Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

New years morning Part 2

  Y/n P.O.V

I sat in our bedroom the door locked and my head in between my legs, turning my light blue jeans a dark blue from tears. "Baby I didn't mean what I said" I hear his guilty voice say from outside "I never wanted to make you said, especially not on the first day of a new year" it was quiet for awhile the only noise being my sniffles and whimpers of sadness. "Please let me in, so I can make it up to you, I don't want your to be singing Aftertaste about me and me singing A Little To Much " he says with a plaintive cry. I quietly laugh at how he spoke of his own songs, quietly because I didn't want him to hear the I had a response or that I was even listening.
"Y/n ? Come on, are you asleep? Imagine she's asleep and I've been talking to myself all this time, how foolish would that be" he starts babbling to himself, I breathed out lightly, I know he's trying to help and I know it must of hurt, it just hit me deep. I hear him starting to get up to leave "stop, wait Shawn, the doors open" I hear him gasp at his stupidity, he twisted the door knob and walked in "I thought the door was closed like in the movies and so I didn't try opening it I'm such an idio-" he looks at me and calms down "sorry I UMMM, yeah. Anyway umm you heard everything I said outside, right?" I keep my eyes down at my knees and nod.  

  " you really don't understand how sorry I am" he confesses "yes I do" I reply quietly "what? I mean pardon?" He corrects himself to not sound disrespectful. " I said yes I do, I understand how sorry you are" I say in a more confident voice, so confident I didn't care if my voice broke. I hear Shawn sigh in relief "I thought I'd have to sleep on the couch tonight" he jokes with a chuckle "who said you weren't ?" I say seriously, his smile turned into a frown "wait..what?" Also like his smile turned opposite his tone did to, from happy to sad and lonely. He looked like a puppy who'd done something wrong and was caught in the act and told off, his eyes turned big and cute, pulling a puppy face doesn't work on me. Well it doesn't work with me on normal people, with Shawn it always works, because he's my baby and I love him.
I shift closer to him and out of my upward crouched position into a more relaxed position with my legs out running the length of the bed and I scooted my butt closer to Shawn and sighed, laying my head on his shoulder, knowing I couldn't hate him for long "I love you and I don't want to fight, not with you, especially not at the begging of a new year, I want 2015 to be the best year for us, the year that makes us see how strong we can be together and hopefully makes us decide to stay together till death do us part" he confesses with what seems his whole heart and all the emotions he can show at one time. It made my heart pout and I turned my head to his and kissed his jawline, with a tear of happiness and content sliding from my eye to his heart, well actually his shirt pocked but it sounds better as the heart one, haha.  

  "I love you too" I turn fully and pull him into me, climbing onto his lap and pushing him down on to are silk bed, the kiss continued for a few minutes, it was full of emotion and power. I laid my head on his chest hearing his melodic beating speaker which is otherwise known as his heart. My hand wrapped around his broad shoulders and his chin resting on top of my head, keeping it tucked and as locked to him as it could be, making sure I don't leave him, his right arm slowly slide onto my waist under my shirt and laid peacefully on my back. I already know this year is going to be amazing for us.