the city || s. mendes

two

one month before

shawn barged downstairs to the basement where her bedroom was. technically, every room was her bedroom. parker had claimed each and every square inch of this tiny little house.

"you know what! im sick and tired of being 17, park! this is ridiculous. i made sure to tell my dad two weeks beforehand that i'd need a ride to the airport today to visit one of my friends back home. he didn't want anyone else to drop me off but him. so i said deal as long as i get a ride. and what does he do?" he booms, giving me a pause to answer.

she only gave him a blank stare.

"he tells me he's too tired! can you believe it, park? he's too tired? are you kidding me? i work my ass off 24/7 for my career and he can't even drive half an hour to the damn airport?" shawn raised his voice even louder. she winced. "it's johnson's birthday! his 20th birthday and i promised him i wouldn't miss it for the world. i don't break promises, parker. shawn mendes is not a promise breaker," he said to her even though it was probably more for himself.

parker laid back and stared at the ceiling the entire time he spoke. she did not want to see the fire in his eyes.

"i wish i was able to drive. get out of this ratty old town. fully focus on my music and the fans. you know, the people i actually care about!" shawn confessed.

"yeah, you're right." parker whispered.

"thank you for understanding me!" he sighed happily, falling onto the beanbag by the stairs.

she looked up from the ground and into shawn's eyes. "why don't you go to jack and then never come back here, huh? i know this is all one publicity stunt to show everyone you're just a normal guy from canada. but if it hurts you this much, then get out of it. i'm sorry i'm not worthy enough to be cared about."

"oh, shit. park, i didn't-"

"no. you meant it. i know you did," parker breathed before letting out a dry chuckle. "i knew from the beginning that you were just like the others, shawn. i knew you were only pretending to be the good guy."

"parker, i swear that's not who i actually am. i only said those things because i was mad at my dad not-"

"you don't get it, do you? your dad misses you. he's gonna take every chance he can get to make you stay longer. your whole family probably misses you. you're always on the go and you never seem to turn around and just stop for a minute."

shawn scoffed, rolling his eyes. "everyone knows that i'm busy. they know that music comes first. and besides, my family is annoying sometimes."

that's it. i've had enough. "at least you have a fucking family, mendes. you piece of shit. you get to come home everyday from school to someone who asks how your day was. you get to sit down at the dinner table with plates and forks and spoons not just for yourself. oh my god, shawn- you're so lucky. stop acting like such an asshole and smell the fucking roses!" she screamed to the top of her lungs.

shawn was taken back. he didn't make a sound. realization had finally hit him.

"you don't have to hear the constant hum of the air conditioning that reminds you that you're all alone. you don't always have to worry if your parents are even alive. if they'll ever come back," parker croaked, breaking down.

he had tried to wrap his arms around her, but she forcefully pushed him away.

"get out of my house. i don't want to see your face ever again," she screeched. he only tried a second time. it took a while before she became too tired to fight him off.

shawn held her close as parker sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until her eyes felt completely dry. they stayed like that for the rest of the night. he would kiss her forehead over and over again, repeating the words "i'm sorry" softly into her ear.

the next day, shawn had left a notepad on the counter. all the pages were empty except for the last one.

"here's a song to my parker. i promise you'll never be alone," she read aloud.

fuck i love this chapter ,, i know not a lot of people read this story and im kinda grateful for it?? idk . kinda seems as if its my little secret . this story is kinda like an... explanation of a love story. its all going in reverse and it wont be in order.

i hope one of you come across this story and love it as much as i do.

thank you for all the support, i lub you guys... until next time