Shawn Mendes Imagines

Love you goodbye

"It's inevitable everything that's good comes to an end..."

Y/N's POV

"Oh so this is my fault now!?"

"Yes in fact it is! Why can't you just be understanding for once?!"

"I've been understanding! Every fucking time Shawn!"

"Well what the hell did you want me to do?! I can't just ditch work because you're waiting for me! You of all people should understand!"

"You couldn't have at least called!? Or I don't know, maybe apologized!? Instead, you come home hours after you said you would, and then start arguing with me about it!"

He looks at me angrily, not saying anything. I scoff, shaking my head. I turn around and head upstairs. He doesn't follow me.

He's done this over and over again, and every single time we've had this exact same argument. I'm fucking tired of it.

He makes a promise, he breaks it, we yell at each other, I forgive him, and then he makes me another. It's a never-ending cycle. But not this time.

Ten minutes later, I come back downstairs with my face flushed red from angry tears, and a bag packed with some of my stuff.

I could feel his eyes on me as I set the bag down near the front door.

"Where are you going?" The anger in his voice had disappeared.

"I'm leaving. I'm done, Shawn."

"What? Babe, please-" he says softly but I interrupt him.

"Shawn, no. I can't keep doing this. I'll come back for the rest of my stuff later."

"I swear, I'll never do this again," he pleads.

"Stop promising me that! You say that every single time, and I always believe you. But then you go and let me down again."

"I... I'm sorry," he says, his voice breaking as a tear drips down his cheek.

I look down, shutting my eyes for a second. Then I look back up at him.

"I know you are. And sooner or later I'm going to forgive you. But for a long time, you've been putting your career first... so maybe a relationship isn't what you need right now."

He opens his mouth to argue, but then shuts it. He nods, knowing that I'm right.

"There's no negotiating this, is there?"

I look down, shaking my head slowly.

"Then... can I kiss you? One last time?" I could hear the pain in his voice.

Everything inside me was telling me I shouldn't but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him no. So I nodded.

His fingers gently caress my jaw, the same way he's been doing for the last three years. He brushes my arm ever so slightly, but the feeling still made my skin tingle.

The familiar taste of his lips against mine lasts only a few seconds, but it's enough to make my heart ache.

When we pull away, I stare into his eyes once more, before walking out the door. Goodbye, Shawn.

"One more taste of your lips just to bring me back, to the places we've been and the nights we've had. Because if this is it, then at least we could end it right."

~ Love you goodbye by One Direction

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A/N: another song-inspired imagine <3
This was purely coincidental but happy valentine's day everyone, did you enjoy that breakup imagine 😃