Typical

Chapter twenty two

It pissed me off.

It hurt.

And I wasn't fucking sure why but the second I saw that girl, the way she smiled at Shawn and touched his arm and kissed his cheek.

It was clear they were fuck buddy's,

Well, Ian said it himself and Shawn didn't deny it.

What happened in the water?

He had his hands on my waist and I swear my body was on fire with each gentle touch.

But as soon as he saw her, he dropped everything.

This boy couldn't have my mind any more in a mess.

"Where are we going to eat"?

Ian asked, putting Ally's stuff in the car for her.

I wasn't even sure who's car it was.

And I didn't have to question or wonder what Ian an Al were, she did this with most of the men she met and slept with.

"Dunno" Shawn opened his door, getting in and slipping the key in it's spot.

The familiar black mustang roared.

"Ally I'll ride with you"

I pulled my jeans up all the way over my bum, still wearing my wet bikini.

"Sorry babe, Ian called it"

She got in her drivers seat and shut the door.

Ian ran off to the passenger seat.

So I stood.

Awkwardly with Shawn's passenger side door opened.

He didn't make eye contact with me, just looked ahead at the road ready to take off.

I didn't want to ride with him.

But I did want to at the same time.

"Are you gonna get in or would you rather hitch hike"?

His tone shot at me.

What was up his ass?

"I would rather"

I rolled my eyes, getting in hesitantly and shutting the door.

As soon as my buckle clicked he pressed the gas and we were off.

I was mad.

I was mad and I hated it.

No one got on my nerves like him.

"where do you wanna go to eat"?He asked, flipping through stations on the radio.

I shrugging, fiddling with my hands again and staring out the window.

"We don't have to go where Ally and Ian go, we can just go wherever and I'll take you home"

"You can just take me home now.., please"

I cleared my throat, my voice a little too quiet.

It was like the second me an Shawn were okay, it only lasted minutes.

And I wanted to be okay all the time.

More than okay.

"Why? Aren't you hungry"

I could feel him looking at me then back at the road over again.

"No" I lied.

"You haven't eaten at all, not even last night"