Shawn Mendes Imagines [COMPLETED]

Anxiety

Your POV
What a day! I just finished doing an intense 10-hour shift at the music store. A lot of things were on sale today and to make it worse, my boyfriend Shawn is staying with Cameron who celebrated his birthday at his house tonight, and coming home sometime tomorrow. He asked if I wanted to come but I had work and I start very early tomorrow, so I let him hang. 

I hopped onto the bed and set my phone to silent, I didn't want it going off in the middle of the night and disrupting my sleep. I have to wake up early and prepare for another 10 hour shift. 

I turned off the light and dozed off to a deep slumber.

**2:20AM**

Shawn's POV
I woke up suddenly with heavy breathing. I just had a rough nightmare about Y/N breaking up with me. To be honest, we just had a fight not long ago but she said we would give it another try with our relationship.

What if she isn't telling the truth? 

I'm always one of those people who overthink a lot. Worrying about the smallest of stuff and regularly checking back on it.

Y/N was one of them.

I know I may sound clingy, but I just want her to feel safe and protected. What if something bad happens? I can't bear the feeling of losing her or seeing her get hurt. 

I quickly got my phone out and texted her a quick message. I couldn't help but do it.

Baby, are you there?

I pressed send and my heart continued to beat faster. It's really early right now but I just had to make sure she was safe. 

It's been 30 minutes already, and I began to worry a little more. Maybe she's just sleeping, I thought. But she rarely sets her phone on silent and would always reply within 10 minutes of me texting her, regardless of what time it is.

I began to tear up and thought about the many things that might have happened to her. 

I'm heading over there right now, if you're okay please reply

There were plenty of my friends asleep, but I quickly got my stuff and managed to sneak outside without waking any of them up. 

I drove as fast as possible to my shared house with her and knocked on the door without caring. I forgot to bring my key so that was a dumb decision. To top it all off, it's so damn cold out here!

Fifteen minutes have gone by and my worries began to increase. Goddamn it! Why do I have to have anxiety!? She could be sleeping, but at the same time I feel she's in danger! I slid down the door and buried my face in my hands as I let my tears out.

Your POV
A faint sound of someone knocking on the door woke me up. Curious, I proceeded to it and turned on the living room lights. I'm not looking my best right now but hey, most people don't when they just got out of bed. 

I opened the door to reveal a horrified, pained and teary-eyed Shawn. Aw, my baby boy. 

"Y-Y/N...?" He says barely above a whimper.

"Shawn! What happened to you?" I let him in so he can warm up. I can see his lip quivering and tears flowing out of his eyes. 

I pull him in for a hug and he wraps his arms tightly around me, pushing my head into his chest and his tears landing on me. 

"Shh, baby. It's okay. I'm here." I knew what this is about. He's having anxiety about me. This, in fact, happened four days ago and the fact that my boyfriend cares about me this much makes my heart feel warm. 

"I-I don't wanna lose you...You mean so much to me and I just don't want you leaving me..." He sobs and sniffles. I rubbed his back and wanting to cry myself.

"A-Am I clingy? I mean, is it annoying that I always come to you for almost the stupidest things? I'm so sorry if I am, babygirl. I couldn't help myself..." He chokes on a tear and sniffled again.

"Shawn, please look at me." I tell him. He pulled away but held my hand as I saw him stare at me eyes. He looks so pained, I just want him to stop crying because seeing him like that makes me hurt too.

"I won't leave you, ever. I care about you too and it's nice that you're telling me stuff that bothers you. I promise, I'll be with you every step of the way in this relationship and I will help you get through your anxiety." I tell him and he nods but tears up again.

"No, Shawn. Please, don't cry anymore..." I tell him and he falls down onto his knees. I crouched down to his level. 

I pull him in for another hug and he nuzzles his face into my shoulder, just letting all of it out.

"I'm sorry for bothering you, Y/N. Please don't hate me for this."

"Hate you? Babe, I would never hate you. Please Shawn, stop all of this nonsense talk now." I let him know and he holds me tighter. This boy really does love me.

"Let's go to bed, Shawn. I have work starting very early at 8:30." I added.

"C-Can I sleep with you, I don't wanna go back to Cam's." 

"Of course, darling. Come on." I get up and offered my hand. He gladly accepted it.

We walked to the room together and lay down on the bed. He then pulled me close to his chest, feeling his heart beat a little fast.

"Shh, it's okay, love. I'm here." I reassured him and played with his hair. 

"I love you, babygirl. Goodnight." He tells me and kisses my forehead.

"I love you too, Shawn. So so much." I reply and rest my head onto his shoulder.

Soon, we fell back to sleep.