y/n pov,
It's been nearly two weeks since Shawn and you have been in contact because of work, you were standing in his office and you look at the wedding picture of you two from last year. Tears start to brim your eyes and you throw it at the wall, denting one of his guitars. Shawn hates it when i'm in his office ever since his second world tour started when he gets mad, he gets VERY mad. I didn't think this through very much as I walked out the office, leaving the shattered picture and broken guitar there.
He said he'd be gone for two weeks then come back but it's been a week since the two week mark. I was sitting on the couch watching The Walking Dead when I heard muttering at the front door and the door handle shaking, I paused my show and looked through the peephole and saw Shawn. I just coldly opened the door and sat back on the couch,
"Babygirl, what's wrong?"
"Everything Shawn! You were a week late and I didn't even get a phone call, text or anything. For all I knew you could've been hooking up with some random girls after shows!" I screamed as tears stained my face.
"Oh y/n, I wish I did." Shawn stated and walked upstairs as I heard the office door open but it went completely silent.
"Y/N, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY GUITAR?" Shawn came down the stairs, walked towards me and slapped me. The boy who I love slapped me, who I thought was the sweetest boy ever.
"Oh my god. Y/n, baby." I could see the guilt on his face, before he could do anything else I ran upstairs to our bedroom, locking the door behind me.
"Y/n i'm sorry I never meant to hurt you, I was just mad. Y/n please say something. I love you more then anything else in the whole entire world." Shawn kept banging on the door, but I ignored it and cried myself to sleep.
Next Morning (PLAY A SAD SONG THAT HITS YOU RIGHT IN THE ANUS)
I woke up with a dry throat and wet face from all the tears. Since Shawn probably went into the spare room or on the couch to sleep, I walked out to get a drink and he was laying against the door frame asleep, his eyes were red and puffy and he looked a mess, of course the floor had to creak to wake him up he shot up and said
"Y/n, I am sorry, i love you so much. I was just mad and you know when i'm mad i do dumb stuff. If i could take all that back I would in a heartbeat. I love you so so so so so much."
"Muffin, i'm sorry too. I know your guitars mean a lot to you so does your music, maybe more then this relathionship but we can get through this. I missed you, you know that?"
"I know y/n, i should've called." I felt his warm muscular arms wrap around my body, he kissed me on the top of my head.
No one can replace you babygirl.
I CRIED WHILE WRITING THIS, I KNOW ITS TRASH, THIS IS MY FIRST IMAGINE AND WATTPAD BOOK ON A COMPUTER.
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