Shawn Mendes Imagines

Mistakes

I ran my fingers through his soft brown hair. "You should go to bed." I said kissing his cheek.

"But it's so lonely, and cold when your not up there with me." Shawn got up from the couch and sighed.

"You know what will happen if I stay." Shawn turned around with anger in his eyes.

"What? Trevor will get mad? Because he has 2 different girl sleep with him every weekend." Shawn's eyes widened as he realized what he said.

"Shawn-," I couldn't think straight. How come Shawn never told me?

"Y/N, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you. I didn't want to see you hurt-," I cut him off.

"So you rather see me believe someone's lies?" I shook my head and sat up from the leather couch. "I thought you were a friend." Shawn's eyes softened for a second, but turned to anger.

"I thought you loved me, but I guess we were both wrong." My heart ached at his words.

"Shawn you know how I feel about that." My voice was barely audible, but filled with annoyance.

"Do you know how I feel about it? Do you ever ask? Why don't we ever talk about it? We both know we love each other, but yet we refuse to admit it." Shawn's eyes flickered down to my hands. "You still wear the ring?" His eyebrows knitted together.

"Well, yeah. I know it costed a lot of money so I kept it." He traced the metal with his finger. "I never noticed." His voice was soft.

"There's a lot you don't notice Shawn." I yanked my hand away from him and walked out the door.

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Shawn's POV:
"Sorry I can't  come to the phone right now, just leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as possible." I threw my phone on my bed and looked out the icy frosted window.

"Way to screw it up Shawn." I mumbled to myself. "You just couldn't keep your mouth shut."

"Shawn?" My mother called from downstairs. I sighed and responded, "coming." I trudged down the stairs and turned the corner. "Camila is here, she is in the living room." My mother explained. I started panicking, Camila has always been obsessed with me ever since our duet. I thought she was a good friend until.. "Shawn are you okay?" She seemed concerned, but I could tell she wanted something.

"Uh yeah, what's up?" I tried to be polite.

"Well I heard that Y/N went over to Trevor's last night and this morning I saw cop cars and an ambulance." Camila explained. My breathing hitched, I swear if he put a hand on y/n he will be 6 feet under.

"Shawn where are you going?" I ignored her and walked out to my car. I drove to the hospital, when I pulled into the parking lot I saw Y/N car. I parked beside her car and walked to the front desk. "Shawn?" I heard a familiar voice ask.

"Y/N, your okay." I hugged her as I sighed in relief. She pulled away and looked at me with anger.

"What are you doing here?" She asked harshly.

"I heard that you and Trevor were at the hospital, and I thought he might of hurt you or-." She cut me off.

"You can't believe everything you hear." She pushed her eyebrows together in anger.

"But you are in the hospital." I pointed out. She laughed a bitter laugh, "who told you I was here?" She asked.

"Camila." I said barely audible. Her eyes widened. "Well, maybe you should go back with her, and not worry about me. Just like you did when we were together." She pushed past me leaving me there with a broken heart.

I screwed up, and no matter what I do I will never get her back, or her trust.