shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

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shawn mendes imagines
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shawn's pov

"andrew that is the stupidest thing i have ever heard!" i argued with my manager.

"it's not stupid, shawn, it's true. she's holding you and your career back-"

"what would make you think that?" i snap, cutting him off mid sentence.

"she's always with you!" andrew yelled.

this is the first time that andrew and i have fought. he was telling me how my girlfriend, kayla, was holding me back - carrer wise. i was defending her, and saying that he was wrong all together.

"so? aren't couples supposed to be together?" i remarked, my patient level dropping while my anger level shot through the roof.

"not constantly! i'm not arguing with you shawn, all i'm saying is i cannot afford to be losing people that are signed to island. your career will go places shawn. i'm telling you, all you have to do is break up with her," andrew said, turning around and facing his laptop.

"are you crazy? tomorrow is our two year anniversary! i'm not just going to break up with her," i say, my voice shaking, "you are crazy."

"that's up to you. you have twenty minutes to make the call, and if you still haven't, you'll no longer be on island records," andrew said flatly.

"i don't think i-"

"is she more important than your career?" andrew cut me off, turning back around to face his computer.

i angrily ran my hands through my hair, my hands shaking as i shot daggers into andrews back.

what am i supposed to do?

i didn't want to lose everything i have worked for, but i didnt want to lose kayla either.

with a shaky hand, i reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone. andrew looked back at me and gave me a small nod, turning back to his computer.

bastard..

i opened up the keypad and dialed her number, contimplating weather or not to press call.

"what do i tell her?" i asked, my eyes unwillingly burning with tears.

"just tell her you cheated," andrew said.

sighing, i pressed call and stood up. i left the studio and went outside, sitting down on the cement stairs. i prayed she wouldn't answer, that i could lie to andrew and just say i broke up wih her.

"hey baby!" she said when she answered the phone.

damnit.

"hi, i have to talk to you," i couldn't keep my voice steady, and i think she caught on.

"is everything okay?" she asked, her voice innocent. she had no idea about what i was going to say, and it killed me knowing that i was about to destroy her.

"n-no," i tried to laugh, but it came out like i was letting out a deep breath.

"what's wrong?" she asked, nothing but silence on the other end after she spoke.

i could tell she was getting scared.

"kayla, i-i cheated on y-you," i mumbled, the lie ripping holes in my throat.

"y-you what?" her voice was quiet, and i could tell she was about to cry, "shawn-"

"i'm so sorry kayla-"

"am i not good enough? do you not love me? god, i can't believe you. tomorrow is our two year anniversary and this is what i get," she laughed through an audible sob, "we're done shawn, done."

"baby-"

"don't 'baby' me. the one mistake i will never make again is falling for idiots like you," kayla whimpered, "i can't believe i gave myself to you. y-you promised, shawn, promised!"

"kayla-" my heart broke, as she thought i broke the one promise that i made with her. i was her first, and she said she wanted someone who she could trust. i told her she could trust me, yet here we are.

"i have to go," she croaked, the line falling dead instantly.

i groaned in frustration, tears streaming down my face as i threw my phone on the ground in rage. running my hands through my hair, i accepted the fact that i had lost the best thing that ever happened to me because in the moment, i cared more about my career then her.

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