Shawn Mendes imagines

One last time

A/N: sorry i love this name so i'm using it again but for imagine now🙏

Positive. It's fucking positive. I sighed in frustration and threw the pregnancy test to the corner. Moments, that felt like years, later i got up walking out of the bathroom with a positive pregnancy test in my hands. I knew i couldn't tell Shawn. Just a few days ago i asked him what he thinks about having kids. 'I want them but maybe when i'm 26 or older. I don't want kids now. We're just eighteen. Plus i hate teen pregnancies i feel like everyone who got pregnant at 16, 18 should be ashamed.' His words kept repeating in my head. But we're eighteen, we're adults. Maybe i should tell him. He wouldn't want it anyways, don't you remember what he said? As much as i didn't wanted to i had to admit that the voice was right. He would hate me and i couldn't let that happen. We promised we would never lie to each other but this was different. This lie was for the best.

One last time i need to be the one who takes you home.

One last time wouldn't hurt right? One more night with him. I threw the test into the trash bin and fixed my clothes along with my makeup. There was still a few minutes before Shawn would get home so I threw the test in to the trash bin and took a deep breath.

One more time.

"Y/n?!" I heard Shawn's voice and footsteps. Soon he walked into our bedroom and tightly hugged me. "Hey beautiful."
"Hi." My voice was quiet but quickly recovered. "I missed you handsome." I said again, in a stronger, louder voice. My hands tangled in his hair, my lips leaving small kissed on his neck. A small moan escaped Shawn's lips and i smirked.
"Y/n not now."
"I need you Shawn." I begged and closed the bedroom door. Shawn's eyes widened but he soon smirked.

One more time, I promise that after that i'll let you go.

P.S. Part 2 anyone?