shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

never would {part two/suggested}

shawn mendes imagines
imagine xlvii
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shawn's pov
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suggested by: sha-awn

"i haven't seen you this upset for this long in forever man, you need to fix this," my friend, geoff, said to me as we sat in the living room of my condo.

i ran my hands through my hair, not knowing what to say. he took my silence as his chance to continue speaking, "you guys were tough-" he chuckled, "-i remember when you first started dating, so much shit was thrown at you and kayla, but you guys never cracked. when you were with her, you were your best. now, when andrew doesn't want you together, you give in and break up with her. why?"

"he threatened to drop me, geoff! he said if i didn't break up with her then i would be dropped," i yelled, regretting it instantly, "sorry."

"you never told me that," geoff said quietly, taking another drink of his water, "you just said he suggested it."

i sighed, shaking my head. i looked out the window as anger bubbled up inside of me.

"well, regardless what record label your signed too, or who your manager is, i'll still be touring with you. so i support whatever you decide to do. plus, there are record labels lined up for you, praying that you will be dropped so they can take you as their client. so it's not going to be like you will never get another job," geoff said.

"i want her back so badly, and the fact that she thinks i cheated on her. god it makes it worse. you should have heard her, she was a wreck. but what if he does drop me? what if i don't find another label or manager?" i question.

"man," geoff said, "did you not hear what i just said? you will be notified by so many other labels, you'll be signed to another just as quickly as you were released."

suddenly, reality hit me so hard it was like i ran into a brick wall.

i had to get her back.

i couldn't go on without her.

no matter what happened in the future, i needed her by my side.

"you're right. i don't even care if andrew drops me. i just need her back," i say, standing up and grabbing a nearby sweater.

"i must be going, but let me know how it goes," geoff said, standing up and bidding a final goodbye before stepping through the front door.

i pulled on my shoes and grabbed my keys, hurrying to the car.
my hands suddenly trembled as i started it upand began the journey to her apartment.

when i got there, i ran over what i was going to say a few times in my head before opening the door and walking towards the complex. i went up the two flights of stairs and found myself standing outside of her closed door. i brought my fist up, knocking quietly.

at first, the door didn't open. then, i heard shuffling on the other side and the door knob turned. when it swung open, i almost didn't recognize the girl that stood in front of me.

kayla's eyes were bloodshot, tears leaving shiny trails along her cheeks. her hair was pulled up and her body was engulfed in her favourite pair of pyjamas. her eyes went wide, not having seen me since before the breakup only mere hours ago.

"shawn?" she whispered, her mouth hanging open slightly.

"kayla," I replied, stuffing my hands in my pockets to hide the trembling.

"why are you here?" she asked quietly, her words breaking my heart.

"i have to talk to you," i said, watching her shake her head quickly, "there's nothing to talk about, shawn."

she started to close the door, but i stopped it with my foot just as it was about to slam. i winced, quickly coughing to hide it. she sighed and opened the door, refusing to meet eyes with me.

"all i ask for is five minutes, just five minutes then you can make me leave," i whispered, my voice unwillingly a croak.

she furrowed her brows for a brief second, before stepping to the side and letting me come in.

"should we sit-"

"no," she cut me off, crossing her arms, "five minutes."

"kayla i never cheated on you," i started, feeling a lump rise in my throat, "andrew made me. well, really, he just asked me to choose you or my career. if i chose you, he would have dropped me. if i chose my career, i would have had to do what i did and lie to you. i swear i regretted it as soon as i did it, because you mean so much to me-"

"wait, so you're saying you didn't cheat?" she asked, looking dumbfounded.

"would i have given you that promise ring for nothing?" i asked her, feeling my eyes burn with tears.

she said nothing, waiting for me to continue. her fingers instinctively started playing with the promise ring that i had given her only a few months ago. i continued, knowing she was wanting a full explination.

"i realized that there are so many other labels out there that would love to sign me, and will. i don't care if andrew drops me, kayla, but the guilt of you thinking i cheated has been killing me." feeling a tear drip down my cheek, i was quick in wiping it away, "i-i would never hurt you like that."

her expression immediately softened and she stepped towards me, pulling me into a hug. i let the built up tears escape, laying my head on her shoulder. i sniffled, shutting my eyes as an unwanted sob rose from my throat.

"please, take me back," i whispered, taking her hands in mine, " love you so much, i can't go on without you."

"it's okay, shawn, of course i'll take you back," she assured, rubbing my back, "i love you."

"i love you so, so, much more."

i sighed, holding her even tighter in my arms. she held me too and we just stood there, letting out tears that also washed away our worries.

"shawn, i-i'm so sorry about what i said. y-you're not an idiot."

i laughed sadly, "thanks, honey." i leaned in, pressing my lips to hers.

she smiled against my lips and kissed me back, her hands running effortlessly through my hair. she did it mostly because she knew i hated it, but now, it was the best thing in the world. when we pulled away from each other, she took me to the couch where she was watching greys anatomy. we sat down and my arm snaked around her waist.

for the rest of the afternoon, that's what we did. we sat on her couch watching netflix until the clock struck ten. she fell asleep in my arms but instead of moving, i stayed where i was and eventually, let myself doze off with her.

wc: 1182

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