Stress

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I stare at the pile of papers and at my computer. I have loads of homework and I have to write a 7000 word essay. And I've only written two words, my name. I sigh deeply and hit my head on the table.

"Ow." I moan quietly. I hear a knock at my door before it opens, my mum appears.

"Hey sweetie. Someone's here to see you." She says kindly. Giving me a gentle smile.

"Okay, thank you." I reply. She leaves as I get up and walk down the stairs. I stop half way when I see who's at the door. I sink into the steps. Trying to hide myself.

"Y/n?" I hear him ask. I stay silent and close my eyes.

"Y/n? I can see you." He says chuckling. I open my eyes and he's standing before me.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Your mum invited me, said you were stressed with school. I think she thinks we're still together." He says quietly, looking at the floor.

"I'm fine." I say getting up and retreating to my bedroom. He follows.

"Woah, that's a lot of work." He states.

"Think I don't know that." I say sternly, grabbing my reading book and open to where I left off. I hear him sit on my bed, I knew he was watching me.

"What happened to us?" He asked suddenly. I glance at him and raise me eyebrows. I snap the book closed and sit back, putting one leg over the other.

"Well, that's a very long story, one you know so well." I say rolling my eyes at him.

"I said I was sorry." He mumbled looking down at the ground.

"Yeah well that isn't enough. What you did, it's something I can't forget." I reply sternly. Looking away at him so he can't see my eyes tear up. It's been so long, yet I still feel every emotion I felt the day I found out.

"I know, I know!" He says angrily standing up. His gaze was stone hard until it went soft. He started walking over to my cupboard door. I suddenly realise what caught his eye.

"You still have this, even after what I've done." He says sadly. He turns around holding a picture of us both. I was sitting on his shoulders as he looked out at the sea, my arms stretched out, our backs to the camera. The sunset casting an orange glow.

"Yeah, I do. It was the happiest day of my life." I whisper sadly, a sad smile on my face.

"Its mine too. It was the day we confessed our love to each other." He says looking up at me, tears in his eyes.

"We made a promise." I whisper.

"That what ever happens, we'll work through it." He recites.

"That our love and life were combined." I recite also.

"That in that moment, we will remember our love." He says.

"Our happiness." I say smiling up at him.

"Our forever." We say together. A tear falls down my face.

"I'm sorry y/n!" He says, bursting into tears. I've never seen him break down like this.

"I see you at school, at the shops, everywhere. And all I remember when I see you are my mistakes. The mistake. I know what I did was wrong. And I know every girl fears of what I did. Trust me, if I could take back that kiss, that night, I would." He continues.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. But I did. Because what I did hurt. I got drunk. Yeah, I know that's not an exception but, urgh! I dunno. I miss you okay. I want you back. So I can walk into school with a smile, to tell my mum I had the best day ever. To go on dates with you again. To reenact the scene from titanic every time we go onto a bridge. To be able to hold you hand..." He says looking at me, tears streaming down his face.

"I love that scene from Titanic." I say laughing through my tears.

"Same." He says laughing too.

"Shawn...oh Shawn. I may never forget what you did. Nor will I forget the memories we created. I still feel the hurt you caused. But, I can forgive you. Because no one deserves to be hated for a mistake. Shawn, I love you. And I've never stopped." I say getting up and running to him, giving him the biggest hug ever.

"I love you too." He cries out, hugging me even more.

"Guess what?" I whisper sitting in front of him, holding his hand.

"What?" He says smiling down at me.

"My stress has finally gone." I say laughing. He laughs too. Pulling me back up, so he could give me the kiss I'd been dreaming about for so long.

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