Shawn Mendes Imagines

Confusion

I clenched my jaw. Anger was rising up in me, fast. 'Shawn what's going on! You tell me that you're busy and you're doing something with someone.' I say this viciously, his eyes squinting at me like I'm distorted. 'Shawn I know you're cheating on me!' I grab the blue cushion on the couch and throw it at him.

'Y/N I DID NOTHING!' He screams at me, catching the pillow and throwing it on the tiles.

Luckily the walls are soundproof, otherwise the police might have been called.

'Shawn,' I say in a much calmer voice, taking breaths as I speak, 'what is going on?' He looks up at me, and then looks down at the ground, apologetically.

'Are you going to reply?' He stands there looking at me. I sigh in exasperation and sit on the white couch. My white skirt exposes my legs, and I cross them. I take off my blue and white jumper, and place it next to me. Tonight was supposed to be fun, hanging with mates but then when I saw the message saying 'Shawn, that was fun yesterday, we should do it again' I knew he was cheating on me.

'God Shawn I waste all my energy on you, trying give you love, but you give it back like I've sent you a bunch of rotten roses.' He looks at me again, his eyebrows raised.

'Y/N....I'm not cheating on you....it's just....I don't...never mind.' He shakes his head and looks at the stairs next to him.

'What Shawn?' I say this a bit too harshly.

'That I'm not cheating...I'm just so confused.'

'Confused about what? Shawn, are you picking over me and the other girl?' Maybe he's been seeing her for so long.

'Y/N...'

'Just say it!' I take a pillow and hold it in my lap.

Tears start forming up in his eyes. 'I'm gay.'