"Alright," brad said wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "Amanda, truth or dare." 
                          
A girl with dark hair smiled and said, "truth."
                          
"Is it true that you hooked up with Adam?" His eyes darted towards the red headed guy leaning against the doorframe. His eyes widened giving away the answer right away. 
                          
Her face turned red as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, "um," she cleared her throat and sighed, "yeah." 
                          
This caused everyone to get loud and shocked making her shot. "Okay whatever," she rolled her eyes and scanned over the room. Her eyes landed on me making me swallow hard. 
                          
"Truth or dare?" She asked with a sly smile. 
                          
"Um," i looked around nervously, "dare." I said trying to seem less nervous. 
                          
"I dare you to," her eyes landed on shawn and she smiled, "stay with him in a room for 10 minutes." 
                          
You've got to be kidding me. 
                          
He pushed himself off the wall and ran his fingers through his hair. I took a deep breath and tried to regain my composure. 
                          
I laughed, "oh come on that's too easy." I said crossing my arms over my chest.  
                          
"Fine," she shrugged, "make out with him first." 
                          
Why did I have to open my mouth? 
                          
"unless you're too much of a little bitch to do it." She said raising an eyebrow. 
                          
I shot her a death glare and tried to ignore all of the eyes on my as I walked over to shawn. He looked at me confused as I looked up into his brown eyes. I placed my hands on his face as his found my waist. 
                          
My heart raced as he leaned in. His warm lips met mine making the same fuzzy butterfly feeling come rushing back. His lips molded together with mine as he kissed me with passion. 
                          
"Alright, now finish the rest of the dare." She said causing us to pull away quickly. 
                          
"Okay, but since I'll be gone for a while, Amanda truth or dare?" I asked. 
                          
"Dare." She said standing up with her arms across her chest. 
                          
"I dare you to tell James what really happened that night," she looked over at him with guilt written all over her face, "unless you're too much of a little bitch to do it." And with that I walked out of the room with Shawn right behind me. 
                          
"Well doesn't look like your feistiness has changed." He said as we walked into the next empty room. 
                          
I laughed, "definitely not." I was trying to ignore the fact that the feeling of his lips on mine was still on my mind. I was also trying to pretend that I didn't want to feel his touch again. 
                          
I sat down on the bed and sighed before laying back. Shawn sat down on the edge and shook his head. 
                          
"Can I ask you something?" I asked reaching over for the half empty tequila bottle on the side of the bed. 
                          
"You're going to ask me either way, so does it matter?" He asked causing me to roll my eyes. 
                          
I took a long shot of the burning liquid before asking, "why did you do it?" 
                          
"Don't start this." He said shaking his head and looking away. 
                          
"No I am, it's been 6 months and I still have no idea what happened." I said sitting up placing the bottle between my legs. 
                          
"Y/n," he started but I cut him his stern voice off. 
                          
"I loved you, and what did I get in return? A break up text and a broken heart." I said before bringing the bottle to my lips. "And the sad part about it, is that I can't get over you." I laughed softly as I looked down at my hands. 
                          
"Do you think it was easy for me?" He raised his voice causing me to jump. 
                          
"Oh please, I don't see how any of this was hard for you. After being together for almost 2 years you just all of a sudden tell me you don't love me anymore, and I never hear from you again until a fucking party." I looked up at him with the tears in my eyes. I quickly wiped the one that managed to fall. 
                          
"Everything was complicated. I was on tour and I barely got to talk to you, and I sure as hell wasn't going to make it a year without seeing you." He tried to explain. 
                          
"Oh, so instead of talking to me when you can and waiting a year you decided to just cut me out forever." I spat coldly. 
                          
"I didn't want to make you wait for me that long." He said stepping closer. 
                          
I got up from the bed, "I can't believe you," I fought back the lump growing the my throat, "We both knew what would happen when we started dating, and you promised. you fucking promised that you wouldn't let the tours get in the way of us, but what did you do," I didn't even fight the tears, "you broke the promise." 
                          
He looked down and shook his head as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I did what I thought was best for you, because I love you." 
                          
love. as in present tense. 
                          
"Bullshit, if you did what was best you wouldn't of just ran when things got tough. And if you loved me you would of worked through them." I shook my head and looked away. 
                          
"But hey," I laughed bitterly as I picked the bottle back up and twisted off the lid, "it doesn't matter now." 
                          
"Give me the bottle." He demanded. 
                          
"Why?" I asked confused. 
                          
"You've has enough to drink, just give it to me." He said trying to get the bottle from my hand. 
                          
I moved back and shook my head, "you can't tell me what to do." 
                          
"Jesus Christ y/n, just give me the damn bottle." He said becoming more angry. 
                          
"Whatever." I said rolling my eyes and tossing it to him. He sat it down on the ground and sat down on the side of the bed. 
                          
A strange silence fell between us before he broke it, "I flew home the week after I texted you." 
                          
"What?" I asked confused. 
                          
"I came back to explain myself and try to apologize, but Issac answered the door and told me that you had moved on." He looked up at me with glossy eyes before letting out a shaky breath. 
                          
"The night I sent that text, I had canceled that nights show. My mind wasn't in the right place that day, and I just- I don't know. I let the best thing I've ever had slip right through my fingers." He looked away and swallowed hard. 
                          
"I know that what I did was stupid and one of my biggest mistakes, and I know whatever I say or do isn't going to make up for it." He said shakily. 
                          
"But hey, it doesn't matter now." He said making my heart break even more. 
                          
I closed my eyes tightly and sat down beside him, "Isaac and I never were together. I have no idea why he told you that, but it wasn't true." I managed to say. 
                          
He shrugged and stared at the wall. I swallowed hard and felt the tears stream down my cheeks. I looked down at my hands and stood up. 
                          
"I have to go." I said shaking my head. 
                          
"Y/n, wait, " His grabbed my hand causing me to stop and turn around. He stepped closer leaving only a small gap between us. His face was inches from mine as his eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips. 
                          
My heart was beating rapidly as I tried to control my breathing. My mind was racing, but no matter how many times I told myself I shouldn't let him. I wanted it more than anything. 
                          
That's why, when his lips met mine I couldn't help but melt under his touch. My fingers ran through his messy hair as his cupped my cheeks. He deepened the kiss, making it even more passionate. 
                          
We pulled away breathlessly as he rested his forehead against mine. "I love you so much y/n, and I never will make such a stupid decision in my life." 
                          
"Shawn," I cupped his cheek with my hand, "don't ever be such a dumbass again." 
                          
He smiled and crashed his lips on mine once again.