A/n: So I know that I made Andrew seem TERRIBLE in this and I'm sure that he's not a bad guy, but this was just the idea that I had. I PROMISE that I will get to the idea about Josiah's wedding soon! Also, some swearing in this and LOTS of drama. Anyways, please enjoy! Okay, without further ado, let's begin!

I sat on the couch in my boyfriend's apartment, staring out the window. Yesterday, I met everyone. Andrew, Sylvie, Mike, Zubin, Dave, Eddy, Jon, Matt, everyone except for Teddy who was busy in Los Angeles. I had previously met Jake because he was with Shawn the day we met and had our first date and I met Cez, Brian, Connor and Josiah in August after mine and Shawn's second date when he brought me up to his hotel room to meet them.

At one point the day before when I had met everyone, Shawn and I had been cuddled up to each other, sharing a moment. He had been rubbing the back of my head, kissed the bridge of my nose as we spoke soft, loving words to each other. We stopped when we realized that everyone in the room was staring at us, and Connor even had his camera pointed at us. Shawn and I had yet to go public, and I knew that once we were seen outside together, people could, and would, take pictures and videos of us at any given time, and look at us, but why did his friends do it to us?

"Y/n, are you okay?" Andrew asked me. Shawn was at the gym, I had decided not to go with him. Andrew, Connor and Cez were sitting in the living room with me.

"Yeah, it's just... I don't know." I said as I shrugged my shoulders.

"What's on your mind?" Cez asked me. I've always really liked Cez.

"Yesterday, when we were all sitting together and talking to each other, at one point Shawn and I had a bit of a moment. We were cuddled up to each other and talking, but it was a loving moment between the two of us and then we realized that everyone in the room was staring at us and listening to us and Connor was even filming us. It just made me really uncomfortable and -" I started. Before I could finish, Andrew interrupted me. I felt annoyance and irritation flare up inside of me. I hate being interrupted because it makes me feel like what I have to say isn't as important.

"Well you're going to need to get used to it. If you and Shawn are going to stay together, then you'll obviously be going out to places, people will see you guys and they're going to stare and take pictures." Andrew said to me.

"If you had let me finish what I was saying, I was about to say that I know that's going to happen eventually, but first of all, that was the first time that it had happened, and this was when we're sitting with people we know and trust, not outside walking down the street with strangers. By the way, it's not if Shawn and I stay together. This is not an if type of situation. Him and I are going to be staying together." I said.

"What makes you so sure of that?" Andrew asked me.

"I've known from the moment that I laid eyes on him that he's the one for me and we sat down on our first date within five minutes of meeting. He's my best friend, he's -" I started before Andrew interrupted me again.

"Did he show you what's in his bank account within five minutes of meeting?" Andrew asked me. My eyes went wide.

"Woah." Cez said.

"Excuse me?" I asked, anger rising inside of me.

"Well I'm sure that you fell in love with that number as well." Andrew said. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

"No. He has never shown me what's in his bank account. I don't want to see what's in his bank account, and I don't care about that. I care about what's in his heart, his soul, I care about his personality." I said.

"Listen Y/n, we were all looking at you guys because you were being cute with each other. So what if we were listening in?" Andrew asked. I leaned forward.

"We were having a conversation with each other, not the room." I pointed out.

"Well you should get used to it anyways because people will be staring out you guys when you go out in public. Do you realize that you're going to get hate? Do you realize that people are going to call you names? They'll probably call you fat and ugly and other mean things. They're going to send you direct messages and they're going to rip you to shreds. Your privacy will be gone. Do you understand that?" Andrew asked me.

"Yes. I completely understand that. When I met Shawn I knew exactly who he was, and when I said yes to going on a date with him and when I said yes to being his girlfriend four months later, I knew exactly what I was getting into. When he asks me to be his wife and I say yes to that, I'll still know exactly what I'm getting myself into." I explained.

"I don't think you really do know what you're getting yourself into. Once you and Shawn are seen together for the first time, people are going to want to know your Twitter, Instagram, who you are, everything. You won't have privacy anymore. Once you go public, everything you say and do will be watched. People will want to know what you're wearing. If you say the wrong thing, people will freak out, if you do the wrong thing, people will freak out. Your life is going to be changed. Are you sure that you're ready for that?" Andrew asked me. Connor and Cez were looking back and forth between us, unsure of what to do.

