Shawn Mendes Imagines

Negative

Y/N's POV

I slam the bathroom door closed and throw the stupid white stick on the ground. Sitting with my back against the door, I cry in frustration.

"Babe?" Shawn's voice says from the other room. "Y/N are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I choke out.

"No you're not. Please, open up."

"Just go Shawn."

"I can't do that. I need to know you're okay. Honey, if the test is negative we can try again. Everything is going to be fine."

I shake my head, even though he couldn't see. "Shawn I can't keep doing this."

"Just come out please," he says softly.

I take a breath and try to wipe away my tears. Then, I slowly open the door. The minute I see him, I break down all over again.

"Shhh, baby you're gonna be okay."

Shawn pulls me in and I bury my face in his shoulder. He puts one hand my back, the other stroking my hair gently.

"I don't know if I can do this anymore."

"Do what? Trying for a baby?"

I look down. "I want kids, you know that. But, I can't keep doing this. I'm useless at the one thing my body is supposed to do."

"Stop honey don't say that. We can keep trying but if you want to stop, we can."

"But I know how badly you want kids too."

"Your happiness matters more. I can't bear to see you heartbroken every time."

He wipes away my tears with his thumb, and then lifts up my chin so that I'm looking at him.

"Listen to me, you are the strongest woman I know. This is entirely your choice, but if anyone can do it, I know you can."

"I love you Shawn."

"I love you too darling."

I kiss him, so grateful for the comfort he brings me.

When we pull away, I look at him. "I want to keep trying."

"You're sure?"

I nod.

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4 months later...

I look down at the small white stick in my hands. 'Pregnant', it said.

My hands tremble slightly as my eyes begin to water. I'm gonna have a baby.

I hear the creak of door, letting me know that Shawn was home. "Babe?" I hear him call from downstairs.

I wipe away my tears and take a deep breath. "I'm in the bathroom!" I shout back.

Setting down the pregnancy test, I step into Shawn and I's shared bedroom just as the door opens.

Shawn walks in with a few papers and his jacket. He looks at me. "Hey... were you crying?" he asks, his face changing to concern.

"Kind of..." I reply.

"What? Tell me what's wrong darling," he says, putting everything down and coming over to me. He pulls me close, still looking me in the eyes.

"Nothing's wrong Shawn. Everything's absolutely perfect," I say with a smile.

He looks at me, confused. I take his hand and bring him towards the bathroom. "Close your eyes," I whisper.

"What?"

"Just trust me."

He obeys, covering his eyes with his hands, a wide smile on his face. I go and grab the stick, and put it in my hands in front of him.

"Open."

Shawn removes his hands from his face and opens his eyes. He looks down at the thing in my hands and has a moment of realization.

"You're... pregnant?" His jaw was hanging open in shock, his eyes wide. I nod excitedly.

"Holy... We did it baby... we're gonna be parents!" Placing both hands on my face, he kisses me tenderly, still smiling.

I lay down on the bed contently, and then he comes on too. Holding my hand, he sits next to me, looking at my stomach in amazement.

He reaches out hesitantly, and as if it were the most fragile thing in the world, he gently strokes my belly.

I watch him as his eyes become glossy, still not looking away. After a while, I close my eyes and fall half-asleep.

I hear him whisper softly. "Hey little one, it's daddy. I can't wait to meet you."

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A/N: it's been a hectic week so I didn't have time to edit this but I'll do it as soon as I can