The next morning we were carrying our bags to the elevator. Cali watches me at the corner of her eye seeing a tear fall from my cheek. This is going to kill me if the guys don't show up. The elevator doors were about to close when a hand stops in between them. The doors pull back, only for the Canadian boy himself standing there.
"I'll let you two be," Cali whispers, carrying her bags out, letting Shawn in. Shawn walks to my side, as Cali left, which I was thankful for but I am sad to finally say goodbye to him.
"Shawn..." I say, not knowing what to say.
"Kat over the three days that I've known you. I have started to like you, like yes you're amazingly beautiful and kind of famous. But I really got to know who you are and I really like that Kat." I was speechless, I didn't know what to say.
"Shawn, I can't say goodbye, I don't want to say it," I finally say. Shawn starts to lean in, resting his forehead on mine. His breath mixing with mine.
"Then we don't have too," he said. He slowly leaned in more, as he lightly placed his lips on mine.
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Everyone knows my sister, Cali Montana and her best friends, Faith Karma, Brooklyn Queens, even Jessica Fly, who dates Harry Styles. The hardcore fans of my sister, which aren't many, they know about me, as well as some other people. But as soon as you release to the public you're dating someone more famous than you, then everyone knows about you, everything little thing about you. Especially if they're a teenage boy heartthrob music artist. Otherwise known as Shawn Mendes, now who wouldn't want to date him? I'm right, aren't I? So that's why we kept our relationship from the public away from people so long. So this is the story of my relationship that nobody knew about until well we thought it was time to come out of course.
I'm sorry I'm bad with descriptions if this is bad.
"Christan why are you always showing up and throwing my boyfriend around? You aren't my brother so you don't get to choose who I date." I snapped as the rain-soaked the white summer dress I had on.
"I do if who your dating isn't me. I've told you before Riley you're mine." He said clenching his bloody fist. "Miles wasn't good enough for you. No one is."
"But you are?" I asked.
"No, I'm far from it. But I can't help but think about you whenever I look at another girl. You're the first thing that's on my mind when I go to sleep and the first thing I see in my head when I wake up. I'm so fucking crazy about you." He said. I let a few tears out.
"What about Taylor? What happened to you not wanting to lose him as a friend?" I asked.
"I was wrong when I denied you. It meant more to me then I thought but I couldn't see that. I already got my ass beat by Taylor when I told him. But I explained to him that I would fix it. I'm in love with you, Riley Brown and I don't want to lose this feeling for nothing." He said.
"You don't get it. You hurt me, Christan. You don't get a second chance to make it up. You don't get to spit this confession and expect me to forgive you. This isn't a sappy love story. I refuse to forgive you." I said.
"Please." He said.
"I gave you everything and you throw it away. What more could I give you?" I asked.
"Just a kiss."
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Riley Brown daughter of a lawyer and a cop. She was a 16-year-old who had a secret. She had a crush on her brother's best friend.
Christan Grey's son of a drunk and a nurse. He was an 18 year old with only one desire. To sleep with his best friend's sister.