Goodbye. {Shawn Mendes Fanfic}

Shawn?

All week I stayed home in bed. I haven't eaten anything for the past week, I survived off of water. Shawn not talking to me has made me really depressed. He was the only person who made me smile, he's the only person who actually made me happy. My mom was working early morning shifts and coming home at around eight at night, my dad was working the night shift he comes home by 12:00 in the afternoon and sleeps until his next shift started.

I sat on my bed looking out the window. I saw Shawn's car pull up in the driveway and I groaned. I looked dead as of right now. My hair was in a messy bun and I was wearing baggy clothes and to make things worse I wasn't wearing my makeup. I watched as Shawn sat in his car, he looked so frustrated. A few tears escaped my eyes just looking at Shawn sitting in his car.

I missed him so much. I missed crying into his chest, I missed him playing with my hair whispering sweet nothings in my ear just to make me feel better about myself. I miss those cute dates he took me on. I miss him.

Shawn ran his fingers through his hair before exiting his car. He stood there for a few seconds looking at the house, it seemed like he was debating on whether or not he wanted to walk up to the house. I rolled my eyes before opening the window. "Why are you here?" I ask and Shawn looked up to where I was. A small smile appeared on his face before it disappeared. 

"I um... I brought over the clothes you left at my house." He says innocently. "Leave them at the doorstep." I say before starting to close the window. "I actually want to talk to you." I blurts and I roll my eyes for the thousandth time today. "No?" I ask clearly not wanting to talk. Shawn simply nods and I sigh before agreeing. I walk downstairs and open the door for Shawn. He walked into the house and handed me my duffel bag that was left at his house. I took the bag full of clothes before leading Shawn upstairs to my room. We both sat in an awkward silence, no one dared to say a word; we couldn't bare to look at each other.  If I looked at him I know I would instantly break down in tears. 

"Santana, when was the last time you've eaten?" he asked while looking at me. I just shrugged and he sighed as a response. "I'm going to cook you some food." Shawn says standing up to walk out of my room. "I'm not hungry." I say while looking out the window watching as a few cars passed by my house. "You're going to eat something." He says before walking downstairs. 

A few tears escaped my eyes once Shawn walked out of my room. I decided to lay down, I covered my entire body with the blanket. More and more fell from my eyes and I was clueless. I had no idea why I was crying. I've only cried once this week and it was the day Shawn left me, I didn't cry once after that day. There was no reason to. When I was younger my parents always told me that no boy is worth my tears and I've always believed them. But it sucks! It sucks to keep all your emotions bottled up. One day that bottle is going to break and you're going to be overwhelmed with emotions. 

Shawn soon came back with food. He placed the food on the nightstand before pulling me into a tight hug. I pull away from the hug to see Shawn's facial expression. "Why are you here?" I asked and Shawn sighs. "I missed you." He says simply and I gave him this looking telling him to continue on with what he had to say. "You stopped going to school and I thought you hated me." He says the last part quietly. "I don't hate you." I say in a hushed tone. It's impossible for me to hate him. He's done so much for me this past month than anyone else has during my entire life span. 

Shawn handed me the plant holding a sandwich, his eyes were practically begging me to eat the sandwich. I took a few small bites of the sandwich to satisfy Shawn. "I don't want to give up on us." Shawn says while running his fingers through his long brown hair. "I don't want to give up on us either." I sigh. "But how are we going to spend time together when Nevaeha is basically stalking us and threatening to tell Nash about us?" I ask while looking up at Shawn. "I'll bribe her with money to leave us alone." Shawn says like it's nothing.

"She doesn't want money. She want's to ruin my life even more." I say and Shawn groans in annoyance. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me toward him so we're sitting side by side. I rest my head on Shawn's shoulder and he turned his head to kiss my forehead. "I'm sorry for acting like a bitch, I don't know why I was acting the way I was." Shawn says and I look up at him. "It's fine." I say and Shawn grabs the remote for the TV. Shawn turned on the TV and changed the channel to nickelodeon, SpongeBob was on and Shawn placed the remote on the nightstand knowing I would be too lazy to crawl over there and get it. I laughed as Shawn stared at the children's Shawn not bothering to take his eyes off of the screen.

"What?" He laughs turning his attention towards me. "You're staring at the TV as if you were to blink you'll miss the entire Show." I laugh. "This is my favorite Show!" He argues and I laugh at his response. Shawn turned his attention back to the screen and I smiled. "You're so cute." I say messing up his hair before climbing out of bed to go into my closet. 

"I'm going to change." I say and Shawn turns his head to face me. "Why? You look cute." He says and I playfully roll my eyes. "I look like I died." I say and Shawn shrugs as if he was agreeing with me. I threw the extra pillow in my closet at him."I was just agreeing with you." He laughs and I grab the pencil off of my desk to throw at him. "Stop throwing things." He laughs even harder. "I'm running out of non-harmful objects to throw." I laugh and look over at the lamp giving Shawn an 'evil' look. "I was joking gosh." He says while laughing knowing I'm not crazy enough to throw a lamp at him. 

I walked into the bathroom and took a five minute shower before changing into black leggings and a dark blue T-shirt. I took my hair out of its messy bun and brushed out my hair. I put on some light makeup to make my face just a tab bit ugly. I looked over myself in the mirror to make sure I looked presentable. 

I walked out the bathroom to see that Shawn had changed positions on the bed, he was now laying on his stomach facing the TV. I jumped on top of Shawn and he laughed while flipping us over. He sat on top of me as I struggled to get from underneath him. "Shawnnnnnnnnn." I whined. "Yes?" He asked pretending to be innocent. "Get off of me." I demanded and Shawn pretended as if he couldn't hear me. "Shawn!" I yell and slap his chest. "You're so weak." He laughed. "Shut up." I respond glaring at him. Shawn began to tickle me and I squirmed underneath him.

"Okay.........Okay........Stop." I scream while laughing out of control. By this time I was on the floor rolling around trying to get Shawn to stop tickling me. "Shawn please." I say while hysterically laughing. "What am I doing?" He asks innocently continuing to tickle me. I was getting irritated but I couldn't stop laughing. "Please stop tickling me." I beg through my huge fits of laughter. Shawn finally stops and I take a while to catch my breath and stop laughing. Once I was done getting myself together I glare at Shawn who was bright red. "It's so funny when you laugh." He laughs and I throw a pillow at him. The entire room was a mess. Everything that was on my bed was now on the floor along with a few things that my foot kicked while I was rolling on the floor laughing. 

"I hate you." I laugh while looking at my messed up room. Shawn playfully pouts and crosses his arms over his chest pretending to be mad. "I was joking." I laugh while pretending to pout. Shawn kissed my cheek and I began to smile. "I love you." I smile up at him. "I love you more." He responds kissing my forehead.  "That's impossible." I smirk. "Oh it's possible." Shawn pecks my cheek point to my cheek like a little kid signaling I wanted another kiss. He lightly chuckled before pecking cheek one last time. 

He's so adorable!