"Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do you want?
"It's not that simple."
"What do you wa--"
I groan loudly as my phone begins to ring, interrupting my favorite movie,
The Notebook.
I walk over to my phone that's sitting atop my computer table.
I reach it and see a phone call request coming through.
Muffinman
Ugh. What does Shawn want? What's so important that my movie has to go paused?
I slide the answer icon and put the phone to my ear.
"Hi Shawnyboy." I purr.
I can hear him clear his throat.
"(Y/N), c-can I come over, please?" Shawn's voice seems weary. Nothing like his usual self.
"Uh." You look over to your TV.
"Of course, Shawn. I-is everything okay?" You began to worry.
"Yes." He answered quickly and hung up. Weird. I was worried even more now. I really hope he's okay.
With that I resume back to The Notebook.
"-nt?"
"I have to go now."
I reached the making out scene and watched the screen with such intensity at this point. That should be me and Noah. I cry.
Just as he slams her down on the bed, I hear a knock at my bedroom door.
I mentally groan again.
I pause my movie for what seems like the 1000th time and walk up to my door.
I swear if it's my brother Ken I'll kill him.
I opened my door, getting ready to scream at him, until I see Shawn. It now occurs to me that he did say he was coming over. I'm so forgetful.
I smile at Shawn not really taking in his face and open my door wide open for him to come in.
He sits on my bed. I close the door behind me and sit next to him, criss crossed, turned to him even though he was faced forward, staring at my now black screen.
"So Shawn, what's up?" He finally looks at me and that's when I notice his face.
He had circles under his eyes.
I could tell he was up all last night.
"S-Shawn. What's going on?" I say with worry in my voice.
He takes a while to answer until he answers very quietly,
"She broke up with me."
At first I'm confused and wanna ask him who but it finally comes to me. Jamie, his girlfriend. Well ex but.
"I am so sorry Shawn." I say sympathetically, immediately pulling him into a hug.
I rarely hug people just because of the closeness and the whole softy thing and I like my space so I just don't do it. I don't like it very much. But this was an emergency. Plus it was Shawn. My best friend.
My hand lays on the back of his head. His hair was very fluffy and soft. Which was the reason I always played with it.
"You're gonna be okay buddy." I rub his back, softly. "You have me."
We stay like this for another 4 minutes. Me reassuring him, him slightly nodding.
He's now laying his head on my lap. I'm currently running my fingers through his hair. It was incredibly soft and I loved it.
"Shawn what kind of shampoo do you use?" I ask.
He chuckles. I feel relief wash over me. So he wasn't completely dead.
"The normal one?" He answers more in a questioning tone.
"Well you're gonna have to bring some over some time." I pick a strand of his hair.
"Hey Shawn?" I whisper.
"Hmm?" He hums.
"Remember when you used to be shy around girls?" I remind him. "And now you have so much willing to jump at you?" I laugh. But it's not a two way thing.
I always tend to say the wrong things sometime. But I was trying to make a little joke.
I hear him sigh to himself.
"All but the girl that matters to me."
I understand that he's feeling kind of mopey but the girl wasn't all that. Now I'm just sick of having my best friend mope around some girl that didn't even deserve him.
"Shawn." I scold, removing my hand from his head.
He must've heard the seriousness in my voice because now he lifts his head off my lap and turns to face me.
I stare into his Brown eyes. Gosh. Now that I look at them, they remin Mama ded me of Dove chocolate. Smooth, creamy, delectable, and melting.
Of course I was comparing Shawn's eyes to food. Two things I adored.
"Your best friend, (y/n), here is going to make you forget all about that girl." I tell him and with that I bring my lips to his and kiss him passionately.
I can tell he was surprised due to his lack of touch. Eventually he had his fingers in my hair and cupped my cheek with his large hand. I wrapped my hands around his neck, with my eyes closed.
We pull away gradually.
"Wow." Shawn's eyes look big in shock.
"Now did that help get you over Jamie?" I ask.
"J-Jamie who?" I laugh at his dorkness.
"Let's watch a movie." I say, flicking my screen back on with my remote.
I unpause The Notebook and realize that it was still on the makeout scene.
I can feel myself blush heavily.
"You're such a romantic." Shawn teases, laughing to himself.
"Bet you didn't know your wifey Rachel McAdams is the one kissing up on my man." I tease him back, referring to his big time crush on Rachel McAdams.
"You know we don't have to watch a movie." He says, taking the remote from your hands, and turning it off.
"Then what do you suggest?"
"This." He slams his lips against mine and I feel pleasure run through my whole body.
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AHAHA I hope you liked this.
But can you believe a girl would ever dump Shawn? Pft I know I wouldn't (;
