Shawn Mendes Imagines

Car Crash

"I love you Y/N." He says. I smile.

"I love you too." I say. We leant in for a kiss. Probably my last kiss with him.

We kissed. Suddenly, a large SUV had pulled out of a left lane, he was probably drunk. But we were also kissing, which is what made it even worse.

But he hit us, the SUV. He hit us and hit us bad. I felt my head fly and toss around. I couldn't see Shawn. I couldn't see really anything. That's all I remember.

I woke up. I felt a sharp pain in my rib. I look around to find I was in a car. The windows were shattered, the door was up against me. I try to remember what happened. Then I remembered. I look over and Shawn was up against the wheel, his head was bloody and so was his arm. He was asleep. At least that's what I'd like to say.

I felt the door open next to me and suddenly felt pain all over my body. It wasn't like soar pain either, it was sharp and made me scream.

"It's okay honey, we're gonna get you out of this." I hear a woman say.

"What, what about Shawn?" I say.

"So that's the boys name." The lady says and starts to lift me up.

"Wait! I'm not leaving without Shawn!" I say. The lady ignores me and continues to pull me out. I groan at the pain. She pulls me out onto a bed and I look around. I notice I'm in a car, and ambulance.

"Please tell me where Shawn is." I say as if anyone is listening.

"Honey were gonna get you out of here." I hear an unfamiliar voice say.

"I need Shawn!" I scream and wince at the pain.

"Shawn will be okay." At least that's what they said.

(A/N): should I make a part two?