Shawn Mendes Imagines

4. treat you better

"Shawn, let me in," I beg as I pound on his bedroom door.
I hear a muffled 'no,' followed by some shuffling.
I sigh, turning to head down the stairs, but the door creaks open and my best friend's head peers out.
"Y/N?" his voice is raspy, probably from all the crying, but to me, he was still handsome.

"Yeah?" I squeak, turning my heel to face him; his brown locks are sprawled messily on his head and his eyes bloodshot from the overflow of tears.

"Can we please cuddle?" He hiccups and I nod, walking towards him with my arms wide open to which he gladly takes.

I rub his back, whispering sweet nothings to him, hoping that he would calm down.

"Shhh, you're okay, she wasn't worth your time anyways, you'll find someone who will treat you so much better because you're an amazing person and you deserve the world," I say truthfully.

Shawn squeezes me tighter, "I think I already found her."

I pull back and smile.

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Oh god the feels :-))) I am so cliché I cringe at myself. Sorry it was rather short again, but I don't want to bore you guys out with like 1948204 pages lmao

-Allie 💖