Shawn Mendes Imagines

Strangers

PSA: hey new readers, thank you for picking this book to read! The first few aren't my best works so please pull through until like the 10th imagine, I promise they get so much more mature (not in sex, there's no sex) thank you so much AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS <3

(Y/N pov)

It's been a few months without my best friend Shawn here. He's been away on tour and promised to text me everyday after he was done performing.

But sadly he stopped a few weeks ago. I still text him everyday though asking how his day has been going, but he never answers back. I don't know; he reads it but doesn't respond.

I just tell my self he's busy with work and stuff and he'll text you when he has time, he's really busy, that's all.

But that's a lie. I see him take videos of his friends on tour just having an 'off day.' Can't he just take 10 seconds of that off day to send me a text back. But instead I look at my phone every 5 minutes to see if he actually replied, like a fool. Now I don't even get my hopes up anymore when my phone dings. I never see 'Shawny' it's all just notifications.

See, the thing is I like Shawn a lot. Not in those best friend loves. In the love love. But I'm too much of a coward to tell him. You don't know how difficult it is to confront the person you love the most. It takes so much strength and will power; that I don't have.

The negative to that too is, if he doesn't like me back, our relationship is ruined. I would rather walk a million miles through hot coals than to have our 4 year friendship disappear.

As I walk into school, another day with out my best friend. Wait actually, I don't know what Shawn is anymore to me, not a best friend, but distance acquaintances, like the people you don't talk to but just say hi to in the hallways.

Shawn actually to me now is a stranger. It breaks my heart to say it, but it's the truth. Now I have to except it. I walk to my locker and open it. As I lift up the handle, a cluster of post it notes fall on the ground. I open some and it's all negative; you can't hide behind Shawn anymore , Shawn finally saw how worthless you are, Shawn was too cool for you anyway, why did he even look at you, You're so fat and ugly not even makeup can fix you. I think I'm beginning to believe these notes. I am all the things on here.

I've been bullied all my life. I don't know what I did to these people to say such harmful things but they do. Shawn's been there to help me through it. He's the one that always at the end of the day, not matter how bad it was; to have a smile on my face. He was there when I wanted to end my life. Shawn helped me through it, but now Shawn's not here. No one is my friend. If they were, they would have had to endure the pain that I go through.

I don't ever want anyone to go through what I have to go through. I told Shawn to get away from me and stop talking to me, because he got bullied too for me. But he kept coming back. He stuck through it with me. I guessed now he finally listened.

As tears threatened to fall, I wouldn't let them because it's too much of a hassle redoing my mascara. Instead I just picked up all the notes and stuffed them in my backpack. There wasn't a nearby trash can. The bell rang, thankfully as I walked to my 1st class.

The day went by slowly as usually. I ate my lunch in the bathroom. Ever since Shawn left I've been too scared to show my face in the cafeteria. Occasionally I get pushed into the lockers. My parents always ask why I come home with bruises but I always say " I fell, you know how clumsy I am" and it always works.

Another few weeks pass and the notes and bullying have been getting worse. They throw me into the lockers everyday now, notes have been getting worse. Shawn still hasn't replied back.

I don't bother texting him anymore, it's just a waste of time now. I've learned no loves me, my parents got promotions and are rarely home. I've stopped eating. The fat jokes are killing me each and everyday. I have also began cutting. Not a lot but just on my upper thighs, I never wear shorts anymore, I'll just get made fun of more.

As the weeks went by, it's gotten much chillier. It's winter and snow falling and decorations are being put up. I walk home because it's the only highlight of my day. As I follow the trail I usually walk through and pass Shawn's house, I see a familiar jeep pull in the driveway.

  It's Shawn's jeep, but I know it's not him, I doubt it. It's probably his dad taking his jeep to get a wash. That thought gets washed away as I mindlessly walk looking at the snow. Until I hear a car door open and a way to familiar voice is speaking

"Yeah Brian, that gym work out was great- holy shit it's cold." He says following with a chuckle, oh how I miss that angelic voice. No (y/n) he left you at your worst time, never checked on you and left you, he's just a stranger.

My head automatically snaps down, and my walking speed picks up to almost a slow jogging pace. Shawn is 5 feet away from me. Just as I'm about to get away from his house my name's being called.

" (Y/N)?" Shawn shouts. I keep my head low and make a break for it. As I'm running I here my name again but I don't stop, he never called or texted, not even a hi. As I'm thinking these things I start crying, how pathetic. My legs get tired and my lungs burn so I stop in the middle of the sidewalk to catch my breath. I sit down and let my tears fall free.

Suddenly I hear big footsteps coming towards me. Oh shit. I try to get up but Shawn already grabbed my arm pulling back firmly so I won't escape his grasp.

"(Y/N), why were you running from me?" Shawn asks, pausing to catch his breath.

I keep my head low not talking and also not wanting him to see me cry.

" Hey, hey answer me." He says lifting my face up. I quickly swat his hand away from my face.

"There's nothing left to be said Shawn." I mutter, trying to get him to release my arm by shaking it vigorously.

"(Y/N) that's not going to work, and what the hell do you mean nothing left? When I left I remember us still being best friends." He states clearly confused.

I laugh at his stupidity whilst crying, "that's the thing Shawn, we aren't best friends anymore, just strangers." That's all I said before him letting go of my grip. I saw the confusion and heartbreak in his eyes as I turned away and started walking to the direction of my house.

"(Y/N)! What the hell, w-whatever I did please." He shouts.

"You can fixed what's broken Shawn, you just can't."

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This was my first imagine, ahh, I hoped you enjoyed, comment if you want a Part 2 :) -b