Shawn Mendes Imagines

Miss Him

I miss the nights where the is complete at night

I miss the nights where I always have someone to hold when I'm lonely.

I miss him..

Shawn has been going out at night, late I mind you, doing work. Or so I thought.

He's been leaving home after dinner 5 times a week for the past 2 months. My head has been giving me doubts but my heart just won't give up. I know he's up to know good but I still love him. I still care about him. I miss him.

I turn on my bedside lamp and sit up. My eyes feel tired but I can't sleep. I've been having trouble sleeping ever since he's been gone. Ever since he's been spending his nights out and not at home, here with me.

My clock says it's 3:21 am. He usually comes around 4 the latest being 6.

My ears perk up to the sound of keys and the front door opening. I pull the covers off of me quickly and rush to the bedroom door, opening it as softly as possible.

The sound of stumbling shoes and something falling can be heard. Shawn's laughter falls after and the front door shuts. "Oops" Shawn says before another laughter uproars.

My heart aches at the sound of Shawn. Just his presence right now gives me hope of something.

Without thinking I head downstairs. I see Shawn's lean body sprawled on the couch. His keys still in his hands, his jacket half on his body and only one boot on his foot. I couldn't help but just admire his adorable nature right now. I shake my head quickly. Realizing that I don't know what and where this boy disappears to all the time.

I approach the sleeping Shawn and flip him over. He makes a small groan, his eyebrows scrunching but he continues to snore. I place his keys on the key hook, his jacket hung on the coat rack and his boots by the door. I walk back over to him, placing and arm around his shoulder and placing his arm around my waist for support.

This sleepy, clearly drunk, boy needs to get some rest or he'll wake up with a terrible headache.

I try to carry him up the stairs but I barely make a step. "C'mon Shawn!" I heave but he doesn't budge.

"Claire" he croaks

My heart drops, along with his body to the floor. He lands with a "hm" sound by continues to sleep soundly, not realizing he's just said a name that isn't his girlfriend's.

Anger kicks in as I shove Shawn quite harshly. "Wake up you ass!" I yell

Shawn groans but barely moves. I pull on his hair a bit too hard and opens his eyes with a slight groan of pain "Ow! What the f-"

"Who the fuck is Claire!" I feel my nostrils flare

Shawn takes a second to where he is and adjusts himself. "Y/N, what are you-"

"Don't pretend you didn't fucking say some other girl's name!"

Shawn begins to stand on his two legs, swaying a bit as he's still intoxicated. "Darling. I really don't know what you're talking about"

"Where have you been all night" This shuts him up. "Why are you ever home? Why do you always smell like women's perfume?"

"Y/N—"

"I know you're cheating on me"

Silence. Utter silence. Not a peep. Not a sound.

I stare at Shawn. This makes me suddenly more awake as he stares back at me. Stunned.

"I-I, I can explain"

I can hear my heart crack "So it's true?" Tears begin to blur my vision as I back away, while Shawn tried to approach me.

"Darling, listen to me"

I place a hand in front of me to stop him from coming closer. "No. I've had a enough. My mind has had its suspicions but my heart knew you weren't doing those kinds of things"

Shawn's face falls as he sees me in complete and udder sadness. My heart is slowly cracking, beginning it's slow but quick journey to heartbreak.

"I didn't think, you of all people, would do something so..demeaning..unfaithful" I spit. "I never wanted to see my father in another shape or form again..but here he is, standing right in front of me"

Shawn turns angry at this statement and approaches me again. I don't move as I let him hover over me. My heart settles at his closeness, calming me in a way.

"I'm never going to be that horrible, horrible man, Y/N. I would never let you see that guy in anyway, shape or form, not like that" He lifts his hand to cup the side of my face but I pull away

"Then what the fuck is this. Who are you?"

His lips form a straight line. Almost like he's been defeated. "I don't know" He whispers

I turn away as I sob quietly to myself.

"It was a mistake" This doesn't phase me. What's done is done.

"Y/N please"

I turn quickly and head for the stairs. Shawn's face beams with hope that I was going towards him, but drops as I push past him and head upstairs to our bedroom.

Grabbing a duffle bag, I pack as many clothes as possible. My eyes water as I do this. I can feel Shawn's presence by the door.

"Y/N stop. Please what are you doing?"

I keep packing as fast as possible, not even bothering to spare him a glance.

This time he approaches me as I walk towards the closet and holds both of my wrists, pinning me to the closet door.

He stares down at me but I keep my contact to the floor. "Baby, please look at me"

My eyes have stopped tearing at this point. I'm done crying. The tears have flowed and spilled long enough.

"I'm sorry" His voice cracks "Please don't leave me" His voice is small, but soft. "You're my world. Please don't leave me"

I finally spare him a glance and his eyes gleam with hope. "Was" I whisper

"What?"

I close my eyes "I was your world". I open my eyes slowly as Shawn's fills with tears.

I push him away and he lets me. He knows what he's done and he can't do anything to fix it.

I take my phone, my keys and other belongings as I walk downstairs and out the door.

I won't miss the lonely nights

I won't miss him holding me in bed

I won't miss him.

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This is shitty af but I haven't updated in awhile and I'm brain farting so excuse me.