•Even If You Don't Mean It pt.2•

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Ok guys so i have been writing this like rlly hard bc i dont have a lot of time and yea i tried my best this is part 2 of even if you don't mean it❤️
Pls note that this imagines is gonna be rlly rlly RLLY boring😂❤️

Y/n's POV:

After Shawn had said those 3 words to me, those 3 words that I will probably never hear from him again.
He went out the door didn't say anything no more, didn't look at me one last time and just went out, I broke down on the floor.

I didn't cry because I'm gonna miss him, I cried because of how stupid I am to do something that will break us, I cried because I was hurt.

But there's really nothing I could do to bring us back, there's nothing I could do to make him love me again, there's really nothing.

I was so stupid to think that we would last forever.

The only thing I need to do now is get him off my mind and the only way to do that is get drunk.

I got up from where I sat and went to the kitchen and opened the cabinet where everything was.

I grabbed the vodka bottle opened it and just chugged as much as I can which isn't much.

Everything we did together, everything that we've been through only led to this?

Me being hurt and miserable?

But besides from being that I also am angry, angry because he basically cheated on me, he made me wait for nothing and just broke up with me not even telling me what's wrong so I could fix it.

The angrier I get the more it gets hard for me to move on from him, I gave him everything I can.

I got up from the floor again and just began throwing all the pictures I see with us together.

I held the first picture we took together and threw it on the floor as hard as I can, I smashed the picture of us together on christmas and broke it.

I didn't even bother to look at all of them I just broke everything.

Every picture I could find I ripped them in half.

Every picture frame I broke them.

Until there was nothing left but me standing there with an empty vodka bottle which I didn't drink and probably just spilled on the floor while I was crying.

While thinking I realized..... that if I can't have him.

No one else can.

I went to the kitchen and got a knife not thinking much since i was intoxicated from the vodka.

I got in my car and put the knife on the front seat beside me and called Geoff and asked where Shawn was and he said that Shawn didnt tell him where he was but he did say that he needs to clear his mind up.

I knew exactly where he was, the place he usually goes when he needs to relax.

The place only the two of us knew near the forest.

I drove there as fast as could while thinking of the plan I have non stop.

Once I got there I saw Shawn's car car.

I stopped my car a few feet away from his and think about everything before doing this.

Am I really going to do this?

Just because of this.

Then I realized, I didn't want to anymore.

I slapped myself for thinking about this plan and just got out of the car and just talk to him instead.

As saw him sitting on the ground facing the pond and tears just began streaming down my face.

I walked slowly behind him and spoke "I knew you would come here." I lied and once I said that his head turned towards me "Listen Y/n I don't want anymore arguing I really d-" he was saying but before he can finish I sat beside him and said "I'm not here to argue I'm just here to ask." "No Y/n." he replied but instead of not talking anymore I asked him anyway "Can we still be friends?" I asked and he just looked at me and sighed "Sure.".

It was really awkward and silent between us but I decided to speak "I really wish you the best with Camila Shawn I really do." I said smiling at him "You're not angry?" He replied playing with his hands "Don't get me wrong Shawn I am but I will get over it eventually." I chuckled and he smiled back at me.

After that conversation it was awkward again and I decided to go back home.

I told Shawn goodbye and hugged him one last time.

And drove off to get some rest.

I was glad I didn't let the devil take over me.
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Sorry if this was shizzy guys😩❤️

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