The One? //Shawn Mendes

•chapter 18•

Morgan's POV

My mom and dad are at a date now. I changed into more comfortable clothes. A t-shirt and shorts. And my family have gone home or to the airport. It's dark out and people at my party, who I didn't even invite, start to bring alcohol.

They take over the speakers and play this inappropriate music. Girls are on top of guys. Guys are on top of girls. And people started to bring alcohol.

I walk back inside, to just sit on the couch since I have such a big headache. Everybody's outside so it should be nice and quiet inside. As soon as I walk into the house and look up I see a familiar face. I face that I didn't like looking at. A face that made me want to just start crying.

"Oh hey Morgan, happy birthday." He says. It's just him here and no one else but me. "What the hell are you doing here, Alex?" I question. I'm kinda frustrated why he is here. I know Henry would never invite him.

"My friends told me to come after they received the invitation to this party. And since it's your birthday I thought I would come." He says. "Though yo I would want me here." Now he's smirking.

"Why the hell would I want you here?" I ask louder than I usually am. I'm a really soft speaker but when I'm mad, especially with my anger issues, I can get loud. And I mean loud.

He walks up closer to me and I take a few steps back. "You know you still have feelings for me." He smirks. "Never in a million years." I scoff. "You know you want me Morgan. Can't deny it." He says. "I'm sorry Alex but no. I actually moved on and started dating again, unlike you. And I'm happy with him so I don't need this." I say turning around to walk away.

He grabs my arm, very tightly, and swings me back around. "You and that Shawn kid. Don't know why you're dating him. The singer fag. I'm pretty sure he's gay just hinting to you." He chuckles. "Fuck off Alex. Let go of my arm." I say demandingly. "Gladly." He smirks.

He pushes me up against the wall and pins me to it. "Better?" He asks still with a smirk on his face. "Let go of me Alex." I say. He shakes his head 'no' and chuckles. "You know you want this." He starts to kiss my neck.

"Alex get the hell off of me." I say. He doesn't do or say anything. He moves up to my jawline and kissing there. "Alex stop." I say trying to push him off. But he's too strong and ends up pinning me back up against the wall.

He then kisses my cheek and then starts kissing my lips. "Stop." I mumble. "You know you like it." He minkes back. "No. Stop." I mumble again. He keeps in kissing my lips. And at this moment I feel absolutely useless. I'm too weak to push him off. I can't do anything. Nothing at all.

I feel my eyes start to sting. Then before I know it tears are streaming down. Alex starts to get into this forced kiss but I don't. I'm not even kissing back. I don't know why this has to happen. My birthday was going so good. And now it's absolute crap. I'm just here, pinned up very harshly up against a wall, Alex, my ex boyfriend, forcefully kissing me.

Alex then picks me up and carries me up stairs. "Put me down. Now, Alex." I demand. He again doesn't say again. He goes into Shawn's guest room and locked the door behind him. He throws me down on the bed and starts kissing me again.

"Get off." I mumble. Tears are now streaming down my face. I know what he's trying to do. And I don't want it. I don't want this to happen at all. "Alex get off." I say. "Come on. Stop trying to act like you don't want me." He says. "Please Alex just get off of me." I beg. He shakes his head and goes back to kissing me...intensely.