shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

cheater

shawn mendes imagines
imagine i
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shawn's pov

i can't believe i did it.

i'm so stupid.

i cheated on my fiancé, and now i have to tell her.

i grabbed my phone and with shaky hands, dialed her number. on the third ring, she picked up. "hey baby!" her tone made my heart lash against my rib cage hard, causing me to bite my lip. i was about to take away her happiness, and i was beginning to wonder how i would live with myself after i did it.

"hi, c-could you come over? i have to talk to y-you," i said, my voice already thick with tears.

"of course, are you crying? is everything okay?" she asked, her voice now coated with concern.

"just come as soon as you can," i said quietly.

the line was silent for a moment, "okay, i love you."

"i love you too," i whispered, but the line had already went dead.

throwing my phone onto the couch cushion beside me, i angrily pulled at the roots of my hair. tears fell down my face as my eyes closed, and i hastily wiped them away.

i don't have to tell her.

it will blow over, won't it? jesus, no it won't.

after what felt like hours, her car pulled into the driveway. my heart began to beat faster than ever and more tears spilled out of my eyes. i tried to pull myself together, and come up with a logical reason as to why i did what i did.

"fuck," i muttered underneath my breath as i watched her jog up the walkway. she threw open the door, tripping into the living room as she pulled off her converse.

"shawn? what's wrong?" she asked, hurrying to the couch and sitting next to me. her hand was instantly on my cheek, her fingers entangling in my hair.

when i said nothing, she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me. i hugged back, knowing this was going to be the last hug shared between us. my arms fell from around her fast though, as i knew i didn't deserve to hug her after what i did.

"i have to talk to you," i said, my gaze colliding with hers.

"are you b-breaking up with me?" she asked meekly, her voice frail and scared.

"n-no," i whispered, shaking my head.

"oh," she said, "then what's wrong?"

"i, uh-" i hiccuped, a gasp slipping past my lips. the words choked in my throat, and it was then that i had gave myself away.

"what shawn? spit it out!" she said, her eyes looking at anything but me.

"i cheated on you," i spit, "i'm so, so sorry, i promise it meant nothing. i love you." i rushed my words, watching her expression change. she scooted away from me, clearly shocked.

"oh my god," she mumbled, her gaze now on her lap.

"i'm so sorry, it meant nothing," i said, my voice cracking as i reached out for her hand.

"i don't care what it meant!" she snapped, standing up, "all that matters is you did it, because i'm not good enough for you. why did i let myself believe this relationship wouldn't end like my last? i'm so stupid!" i have rarely heard her yell, so i couldn't help but let my eyes grow wide.

"no, i love you! you're not stupid!" i was desperate now, the thought of her leaving me overwhelming, "i didn't mean to hurt you."

she scoffed, looking at me with eyes that were filled with tears. tears ran down my cheeks too, and she scoffed, "why are you crying? you caused all of this! you tore us apart! you don't deserve to cry!"

she continued before i could get another word out, "if i'm all you need, why did you hook up with somebody else?" the state she was in hit me like a freight train, and i almost bowled over.

"i'm stupid, that's why. please give me another chance!" i pleaded, standing too and snatching her wrist in my hand, "i swear i won't screw up again."

"shawn i shouldn't have to give you a second chance! we were going to get married soon!" she exclaimed.

"we're?" i my jaw fell open.

she backed away from me, sliding the diamond ring off of her finger and glaring at me. she threw it on the ground, "have a nice life shawn, i hope you're happy now." she was sobbing completley now, her words barely audible. "don't hurt the next girl like you did me."

"baby-"

"don't baby me shawn, we're over," she whimpered, hurrying to the door. before i could catch her, she had her shoes on and she was running out the door. i slammed the door and sunk down the wall, crying into my hands.

i just lost the best thing that had ever happened to me, and i didn't know what to do.

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