Shawn Mendes Imagines

19- Make Up

You sat on Shawn's bed you fingers intertwined as you avoided eye contact with him.

"Why?" He asked. "Was I not good enough? Was all of it just a lie?"

"Shaw-"

"Did I not give you enough? I tried. After I fucked up I tried so hard to make things right. To make you love me again but you fuck everything over" he shouted over me.

"Shawn please" I begged. He headed over to me raising his hand. "Shawn!" I shouted fearing he was going to hit me. He looked at his hand and then back at me. His expression softening as he leans down to my level pulling me into him.

"I'm so sorry" he broke down. I grabbed his shirt keeping him close. "I'm such an ass, you thought I was gonna hit you and I shouldn't have made you feel like that"

"It's okay" I rubbed his back.

"No it's not. I scared you and I don't want you to ever feel like this" he pulled away wiping his eyes.

"You're such a softie" I chuckled lightly placing my hands on his cheeks. "I know I did something so wrong but so did you. We both made our mistake lets just forget about them mistakes and move on with our lives together." He smiled and kissed my lips pushing me back on to the bed.

Make up sex it is.

This moved v quickly, I'm sorry. I don't know how you guys feel about smut so I just left it out.