Shawn Mendes Imagines

Lonely

This is a fanfic I wrote but I un-published it because I felt the need for it too get better. This is actually a true story of my feelings, so please respect this.

Here I am again feeling as if I'm in a can, nobody there to help me out. I'm trapped. Not feeling too good actually all of my emotions bottled up I feel like I can explode. But I keep it in, I've let it all out before but people just act like nothing happened or I'm just think I'm even weirder than I am. My own family doesn't seem to understand all the pressure and sadness I go through, my friends just listen but they don't help. My dad always ask why I don't talk to him about how I feel and what makes me unhappy but all he does is make it worse. I understand how he's just trying to help me but its too much, he always tells me how he was my age and how he has gone through everything I've been through...NOT. He was the star athlete in school, every girl wanted him and he was basically the pretty boy. Anyways I just wish that one day I would find someone who would understand me and maybe even know me better than I know myself. I and really hope he helps me be happy again. Now I'm one of those teenagers who listens to music and cries in her closet and sometimes cries myself to sleep, I used to be one of those happy little kids with light in my eyes and hope in my heart. Only if my family knew how I felt.
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(Y/n) 's pov:
This is such a mess. I don't want to be here I honestly don't see the point on why my dad dragged me here. Right now I'm in a self confidence class which I don't understand since my mom and dad are so extroverted and confident. How am I the odd one out? I'm a totally massive introvert and not so confident. I understand my dad cares and wants the best for me but I just want somebody to talk to me and not make me feel worse. "So (Y/n) what do you want to be when you grow up?" Anna asked me. (The acupuncturist) "Well..um when I grow up I want to be a singer...but" I paused for a moment trying to keep my tears in. "But what?" She asked "I've been told many times I'm too shy and won't make it into the singing world" I said quietly putting my head down (A/N tbh this is all true). She stayed quiet, I mean who wouldn't nobody ever had anything much to say to me "(Y/n) , everyday for the next 32 days I want you to write, Care but NOT THAT much in blue pen because YOU are the one that is gonna change your path nobody else." Anna said smiling. "Okay" I said looking up "And sing your heart out, don't always care what others think. have confidence, confidence is sexy its key" she smiled. she checked the time "you could go now, your dad is waiting for you" I got up and waved goodbye while walking out to the car. "How was the session?" My dad asked. "It was good" I said plainly "what did you learn?" "Stuff" "what stuff? " I sighed "confidence and how to have it" my dad nodded and continued to drive home.
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-IN THE HOUSE-
I ran upstairs and flopped onto the bed. Tomorrow I have school and I don't plan on going but I have too, I didn't do any of my homework because my schedule keeps getting changed which is really annoying me but I guess I have to deal with it. I get up and walk towards my book shelf to read a book but something else caught my eye, it was labeled "childhood" I chuckled thinking about all the amazing things I did as a child but my smiled turned into a frown as I remember I lost a good friend. Somebody who understood me, but he never was even real in the first place.

Or so I thought.

(A/N) Soooo I hope you enjoyed this tbh to much better than my last imagine but it's also shorter and longer with 743 words (part 2 maybe)
~enjoy lovelies
Kiara 💓✨