Shawn Mendes Imagines

Shut Up!

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"Yo Shawn my boy! How has life been?" I hear some guy say as me and Shawn were walking down an alley, going to get some Starbucks and muffins.

"Hey hey man, how have you been." I sigh thinking Shawn was going to start hanging with those gangs again.

"Oh, who's this?" The man says as he takes a step near me.

"I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you." I say with a sarcastic smile on my face, trying to let Shawn know I wasn't happy at the moment.

"Well why don't you guys stop by my place for a bit, get to know the family if ya know what I mean." The man said, winking. I looked at Shawn who seemed happy about the idea. I sighed.

"I'm actually going to Starbucks, but I guess my friend Shawn can go with you." I say, waving.

"Oh, I thought you were-"

"dating? Yeah well why would I date a weed smoking junkie like him." I say, tears somewhat welled into my eyes, but I held them back.

"(Y/N)." Shawn said. I stopped him with my hand in the air.

"Go ahead Shawn. I don't care anymore. Waste your life away. I'm done trying." I walked away before Shawn could say anything.

After that, I knew Shawn had went like I had given him a blessing. I took a taxi home. When I walked inside, I through myself on the couch and started crying. I know he's going to get stoned tonight. I just know it. If that's what he's going to do, then I'll have to leave. I got up and went into our bedroom and started packing, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"(Y/N) stop! Don't leave me!" Shawn yelled. I continued packing knowing he was probably stoned.

"Shut up!" I yell. Sniffles came from my nose. I barely could breathe. I was crying too hard.

"(Y/N)! I AM NOT STONED! STOP! LOOK I KNOW I SMOKED IN THE PAST! WHY WOULD I WANT TO DO IT AGAIN KNOWING YOU WOULD LEAVE ME! I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO DO THAT TO MYSELF OR TO YOU!" He shouted.

"Shawn. It shouldn't just be for me, the main person it should be for is you." I say, I've stopped packing now but I was still crying.

"Of course it's for me too. But I love you. If I hadn't quit, I wouldn't be with you now would I?" Shawn sat on the bed.

"No. You wouldn't." I say. Shawn stood up. I looked into his eyes, he looked as if he wanted to cry as well. He wiped the tears that drenched my under eyelids. He leaned in and kissed me.

"I love you (Y/N). Please don't leave." Shawn said. I laughed a bit.

"I won't. I love you too." I hugged him. I was happy he had done that.