"It looks pretty real to me!" Shawn screams back at me. We're fighting over a clearly photoshopped picture of me kissing Ian."I can't believe you think that I would cheat on you. This photo is obviously fake. Look closely, you can see where the photos were merged together!" I shout back at Shawn. "You don't remember that outfit? I wore that to your first show for the 1989 tour. Hello? John took the photo of us kissing before you went on stage," I say.
Shawn looks closely at the photo with a look of concentration. "It still looks real."
I was getting beyond annoyed. "Are you serious Shawn? You're insane. We're surrounded by lies and rumors. I thought you were aware of the amount of people trying to break us up. How many other photoshopped pictures has there been of me or you kissing someone? Get yourself together, Shawn. People spread rumors to get under our skin and right now you're giving the media what they want."
Shawn knows that Ian would never try to make a move on me and vise versa. We've been going strong for almost a year, through other rumors, hate and so much more.
I storm out of the room and go outside onto the deck, my favorite place to go when I'm stressed or upset. I start to tear up, but not cry, because I'm not sad, but irritated and mad.
I hear the screen door open and close and Shawn's footsteps approach me. "(y/n), I know you're mad and I'm sorry," he sighs. "It was stupid for me to act the way I did. When you left the room I really looked at the photo and noticed what you said. You can clearly see where the photos were merged. I looked through my camera roll and found the picture of you and I. I'm really sorry, and again I realize that I overreacted"
I turn to look at Shawn. "Yeah, you did overreact. But why? That's not the first photoshopped picture we've seen?" I ask in a calm tone.
"I don't know, just cause Ian's my best bud and the thought of you two kissing really got to me I guess."
I stand up from my chair and face him, taking in his features and noticing his sad eyes. I quickly embrace him and he hugs back immediately. "You know I love you right? And you're the only guy I want to kiss?" I ask into the crook of his neck. I feel him nod in response, not loosening his grip on me. I lightly pull away to look at him.
"(y/n), I'm really sorry. I love you and the thought of you kissing someone else just drives me crazy. Yeah I've seen a lot of other photos but the bad feeling builds up after a while and I kinda exploded," he chuckles.
I peck his lips. "That's understandable, but come on let's watch a movie and forget all about this, yeah?" I ask Shawn.
"Please," he smiles.
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this plot is really cliché lmao
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