Fake Dating My Bestfriend Shawn Mendes

Chapter 25

It switches points of view a couple times in this chapter. Enjoy!

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Nicole's Point of View

"The jackass' name was Edgar. He broke up with her through a fucking text." I heard as I was rounding the corner to meet up with all the guys at the pool. Why the hell are they talking about him? The guys looked a little disgusted, but why is Shawn bringing him up is my main question.

"Did she get sad?" Did I get sad? I'd like to think that I didn't, but if I'm honest hell yeah I did. Who wouldn't? I would just mask the embarrassment by not caring, and I guess I did a pretty good job by the sound of Shawn's answer.

"No. If anything, she questioned whether she was good enough and it pissed me the fuck off even more."

Huh? He never told me this.

Before anyone else could respond I got their attention.

"Why?" I said, and I swear I saw him get rigged. He turned around and he was a little pale, but why? Why did Shawn get mad that I told him that? I was only telling the truth, well, some of it.

I knew I was frowning, but I have questions for him. He has yet to let go of something that happened in middle school. Then he cleared his throat, and his cheeks were slightly red.

"What?" he asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Why did you get mad when I said he messed with my self esteem?" I chuckled, but by the look on his face, he knew it was artificial.

I stayed glued to my spot, not knowing if we should go upstairs and talk or stay here, with the guys gone. I guess he could read minds, because in that moment he asked the guys to give us a minute. They all agreed and started gathering their stuff and left us to talk.

Then I broke eye contact with him and walked to the chair closest to him, then I sat down.

"Well?" I asked.

"Um..." his leg started to jump up and down. A sign that I caught over the years to show that he was nervous, but I have no idea why. I mean, its just me.

"After you, um, after you told me that you felt the way you did, I got so mad. As your best friend, of course I got fucking mad. He made you feel like you didn't matter, like you weren't good enough for that douchbag and I wanted to kill him in that moment. I got so overprotective, and I wanted to smash his face in for not even giving you a reason on why he broke up with you." then he got up, and started pacing back and forth and I just sat there, and listened to every word he said.

"Who the fuck does that to a girl? If it were me, I would have never even broke up with you over text, hell, I wouldn't break up with you at all. I'd be scared that you would leave me. And then he doesn't even apologize when we all go back to school? You don't know how much I had the urge to hunt down that piece of shit and kick his ass. That's only because I promised you I wouldn't hurt him. That's one promise where I don't know if I can keep. He has another fucking girlfriend, yet here you are, single, with the biggest heart, while he has a bitch for a girlfriend. I'm sorry he did that shit to you. I'm sorry he made you feel like you weren't good enough. You and I both know I would never do that to you, and... " he trailed off.

I got up, and hugged him. Well, that's an understatement. I hugged the shit out of him. My arms went around his neck, and his went around my waist. I had to go on my tippy toes just so I could reach my arms around him.

Shawn has never expressed his feelings like this. I know its weird, but it somehow comforts me on how he used himself and I in an actual relationship and said he would be scared to even loose me. That is so weird. I have never met any guy who would even consider saying these kinds of things to me. This is so foreign to me, but its a good, no, great feeling.