Shawn Mendes Imagines

I Still Love You

It's been a month since Shawn and I broke up. I have no clue what he's doing, or where he's at or why he's doing whoever the hell he's doing. But I don't care anymore. He's gone, he's lost me, for good. I don't need to contact him, I don't need him at all. He's gone, for good.

And if he thinks he can randomly show up at my doorstep and say he still loves me, I swear, I will freaking punch him.

"Hey, Y/N, wanna go out tonight?" Y/F/N said while bringing in some muffins.

"I guess, where to?" I ask. She hands me a muffin and I dig in.

"I don't know, there's a party at Nash's house, maybe we could go to that." Since Shawn is on tour, he really shouldn't be at the party. Plus Y/F/N has a huge crush on Nash. Ever since I introduced them they've been all over each other. Reminds me of what Shawn and I used to be. But whatever, I'm over him, so why not?

"Sure, R.S.V.P though." I say. She smiles and texts Nash. I laugh.

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"Oh god I'm excited, but I don't want to get too drunk, but I still want to get drunk." God Y/F/N is so bipolar.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna be drinking at all so you can drink." I reason. She cheers. We pull up in Nash's driveway and Nash greets us.

"HOLA Y/N and Y/F/N!" He greets us in a hug. Oh god he put WAY too much cologne on.

"How have you been since, you know, he left?" Nash asked.

"I've been just fine. I'm completely over him don't worry." I reason. He nods and gives me another hug. God I'm going puke at how much cologne he put on.

"Yeah, I've been helping her with it." Which she was right, she's been one of my biggest helpers besides my mother. Today was actually the first day I had muffins in the morning since he cheated on me.

"She has been, an awful lot." I say. Nash smiles at her and she breathes heavily.

"Well, let's go inside." She says. Nash looks down disappointed.

"Don't worry Nash, she likes you. But don't over do it with her while she's drunk please, or I'll kill you." I say. He laughs.

"Don't worry, I won't."

We walk inside and already people were way too drunk and making out in corners and dancing like they have no self respect. God it's just disgusting. Don't people have lives?

"Come on! Dance with me Y/N!" Y/F/N says. I walk over and start dancing, guys checking me out of course. Y/F/N laughs and I laugh too.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, come with me." She says. I go with her. We walk into the kitchen as she searches through a ice chest for some beer. I look around and see Jack and Cameron with... SHAWN? What the hell is he doing here???

"Oh god, Y/F/N, look." I say tapping her. She looks where I was pointing and gasps.

"How dare he show up here after he BROKE you!" I feel so angry right now.

"But, he is Nash's friend." I reason. She looks even more viscous then me. I see him look up at me, I scowl and look away. He looks perfectly fine. Like he hasn't been crying for a month straight, not eating most meals, feeling like he'll never find love again. But I have, and he wouldn't care if I were to explain it to him.

"He's coming over Y/N." I look over. You can tell he's drunk. He's barely walking and walking right into people. I start walking away and head towards the bathroom. I don't want to talk to that jerk. Ever again. A month now and he's still partying, just like he did that night. That night when he fucked another girl.

I walk into the bathroom, and find a corner to sit in. I sit down and begin to cry. I hear someone open the door. Crap I forgot to lock the door.

"OCCUPIED!" I yell. I hear the door shut. Thank god. But I start hearing footsteps.

"I SAID OCCUPIED!" Suddenly I hear laughing, familiar laughing. It took me a second to realize who it was. I stood up quickly.

"Shawn, please get out." I say. He laughs again.

"Oh but that's what yooou said last tiiime." He whines and starts walking over to me.

"Yeah, the last words I ever said to you." I said, crossing my arms over my chest and looking down. He lifts my chin and looks at me.

"I still love you (Y/N)." He says. I pull away.

"If you truly loved me, you wouldn't have slept with that girl." I say and start heading for the door.

"IM SORRY!" I stop, but don't face him.

"I can't do anything to take it back. It was the worst mistake I have ever made. I love you (Y/N), these past few weeks, I've been dying. I have been going to bars, getting drunk. My manager had to cancel my tour until I could get my drinking under control. I tried sobering up, but Nash invited me to this party and, I couldn't help it. I'm sorry though, (Y/N). I'm sorry and I know there is nothing I can do about it. But I wanted you to know, how much I love you and my apology." I walk over to him. He was crying. I wiped away his tears. I looked at his lips. I leant in, and he kissed me, aggressively, but passionately. You can tell he truly missed me, and he is truly sorry. But I just couldn't. I pulled away.

"I'm sorry. But I can't." I say and walk out of the bathroom.