"I'm not ready for it right now, which is why we haven't gone public yet. My Twitter is private and so is my Instagram. We're being careful, we're not going out. We're going to the club soon and when we went out to dinner the other night, we made sure the security guards were there. I had four months between meeting Shawn and saying yes to being his girlfriend, we've been dating for almost three months, I have thought about all of this, and guess what? I don't care. I just want him. I just want to spend the rest of my life with him and -" I said before being interrupted again. When he interrupted me, I put my head and my hands, and as he spoke, his words hurting me, I began to cry.

"I highly doubt that. You don't want to spend the rest of your life with him, you want to spend it with his bank account. You don't care about him, you don't care about who he is, you don't care about his heart. You're going to get hate and it's going to be bad. People are going to call you fat and ugly and they'll probably call you a bitch and a slut and names like that. This isn't what I think, it's just what other people will think of you. They're not going to like you. The haters are also going to say that you're with him for his money. They're going to compare you to other girls, whether it's good or bad. People will take pictures and videos of you guys at any given time. The haters will -" He said before I picked my head up and stopped him as the tears flowed down my cheeks. Cez and Connor sat in the room, eyes wide, too shocked to speak.

"Andrew, you're not listening. Please, stop interrupting me. Stop. I hate being interrupted because it makes me feel like what I have to say isn't important, and you need to stop talking and saying all of this fucking bullshit. Everything you're saying, I already know. Everything you're saying, I've already thought of a million times. I know that my privacy will be gone, I know that people will randomly take pictures and videos of us, I know that I'm going to get hate and that people are going to call me fat and ugly and that they're going to tear me apart. I know I'm going to be compared to Camila and Hailey and Lauren and that people are going to want Shawn to be with Camila and not me. I know all of this, so you don't have to tell me. But the thing is, I don't care. I don't care what people say to me or about me, I don't care if it triggers my anxiety or my depression, I don't care what happens as long as I have Shawn. Apparently you don't see it, but I love him. I love him for who he is, I love him for his heart, I love him for his soul, I love him for his personality, everything about him. I don't give a shit about his bank account. I never have, and I never will. I care about the fact that he and I are happy together and we're best friends and we're soulmates. I know we're young but I know he's my soulmate. I know that he's the one for me, the one I'm going to spend forever with, and marry and have kids with, and that's all I want. I want him and I to have happy, healthy lives, and have happy, healthy babies together, and I want to grow old with him. That's all I want and that's all I care about. Him and I make each other smile, we make each other laugh, we make each other happy. I don't care about the hate, I don't care about the money, I don't care about the fame. I just want him and I want us. I'm done with this conversation." I said as I stood up. I heard footsteps but didn't turn around, worried it was Andrew.

"Y/n." Cez said. I turned around, tears still coming down my face. "I'm so sorry. I was too shocked to speak. I'm so sorry that he said all of that. I love you, I love you and Shawn together. I saw Shawn when he got back to the hotel after meeting you and the first thing he said was that he had just met the woman that he was going to marry. I can see the love between you two and it's beautiful."

"Thank you. He's my best friend, my everything. I don't care about the money or anything like that. I always feel bad when Shawn spends money on me. Maybe I should give back some of the gifts he's given me. Yeah, that's what I'll do." I said before heading into Shawn's bedroom.

"Y/n, no, don't listen to Andrew. You don't need to give the gifts back." Cez said. I sighed and sat down on the bed. I grabbed the soft stuffed animal bunny that Shawn had gotten me and held it close to myself. I had named it Peter Raul and instantly loved it.

"Cez, before our first Valentine's Day he texted me and told me to look at Nordstrom's jewelry section online and send him the links to everything I wanted. I called him and told him I couldn't do it, I didn't want him spending a lot of money on me. He told me that the prices didn't matter. We ended up deciding to look at the jewelry together. On Valentine's Day we went through some of it and he spent a lot on me. He said it was fine and I know he meant it but I still feel bad. Him and I literally had a whole conversation about money because I always worry about it and he kept telling me not to. And why did Andrew say that they're probably going to call me fat and ugly? That fucking hurt." I said, hugging Peter Raul close to me.

"Listen to me Y/n: you are not fat and you are not ugly. You are beautiful, and I know Shawn knows this as well because he's always telling me this and texting me pictures of you. Do you want to know what he writes whenever he sends me a picture of you?" Cez asked me. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"He always says something like 'Look at my pretty girl!' or 'Look at this beautiful selfie Y/n sent me.' or 'Can you believe this beautiful human being is my girl?' He always says things like that." Cez said.

