shawn mendes imagines

Car Crash

"You're beautiful! You're beautiful! You're beautiful it's true!" Shawn sang loudly in his angelic voice, and I sat next to him snickering at him.

We went for a drive, to god knows where, and he had put on his playlist and was singing all of the songs at the top of his voice. Not that I was complaining or anything, his voice was, like him in general, a gift from the gods.

He turned to look at me once the song ended, "you are beautiful, by the way" he said, winking at me cheekily.

"Easy Mendes, keep your eye on the road." I said back. He protested that he was aware of what he was doing, but looked back to the road all the same.

A few more Drake songs later, and we were both shouting out the words to 'We Found Love' with Rihanna.

"We found love in a hopeless place! We found love in a hooopelesss place!" I sang, shouting, with my eyes closed. I felt Shawn look at me and chuckle and moved his hand to hold mine. The feeling of his touch made me open my eyes, and a split second after opening them, I let out a piercing scream.

Shawn had not been paying attention to the road and had accidentally driven into the other lane, where a giant truck was speeding towards us.

After hearing my scream, Shawn swerved out of the road and down the bank, the car rolling over and over before I hit my head and everything went black.

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I woke up in a white bed, in a plain and white room. There was a monitor beeping beside me and tubes in my hand. It took me a full minute of terror and confusion to realise where I was, and to realise why I was there.

The events of the car crash flashed across my mind and I panicked, sitting up and attempting to pull out the wires I was connected to. The heart monitors beeps increased rapidly and before long a whole group of nurses rushed into the room to calm me down.

"Shawn! I want Shawn!" I tried to say to them, but my voice just continued to keep cracking.

One of the nurses nodded at me "I know you're confused but you need to relax."

But they didn't understand! I needed to see Shawn! I needed to see if he was okay!

I shook my head and tried to get out of the bed but was pushed back down but the nurse. "Calm down. You need to calm down. You're badly hurt and you need to lie back down." She said softly, yet firmly and pushed me back into a lying position.

I wasn't having any of it. I was not going to let this woman push me down and stop me from seeing Shawn. I just wasn't having it.

I pushed myself up again and forcefully pushed her away from me. She stumbled back and I tried to stand up.

However, the other nurses swarmed around me before I could do anything and I was pushed back onto the bed and a shot of some drug was put into my bloodstream by one of the nurses and I was already starting to feel drowsy.

I kicked out and tried to push them off, but I was too tired.

My eyelids dropped over my eyeballs and I was asleep within seconds.

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I awoke much much later, sometime in the early morning, judging by the sunrise that was creeping up the horizon and I noticed there weren't many tubes in me anymore.

Shawn shot through my mind again and I fought every want to panic again and call his name out again. Instead, I found myself calmly calling out for a nurse.

I didn't have to wait long, only a few seconds, before one walked into my room briskly, stopping at the foot of my hospital bed.

"Yes?" She asked. Her voice was soft and soothing, and went with her small and gentle frame. She had mousy hair and a timid yet warm face.

"I was wondering where the man is that I came in with?" I asked, my voice nothing more than a croak.

She seemed to stop breathing for a moment before answering me in a low and even more kinder tone. However, my stomach still dropped.

"I'm so sorry, Miss, but he's fallen into a coma. And there's no saying that he will wake up."

I stared at her for a few moments, drinking in what she had just told me.

Bullshit. She must be lying. Shawn is just getting a drink, he'll be fine. He will pop up at any moment and ask me how I am and tell me how much he loves me. I sat there in my plain hospital room, waiting for the one person I've ever loved.

But that moment never came.

After 3 long days in the dingy hospital bed I was finally allowed to get out and visit my boyfriend. I still didn't believe that mousy haired nurse's words. Shawn couldn't be in a coma; it just didn't make any sense.

The corridors were hard to manoeuvre around, as every single hallway looked the same but I refused any help finding him from any of the nurses. I didn't trust any of them.

I stumbled around the building for what seemed like a half hour, but was probably only a few minutes, my heart thumping louder and louder with every step.

The door handle was slippery in my hand, meaning my palms bad sweated without me even noticing. My heart was beating in my throat when the door clicked and swung open.

My mouth went completely dry when I saw my beautiful boyfriend on the bed. His body was completely wired up and attached to a machine that was beeping with every beat of his heart.

I sank down into the hard plastic blue chair that was positioned by his bed, my eyes never leaving his sleeping face. He looked peaceful and if I didn't have the slightly comforting beeping in my ears, I would've presumed him dead. His pale face looked as beautiful as ever, but was just as haunting.

I lifted my hand up and traced his jaw with my finger, then his lips and his eyebrows. When I got no response from this, tears began to burn at the back of my eyelids. I cursed myself, of course he wasn't going to respond he fast asleep and there's no way of waking him.

"Shawn?" I said, my voice coming out no louder than a cracked whisper.

No response.

"Baby?" I said again, my voice a little bit louder.

Still no response.

I took a deep breath and swallowed, hoping to make my mouth less dry.

"I don't know if you can-umm-hear me. Apparently people in comas can hear but I don't really know." I paused and sighed. I sounded like I was reading from a book or something. This is Shawn, be yourself.

"I really need you to wake up. I don't know if I can cope without you, baby" my lip trembled as hot tears made their way down my cheeks.

"I need you to give me a sign you can hear me. Please Shawn." I sobbed, taking his hand in mine and giving it a gentle squeeze, hoping and praying that he would do the same back and open his beautiful brown eyes and tell me everything is alright.

I sobbed even harder once I realised the inevitable. He wasn't going to wake up. And there was nothing in my power that I could do to stop that.