[willow grey wilson]
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"you sure you're okay?" shawn asks softly, his fingers resting over my bare shoulder, my body resting slightly against his arm, the sheets pulled up around us.

"yeah," i nod, looking up at him, seeing the hickeys i gave him standing out against his milky skin. "oh shit, shawn," i groan, tracing the hickeys with my hand.

"don't worry," he says, pushing out a half smile. "i'll use the spoon trick. never fails."

"hmm," i say sarcastically, rolling my eyes, making shawn chuckle softly. "do you think everyone's gone?"

"well since the music cut off a couple hours ago, i guess so," shawn says to me. "god, i host a party, and i'm nowhere to be seen."

"i'm sure no one noticed," i chuckle, turning my head. "what time is it anyway?" shawn reaches over to his bedside table, pulling his phone off of the wooden surface.

"2 am," he responds, chuckling gently.

"i-i guess i should go," i sigh, sitting up, pulling the sheets over my bare chest.

"please stay," shawn says quickly to me, sitting up straight after. "it gets lonely on my own."

"shawn-"

"so we just had sex and now you're gonna leave?"

"well you did say it was just a hookup," i shrug, looking straight at him. "don't hookups mean you leave straight after?"

"please stay," he says to me again, not wanting to take no as an answer. "no one ever stays."

"fine," i give in, settling back down in the bed. "god, how could he cheat on me? how could he waste two years like that?"

"even in la i thought he was a dick, i guess i was correct," shawn replies to me. "face him about it later today, but for now, get some sleep, okay? i'll be in the guest room if you need anything, it's just next door."

"but wait-"

"i'm not letting you get out of bed now. you've had a tough day, sleep, get some rest, and plus this bed is way more comfortable than the guest room," shawn says, making me smile softly. "sleep well, willow."

"you too," i smile sleepily, letting myself curl up to the warm duvet. shawn pulls a pair of tracksuits up his legs, before walking out of the room, shutting the door gently behind him.

wait, what just happened?

i shoot up quickly, holding the duvet to my chest still, feeling the angst creep up around me. did i really sleep with shawn? because i was annoyed with lucas? what?

"shit, shit, shit, shit!" i look down next to the bed, seeing my jeans lying next to the bed. i quickly pick them up, getting my phone out of the back pocket, and scrolling trough my notifications.

289 messages from 🅱️irthed 🅱️itches

oh.

ella:
where's willow i can't see her

susie
i thought you were gonna keep an eye on her

cate
where's menso

katt
menso?

katt
oh shawn!

katt
no clue

susie
y'all think they smashed?

ella
definitely

yocelin
oh they smashed

yocelin
y'all didn't see shawn follow her to his room??

katt
i'm too young for this

susie
wait y'all where is she now

kayla
she's not in our condo

yocelin
she's probably with shawn

cass
she's definitely with shawn

madison
100% with shawn

susie
okay we'll look for her tomorrow gn y'all!

ella
i want dick

willow
y'all i have no idea what happened
like i wasn't drunk
but basically i found out some tea
lucas cheated on me
so i slept with shawn

i sigh softly, turning my phone off completely, before curling up to the sheets again.

i just hope i can forget all about tonight.
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"good morning, coffee?" shawn asks me, as soon as i step out of the main room, my clothes from last night hastily pulled over my body.

"no thank you, i'm okay," i respond politely, folding my arms against my chest. "hey, have you seen my jacket? i brought one with me but i have no idea-"

"it's on the couch," shawn answers with a smile. "sleep well?"

"surprisingly very well," i reply again, nodding. "your bed is too comfortable, it took a while for me to actually get out of it." shawn laughs, before turning off his coffee machine.

"you sure you don't want anything to eat or drink?" he asks, obviously trying to get me to stay for a little while longer.

"shawn, as much as i would love to, i'm 100% sure my friends are gonna call the police if i don't turn up back home, so i'm gonna go," i push out, sending him a gentle smile. "thanks for the offer, though."

"okay, that's fine," he says. "let me walk you out," he suggests, as i nod, picking up my jacket, and pushing it over my shoulders, before following shawn to the main door.

"hey, wait," he says gently, holding onto my wrist with the softest touch. i turn around, connecting my eyes with his, and my face softens slightly at his fairly gentle expression. "can i see you again?"

"shawn," i sigh softly, smiling sadly at him. "i just got out of a very messy relationship, i need some time, and i-i still haven't faced lucas about what i found out, and-" i cut myself off, shaking my head, the lump forming at my throat. "i'm sorry."

"hey, it's okay," he replies. "you have my number anyway."

"i'll call you," i say to him, partially not really knowing if i will call him again, but i tell him just to reassure him slightly. i push myself away from his grasp, before leaving his condo, and walking down the corridor to the elevator.

a small huff passes my lips as i enter the glass lift, waiting for it to come to a stop at my floor. i get out quickly, walking up to my door, and unlocking it, revealing kayla and yocelin making some sort of food.

"hey," i mumble, putting my keys on the kitchen counter, and sitting at one of the bar stools.

"i'm going to fucking kill lucas," yocelin says, turning around from the stove. "how he fuck could he do that? what an ungrateful piece of shit!"

"yoc-"

"he's such a dick," kayla adds. "i swear to god i will rip his balls-"

"kay!" i say quickly, shaking my head. "i need to deal with him myself, i just don't want to."

the girls are silent for a few moments, whilst they finish cooking, turning off the stove completely.

"so, shawn?" kay asks me, raising her eyebrow. i sigh again, putting my head in my hands.

"god, did i make a mistake?" i ask them, letting a long sigh pass my lips yet again. "i mean i don't regret it, so that's good, but did i make a mistake?"

"i don't think you did," yoc says, shrugging. "shawns hot, and he's into you. it's so obvious."

"i need to talk to lucas," i groan, resting my head on the counter. "right, i'm gonna go shower, and then head out. i need answers, and i need to know if it's really true."

"wills, are you really okay?" kay asks quickly, stopping me from leaving.

"what do you mean?"

"it's just," she sighs. "you're not really showing feelings like you've just gotten out of a relationship, and a long term one with that," she continues, making me nod. "lucas meant the world to you."

"i was naive, kay," i mumble back, standing up from the stool. "i was young and naive. i should've known he was just in it for sex. but i'm okay," i continue. "i think it was more of a slap in the face breakup to reality. i cant be with a toxic person, and he was toxic."

"but what if it's true? you know? that he cheated?" yoc questions, making me sigh again.

"then we'll see what happens," i answer. "honestly, i couldn't care if he did or not. it just shows that n-nothing was real-" i cut myself off again, the feelings finally taking over the shock that numbed me at first, and i feel my eyes brim with tears. "oh."

"no don't cry," kay says, dropping the over glove and going over to hug me, yocelin following and hugging the two of us, as i cry onto kaylas shoulder, the numbness slowly, but surely wearing off.

"he's a dick, he's a dick, he's a fucking dick," yocelin repeats, making me chuckle softly through my tears, as i pull my head away, wiping my cheeks.

"can you call the girls over tonight? i need a girls night," i say softly, the tears still rolling down my cheeks. "a-and ice cream. lots of it. and wine."

"okay," kayla says softly, a small smile over her face. "now you go get showered, okay? we'll bring you some lunch."

"thank you," i say, grateful for the friends i have, before sniffling, and wiping my cheeks again.

it really meant nothing to him.
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love sucks