Shawn Mendes Imagines

Cheater (Part 2)

"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyes glued to his phone in my hand.
He walked over to me and tried to pull it out of my grasp. I let him have it, not wanting to read anymore.
"I think I should be asking you that, don't you think?" I asked before continuing.
"What are you doing?" I asked, as tears began to build up at the bottom of my eyes. He stood there frozen, looking anywhere but at me.

"I know you weren't at the studio when I texted you earlier today. I saw your Jeep in her driveway." I said, refusing to call her by her name. Shawn didn't say anything and that angered me. It was silent for a moment. Trying my best not to yell I took a deep breath before speaking.
"How long has this been going on?" I whispered. Shawn hesitated before answering.
"A few months." He responded. A cry escaped my lips, how could I have been so oblivious? A tear cascaded down my face. How could he do this to me, to us?

I looked up at him but his eyes never made contact with mine. It angered me that he wouldn't look at me, he owed me answers. Didn't I deserve at least that?
"Look at me." I said, annoyed with his childish behaviour.
"At least own up to your idiocy." I spat, letting my anger get the best of me.
"I didn't mean for it to happen, alright? It just did." He said, looking at me only for a second before looking back at the floor in guilt.

Tears fell down my face now, like drops of rain falling down a window pane.
"Clearly I mean nothing to you, if you go behind my back and hurt me like this." I cried.
"I don't even know what I did to deserve this." I mumbled, walking over to the bed and sitting on it. I placed my face in my hands, feeling my heart shatter with ever sob I made.
"We were fighting a lot, and when I met Al- her," he said replacing her name with 'her', "I was happier.".
What he said just made me feel worse.

I lifted my face from my hands and looked at him.
"So are you're saying that it's my fault you're cheating on me? Because that's what I'm hearing." I replied. I looked away from him.
"I can't even look at you." I cried.
"It makes me sick knowing that you've been with another girl.". I shook my head, disappointed with the guy who stood in front of me.
"You took the easy way out." I mumbled.

I didn't want to hear anymore of his excuses so I just let him listen to what I had to say.
"When a relationship is rocky Shawn, you don't leave it to crumble. I stayed with you even though so many times I wanted to walk out because I was tired of the fighting. But I didn't, for us. I made an effort while you chose an easy way out." I mumbled.

"I know," a sob escaped my throat before I could continue, "that I tried my best in our relationship. No matter how many times I felt done, I couldn't imagine myself being with any other guy but you." I cried.
"That's how it should be when you truly love someone." I mumbled.

I got up from the bed and walked over to the closet. I knelt down, grabbing a duffle bag. It was quiet, the only sounds audible was the running shower and the zipper of the bag as I opened it.
"W-What are you doing?" Shawn asked as I placed the duffle bag on the bed.
"I'm going to make this easy for you. We're done. I'm leaving." I said as a small tear ran down my cheek. Two years for nothing but heartache in the end. It was a shame, because he didn't look like the heartbreaking type when I met him.

"No." Shawn said, panic evident in his voice. He rushed over to the bed but I walked passed him, going over to the dresser to grab some clothes.
"You can't leave me." Shawn said, trying to make eye contact with me now. I kept my eyes on the clothes in my hands as I made my way back to the bed.
"You already decided this when you got with her." I replied.

"No, Y/N please. I made a mistake." Shawn said, trying to grab the clothes from my hands.
"Stop." I said, pushing his hands away.
"Y/N please just stop and listen to me! Please." Shawn begged.

Fed up with his begging I stopped, put the clothes I held down and looked at him. Another piece of my heart shattered.
"I realize now that she means nothing to me. I have so much more with you, and if you leave me I'll be a mess." He said.
"I made a mistake. I should have worked through the hard times we had, instead of doing what I did. I will hold this guilt for the rest of my life, and I will never forgive myself. It kills me that I hurt you." He said as tears began to build up in his eyes.

"You are the most important person to me, and as stupid as it sounds doing what I did made me realize that." Shawn mumbled. He hesitantly brushed his fingers over my hands, that stood at my sides, before entwining his fingers with mine.
"I'll stop seeing her, I promise you that." Shawn mumbled, looking up at me from the gaze he had on our hands. Tears fell down his face now.

"I can no longer trust you." I cried.
"Maybe not," he mumbled, wiping a tear that fell down my face with his thumb, "but I'm willing to try and gain your trust back.". I looked away from him, knowing what my heart wanted. My head fought with the feelings my heart held.

"Baby please. Even though I don't deserve it, please just give me another chance." He cried, grasping my one hand he held tighter.
I stepped up on my toes and placed my lips on his, waiting for his lips to move against mine. When they instantly connected with his, his lips moved. This felt wrong but at the same time felt so right.

I was willing to work through this hurdle, just as I had with everything else we went through. Shawn pulled away from the kiss.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled against my lips.
"Don't hurt me again." I mumbled.
"Never." He replied, placing his lips back on mine.