Shawn Mendes Imagines

Not over

"Shawn just leave." Her bitter voice demanded. I stood there in shock, hoping that maybe she would let me stay. But the look on her face told me that she didn't want me to stay, that she was finally done with all of the fighting, arguments, and the lonely nights when I would sleep on the couch while she was silently crying herself to sleep. It hurt to hear her soft cries, but she would always push me away when I tried to apologize or comfort her.

Maybe this is for the best. I thought as I walked out of my old lovers house. I felt my chest tighten as  tears threatened to fall from my eyes. This is it, and I can't stop it. I held out my shaky hand and tugged on the car door. Before I got into the car I looked at the front porch hoping that she might stop me, tell me this was all a mistake and everything will go back to how it used to be when we first fell in love.

Movie night was something we did every Friday. She would come to my house and we would get a whole bunch of junk food, blankets, and pillows and sit on the soft velvet couch in my living room and watch a movie. She would always say that she was never afraid of scary movies so she would always pick one. By the time it was over she would be curled up in a ball next to me with her head buried in my chest.

All of our friends used to laugh and joke about our relationship, but we knew that what we had was special. It was something that everybody fantasizes about, but never gets to know how it feels. I remember how perfect out senior prom was. Y/N wore a silk maroon long dress that had silver sparkles covering the top above the waist, she wore black heels that I ended up carrying around everywhere that night, and that's when I knew I had fell in love with my best friend. My hands were placed on her waist, and her warm hands rested on my shoulders. Her feet moved along with mine as she swayed her hips to the soft sound of the music that was echoing throughout the gym. Her eyes looked into mine as she hummed the music. "You look beautiful." I said causing her to blush. "You don't look to bad yourself." She complemented. I pulled her closer to my chest and smiled. She laid her head on my chest and held my free hand. It was in that very moment that I felt love. That I experienced what love felt like and what it felt like to love somebody. "I love you." I whispered in her ear. She lifted her head off of my chest and looked at me in shock. "What?" She asked. "I'm in love with you. I love everything about you from your personality to your hair." I confessed. I was scared to meet her eyes, so I avoided them.  "Shawn," She said softly and trying to meet my eyes. "I love you too." She said causing me to look back at her shocked. My lips curved into a smile, and relief washed over me.

My hands hit the steering wheel in front of me. How could I let her go? How could I just give up on us? A loud sob escaped my mouth, and my breathing became unsteady. I'm going to do whatever it takes to get her back.

Your Pov:
The cool glass met my trembling lips making the burning liquid roll down my throat. A broken picture framed laid beside me in the pool of broken glass. I picked the picture up and studied it. Shawn's arms were wrapped around my waist as I laughed uncontrollably, his smile was bright and shined like his eyes that were looking down at me. This is for be the best. I told myself repeatedly. No more fights, no more sleepless nights, no more hugs, no more kisses, no more Shawn. My eyes started to get heavy, and before I knew it I was passed out on the cold hardwood floor of my room.

Shawn's POV:
I trudged up the stairs to my room. I took off my shoes and passed out on my bed without even changing out of the clothes I was wearing. My mind was racing with thoughts as I tried to fall asleep.
Shawn you can't give up on this relationship
You still love her
You have to get her back
This can't be over
I knew what I had to do.

The next morning I woke up early. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy, my cheeks were splotchy with red spots, and my nose wouldn't stop running. I took a shower and got dressed quickly. I grabbed my keys that were laying on the floor beside my shoes. I took a deep breath and walked out of the house to my car. Rain fell from the dark clouds in the sky and landed on my windshield. Lightening cracked across the sky in front of me. Y/n hates thunderstorms, she is terrified by them.

I pulled into the familiar neighborhood and found her house. I pulled into her driveway, and got out of my car. I jogged up to her front door trying my best not to get soaked but failing miserably. I knocked on the door loudly and hoped that she would answer the door soon.

Your Pov:

I woke up with a throbbing headache, and the sound of something banging on the front door. I opened my eyes and tried to stop seeing spots. I rubbed my eyes and stood up from the uncomfortable floor. The vodka bottle from last night was beside the shattered picture frame. I stumbled down the stairs to the door. I wiped the smeared mascara out from under my eyes, and opened the door. A lump grew in my throat, and my eyes filled with tears. "Please don't give up on us." He begged. His eyebrows were knitted together, his eyes were begging for me to say something. "Shawn," He bit his lip and looked down. "We aren't meant to last." As soon as I said that I knew I messed up. Shawn looked like he was on the verge of tears. "Don't say that. If we weren't meant to last then how come we have gone through hell and back just to be in each others presence. If we weren't meant to be together how come we don't want to give up on each other? We both know this isn't what you want." Shawn said as tears fell from his eyes. The sound of rain hitting the concrete echoed on the porch. "How do you know what I want?" I asked stubbornly. "I've known you since middle school, I think I know a lot more about you than you think." Shawn said. "Can we please just give us a try again?" Shawn asked meeting my eyes. I didn't want to give up on us, I want to be with Shawn. I wrapped my arms around Shawn's neck, and laid my head on his chest as I let a loud sob. Shawn wrapped his arms around my body tightly and rested his head on top of mine, and sighed a shaky breath. "we're not over." I said lifting my head up of Shawn's chest. "We're not over." Shawn copied and kissed my lips with passion.

this took me over a week to write and I still don't really like how it turned out :/