Shawn Mendes Imagines

8- PMS

I sat on my bed my ankle resting on my knee as I waited very impatiently for Shawn to bring me my pancakes. I hate to admit it but I'm not the nicest of people when I'm PMSing never mind girlfriend.

He finally burst into the room with a tray of pancakes and a bottle of water. He headed over to me laying the tray on my lap as I adjusted myself.

"Can you wait a minute" I said pushing the tray off of my lap. Once I was settled I grabbed the knife and fork and started to eat. "What took you so long anyway?" I asked stuffing a piece in my mouth.

"They're pancakes that take a little longer than 20 seconds in the microwave" he chuckled taking the remote and flipping the channel.

"I was watching that" I scolded.

"We've been watching the Kardashians all day" he groaned.

"fine" he turned on the music channel and he was number 1 on the chart. He was already aware so he didn't celebrate like he did when he found out.

"There's me" he chuckled. My cheeks started to tighten and my lips pulled into a line. My vision became a little blurred and soon a salty substance was rolling down my cheek and I was crying hysterically. "What's wrong?" He asked pulling me into an awkward hug.

"I'm so proud of you" I sobbed as he removed the tray and pulled me into a tighter hug. He chuckled before stroking my hair allowing me to cry into his shirt and soothing me.

I finally pulled away a little looking up at him and laughing. He smiled and kissed my head before I fully pulled away.

"God this PMS is shit!" I groaned.

In honour of Shawn's UK #1 I nearly died when I found out I was so happy for him and how far he has come, omg go Shawn!!!! I also really like this, it reminds me of me a little

-Kitty x