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Pen Your Pride

Chapter Sixty Four

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Amelia's POV:

As Shawn and i were leaving, I got a text.

Unknown: watch your back Amelia. I know everything about you and Shawn.

"Is everything okay?" Shawn asked.

I guess I had a worried look on my face.

"Oh um yeah. Just the wrong number." I said faking a smile.

Shawn and I just decided to go back to the hotel.

I pulled my hair up in a messy bun and took off all of my makeup. Then I changed into comfy clothes, and Shawn put on sweats and left his shirt off.

We laid down next to each other on the bed and cuddled up to each other.

As we were laying there, I got another text.

Unknown: I'm always watching ;)

And attached to the text was a picture of our hotel room door.

I immediately jumped up out of Shawn's embrace, and ran to the door and flew it open.

I opened the door and saw no one there. I stepped out into the hallway for a moment, and still I saw no one.

I turned around to walk back into the room and ran into Shawn. My face hit his chest as I stumbled back.

He laughed at the thought of me running into him and then got serious.

"What was that about?" He asked confused.

"Oh um, it was nothing."

"Amelia, you jumped up from the bed and sprinted to the door right after you got a text. What's going on?"

I don't want Shawn to worry about me and I don't really want to tell him about these texts because it's probably just some crazed fan who happened to get my number some how.

"Nothing, just don't worry about it." I said.

There was a moment of silence.

"Are you going to tell me what's going on?" He said crossing his arms.

"Shawn, it's nothing."

"At least tell me what the text said that caused you to freak out."

Just then, I got another text.

Unknown: Say a word about me, and Shawn gets hurt. Xoxo

"Amelia, who keeps texting you?" Shawn asked.

"No one." I mumbled.

"Alright I guess I'll just wait until you tell me the truth."

"It's irrelevant."

"I can tell by the look on your face that you look worried. Please tell me what's going on."

I looked down at the floor.

"I can't." I said.

"Why not?"

I didn't really know what to say.

"It's complicated."

"Is there someone else?" He asked looking down.

"No. I wouldn't do that to you, and I love you, you know that."

"Then what is it, Amelia?"

I didn't answer, hoping he would just drop it.

"I'm not letting this go." he said as if he was reading my mind.

"ugh you're so stubborn." i said.

"it's cute." I added.

"stop trying to change the subject!" he said giggling.

"I mean it is cute but if you don't want to be called cute then I get it. I changed my mind, you're not cute." I said smirking.

"come here you sexy ass." shawn said running over to me, grabbing me around my waist and spinning me in the air.

he put me down and looked deep into his eyes. I wanted his lips against mine, and I wanted them now.

he leaned in slowly, not losing eye contact with me. he closed his eyes, as did i, and our lips were now centimeters apart.

he barely brushed his lips against mine, and quickly reached down to my hands and grabbed my phone from my grip.

"you're such a tease, I hate you." i said to him.

I reached down and tried to grab my phone before he looked at the texts.

"Shawn give that back!"

"only if you can reach it." he said stretching his arms up, and holding it a few feet above his head.

"not fair." I said, he already had a big height advantage as it is.

he brought the phone down close enough so he could read the texts.

I saw his reaction as soon as he read them. He looked angry.

"Amelia do you know who this is?" He asked.

"I don't know..." I said, telling the truth.

"Well I do."

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