"He always asks me to send him selfies and when I ask him he says it's because he wants to see my pretty face. When he noticed I was wearing makeup more often he asked me to send him more selfies without makeup." I said to Cez. He nodded and then we heard the door.

"Do you want me to ask him to come in here?" Cez asked me. I nodded.

"Yes please." I said. Cez nodded and stood up. Soon, Shawn came in looking panicked.

"What's going on baby? Andrew seems pissed, Cez said that you need to talk to me and you look like you've been crying." Shawn said as he sat on the bed with me. I put Peter Raul next to me and leaned forward to hug Shawn as I felt the tears well up again. I pulled away from the hug and cupped his cheeks in my hands. His eyes went back and forth between mine, and I felt bad when I saw the worry and concern in them. I rubbed his cheek with my thumb as I spoke.

"I'm so sorry. I know you've spent a lot of money on me and if you want to return the gifts and get your money back, that's fine. I'm not with you for the money Shawn, please know that. I love you so much, and that's because of your incredible heart and soul and personality. Andrew was saying stuff to me that really upset me and we got into an argument." I said.

"Baby, keep the gifts. I know you're not with me for my money. I've been famous for quite a few years now and I can tell who's with me for the right reasons and you're one of those people baby girl. I love you too sweetheart. So much. What stuff was he saying to you?" Shawn asked me. I sighed, knowing I would have to tell him, but also knowing that it would upset him a lot.

"It was a lot, and um, Cez and Connor heard it all and they were pretty shocked about what he said." I said to Shawn. He rested his forehead against mine, my hands still on his cheeks.

"I don't care if it's a lot, I want to know what he said to my girl." Shawn said to me. I told him everything, keeping my hands either on his face or his shoulders as I spoke, needing to feel him right now. I didn't care that he was stinky and sweaty from the gym. I told Shawn everything that was said and how much it all bothered and hurt me. Shawn closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened his eyes, he immediately pushed his lips onto mine and used his body to gently push me back on the bed.

"Shawn, I'm pretty sure they're still here." I said as he moved his lips to my cheek. He put his forehead against mine again and as he spoke, his soft, pink, plump lips grazed against mine.

"I know, but right now I need to kiss you and tell you that I love you. I love you so much and I want to spend forever with you and I need you to know that. I don't give a fuck what Andrew says, okay? And baby, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry your privacy is going to be ruined, I'm so sorry you're going to get hate. I'm so sorry because if you had never met me you would never have to deal with this." Shawn said. I reached over and moved Peter Raul before gently pushing Shawn so he was laying on his back next to me. I scooted closer to him and rested my chin on his chest so I could look at him. He immediately began to rub the back of my head and I placed my hand on his chest so I could rub it.

"I don't want you to apologize for anything, okay?" I asked.

"But if you had never met me you wouldn't have to deal with all of this." Shawn said.

"But if we had never met, we wouldn't have felt this love for each other. If we had never met, we wouldn't have felt this happiness, this joy. I want to marry you and have kids with you, and if we had never met, that couldn't happen. I won't look at the hate baby. I just want you." I said before gently kissing his lips. He nodded.

"Okay. I want you too darling. I'm going to go take care of Andrew." Shawn said.

"Oh God. What are you going to do?" I asked as Shawn got up. He didn't respond to what I said so I followed him out of his bedroom and into the living room. I watched as he got right in Andrew's face.

"Do not ever speak to my girlfriend like that ever again. She's with me because she loves me, not the bullshit you're saying. You don't have to like her, you don't have to love her, but you need to respect her, and if I find out that you're saying shit like this again you'll be fired so fast you won't even have time to blink. Understood?" Shawn asked Andrew. Andrew nodded, his eyes wide.

"Yup." He said.

"Good." Shawn said.

"I'm going to head back to my hotel now." Andrew said.

"Yeah, we'll give you guys some time alone." Cez said to us as he and Connor stood up. We thanked them and gave them hugs before they left. Shawn turned to me.

"I'm smelly from the gym. Would my beautiful girlfriend like to shower with me?" Shawn asked me. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah." I said with a blush as he took my hand. We spent the rest of the day together, relaxing. I'm so grateful that Shawn always sticks up for me, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him.