Shawn Mendes Imagines

I Know What You Did Last Summer (Part 2)

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"Hey this is Shawn, I can't answer your call right now so leave me a message and I'll get back to you. Thanks.". I sighed, ending the call before the beep at the end of the line. I tossed my phone to the end of the bed and then placed my face in my hands. I could feel the prickling feeling in my eyes as tears threatened to fall.

Its been a week since I had last talked to Shawn. Understanding that he needed some space I left him alone for a few days, but I just recently started texting and calling him. He never answered. I really missed him and all I wanted was him. I know that what I did last summer was wrong and stupid, and I apologized for it. But to Shawn, I guess an apology just wasn't enough. I really hoped that he loved me enough to forgive me and give me a second chance.

I heard the slight buzzing of my phone, causing me to lift my face from my hands and look over at it. It was lit up, with a text bubble showing on its screen. I reached to grab the phone and when I looked at it I saw who the text was from. It was from Shawn.

My heart rate sped up as I looked down at the text, almost in shock that he had responded. He didn't sound happy in the message but at least he was acknowledging me.

From: Shawn  

If I call u will u stop calling?

With clammy, trembling fingers I responded.

To: Shawn

Yes. I just want to talk to u.

A few seconds later my phone began to ring and Shawn's picture lit up on its screen. I waited a few seconds before answering the call.
"Hello." I answered, waiting to hear his voice at the end of the line.
"Hey." He replied, almost sounding miserable.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Can you come over?" I replied, my voice shaky from all the crying I had been doing.
"No." He said, causing a slight bit of panic to come over me.
"Please, Shawn. I just want to talk." I said, brushing my hair away from my face.
"We're talking now." He said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

Tears began to collect in my eyes.
"I don't want to talk about this over the phone." I replied, tears beginning to fall down my face. Shawn sighed before speaking up.
"I don't know, Y/N." He said.
"Please, Shawn." I cried. It was quiet for a while, and my crying was the only thing heard.
"Shawn?" I mumbled, beginning to wonder if he was still there.
"I'll be over in twenty minutes." He mumbled, causing a small smile to pull at the corners of my lips for a short second.
"Okay, I'll see you then." I replied, wiping a tear off of my cheek. Then he ended the call.

Shawn showed up at my house half an hour later. When I opened the door he didn't say much, and as he followed me up the stairs to my bedroom he didn't really say anything either. I crawled on my bed and sat near my pillow, as Shawn took a seat at the end of the bed.
"What is it?" He asked, looking at me for a split second before looking down at my bed comforter.
"I'm really sorry." I mumbled, picking up my pillow and placing it on my lap.
"I know that I have said that about a million times, but I don't know what else to say." I admitted, looking at him as much as I could. I could tell that it was hard for him to look at me too.
"What I did last summer was stupid, and a mistake that I wish I could take back... But I can't." I mumbled, making eye contact with Shawn. He was the first to look away.

"You deserve to be angry with me, but I don't think that you should leave me for it. Maybe I could understand if I didn't have any remorse for what happened, but I do. Or maybe if I wasn't begging for you to take me back, but I am." I said, as tears began to collect in my eyes once again.
"Yeah, but how can I be with someone who hurt me like that?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice.
"Every time I look at you, what you did last summer is at the back of my mind." Shawn mumbled, now hurt being the only emotion on his face. A few tears fell from my eyes, knowing the hurt I had caused him.
"Because you love me." I cried.
"You still love me, don't you?" I asked. Shawn's gaze from the comforter moved up to me as he responded.
"Of course I do." He mumbled.

"If you love me you would give me a second chance." I said. I placed my pillow down and crawled over to where Shawn sat. He just stared at me as I made my way over to him. He didn't back away or stand up, he just sat there. I sat in front of him, my legs touching his.
"I miss you." I whispered, looking into his eyes. I could tell that he missed me too, but didn't want to admit it.
"I promise that I won't hurt you again." I whispered, grabbing the bottom of his flannel shirt. Tears began to blur my vision. I rested my forehead on his chest and began to cry. These tears fell faster then the ones I had shed a few minutes ago.
"Please," I whispered, "give me another chance.".

Shawn moved my head from his chest, and just when I thought it was to get me off of him he placed a finger under my chin to lift my head. He softly placed his lips on mine, kissing me through my tears. Shawn's hands found my waist, and he held onto me with a secure grasp. He lifted me onto his lap, not breaking the kiss while doing so.
My arms found their way around his neck, pulling us closer together.

"We can move on from this." Shawn whispered, inches away from my face, after pulling away from the kiss.
"Just don't do anything like this to me again." He mumbled, looking into my eyes. I nodded as soon as the words left his lips.
"I promise." I whispered, before attaching my lips to his.

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