Complicated

Chapter 95

Maggie's POV:
„Bitch." I grumble. After I calmed down a bit, I head towards the table aswell. She's lying. I know that. At least I think so... What? Of course she's lying!

Shawn wouldn't do that to me. I'm not letting other people destroy our relationship again. I decide to go back, since I'm already too long in the bathroom, trying not to let her words get to me but I somehow get the urge to look at his phone everytime he has it in his hands.

Why does he look onto his phone so often? I sigh, my gaze wandering over to Lynn who is also doing something on her phone, with a slight smirk on her lips. I roll my eyes. She's doing that on purpose.

Shawn starts to talk with his manager again and I just listen hoping this dinner will be over soon. „So what about dessert?" Mr. Johnson suggest, calling for a waiter. How can such a nice person have a Stefanie double as a daughter?

We order and the waiter leaves again, the others continuing with their conversation. Shawn places his hand on my thigh giving me a small smile but I move my thigh away, causing him to look at me questioning.

"Everything alright?" he whispers, leaning a bit towards me. „Yeah." I state, not bothering to look at him. I shouldn't let it out on him that I'm pissed off but this smirk on Lynn's lips and the constant trying to talk to Shawn just gets on my nerves.

He was about to say something as the waiter comes cutting him off. „Enjoy your dessert!" he says and leaves again.

After a while of eating and talking I had enough of being angry. I mean I trust Shawn. I shouldn't just think of him differently when this stupid girl tells me about the „fun" they have had.

I take Shawn's hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. A smile appears on his pink lips as he looks at me, causing me to return the smile but it soon fades as I see him getting text.

Before I could see who it was he grabs his phone which was laying on table and puts it in his pocket. Lynn also puts her phone away winking at me.

I glare at her not knowing what to believe anymore. Why did he put his phone away so fast? Is he really hiding something? Why is everything so confusing?

I pull my hand away, taking a sip from my drink. Suddenly I get a text.
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Shawn: What's wrong hun?
You: Nothing. Why would it be?
Shawn: You're acting weird. Do you want to go home?
You: I am not the one who is acting weird.
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I lock, my phone putting it back into my handbag. Shawn frowns, nudging me lightly with his elbow. I ignore him until he sighs defeatedly, turning his face away from me again.

After a terribly long dinner, we say goodbye to them and head to the car. I walk in front of Shawn just wanting to get home. „Maggie wait. How are you so fast in these shoes?" he says, catching up to me.

"It went pretty good don't you think? I'm so excited for this tour. Maybe I can take you with me for a few cities, if you have time." Shawn says, smiling happily. I nod, returning the smile.

"Why don't you talk to me?" he asks, stopping me by grabbing my arm gently to turn me around. „I'm juts tired." I shrug, starting to walk again but Shawn has his grip on me.

„Hey... don't I get a kiss?" he questions, pulling me closer. I peck his lips and turn around leaving him standing there. I hear him sigh loudly making me chuckle.

It's so fun to mess with him, even though I'm not sure about earlier. Maybe I should look at his phone? But... I can't do that. I mean, I shouldn't...