Shawn Mendes Imagines

84- Curiosity Killed the Cat.

I threw my keys into the bowl next to the door and flicked off my shoes before calling through the house. Shawn's jeep was in the driveway so I figured he would've answered me. I shrugged it off and headed into the kitchen to make a smoothie.

I heard an unusual grunt coming from upstairs and I immediately furrowed my eyebrows before my curiosity caused me to rush up the stairs.

The grunting soon changed in frequent moans. My heart dropped as I heard Shawn shout another girls name. My lip trembled and I felt as if I was living a nightmare. He told me he was different, he said he wasn't like all those other guys. Not once have I been with a man who has never cheated on me; maybe it's bad luck.

I walked closer to the door and placed my hand gently against it as a string of profanities left their mouths. I was disgusted.

Disgusted at the fact he made another women feel as good as he made me, disgusted the fact that he could moan another name which wasn't mine, disgusted at the fact that he claimed to love me although he didn't. I couldn't take it no more. The pain, the heartbreak it was all coming so quickly. A million bad memories flooded back to me and I felt as if I was reliving every single one of them.

"S-Shawn?" I cried. He jumped from the bed grabbing a pair of boxers and slipping  them on as he followed me out of the door, leaving that honewrecker slut behind.

"Baby, it's not what it looks like?" He said grasping a hold of my arm.

"You know how many times I have heard that?" I questioned as he turned me to face him. "And every time it is exactly what it looks like." I cried more, tears flowing down my face and dripping form my chin on to the cold wooded floor.

"I'm sorry" he sighed. I shook my head and my lip trembled as I glared at him.

"You know, Shawn, I thought you were different but I guess not." The sadness was soon replaced by anger and my blood boiled at the sight of him. "You know what hurts the most? The fact you promise me you would never hurt me like those guys did, that you could treat me better than they could but I guess you speak the same language as them." I bite the inside of my cheek. "Bullshit!" I pushed his chest hard and he stumbled back a little.

"y/n, please" he pleaded as he reached out to hold me.

"Don't touch me!" I yelled. "I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you, I'm sorry I couldn't fulfil your every need. I'm sorry that I go out every fucking day to make money so we can have a better lifestyle and I come home to this. You're pretty pathetic Shawn. I hope you and your little slut have fun together."

"y/n, please stay. I don't want you to leave, your my everything! My love, my darling. I love you, please don't go. It meant nothing to me, I called he because I needed a little help." I shook my head.

"Unbelievable! How can you say those things after you blatantly slept with another girl because you  felt a little needy. You know, God gave you a right hand. Your pathetic." I grabbed my keys and my bag and headed to the car, Shawn trailing behind.

"Babe, we can get through this."

"No, we can't. Goodbye Shawn." I slammed my door and pulled out of the driveway leaving Shawn standing outside of the house crying. I felt no sympathy towards him, not the slightest bit.

But you know what they say, curiosity killed the cat and it done the exact same to my relationship.

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This is what happens when you don't plan what to write, i'm sorry!!!

-kitty X