh..um." He gives me a confused look. Face palm, embarrassing. "I mean what class are you going to." Phew. He smiles and says. "English." Same. "Same, want to walk with me?" I ask with innocent eyes. He nods and we walk to class. I make sure Shawn isn't around. But just my luck, he is. "Hey Carter," he walks toward me and Sean, "who's this?" He says a little angry. I laugh awkwardly, "My friend.." I act cool. Shawn throws a arm around my shoulder making me feel uncomfortable. He laughs, "oh how lovely, but I was supposed to tell you, Mrs.Martin wants you in the main office." He says. Before I could tell Sean goodbye, Shawn drags me with him. I struggle out of his grip. "What was that for." He pulls me behind the corner. "I don't want you to hang out with him anymore." Excuse you, last time I checked you weren't my father! I stand up straight sticking my chin out. "Shawn, you're not the boss of me. I don't care what you say, I'm not your toy," I place a hand on my hip, "we're over." I smirk and turn to walk away. Shawn grabs my arm slamming me against the wall, he pins me there, "I say when we're over" He backs up and slams his hand hard against my cheek. I Hold my burning cheek. "If I catch you with him again," he punches the wall, leaving a hole, "I will take care of him myself." He laughs and walks away. I could already tell there was gonna be a huge bruise across my cheek. I moan in pain, still holding my cheek. At That moment I had a idea, a idea so good not even myself would have seen it coming. Here's how it goes.
1. I'd wait till lunch.