Shawn Mendes Imagines

Apologies

The awkward silence between Shawn and i was suffocating. I looked out the car window until we got home. When I got inside the house Shawn slammed the door behind him. "I told you to stay beside me," Shawn said raising his voice. "You could of been hurt!"

"I was completely fine Shawn. Stop treating me like a kid." I said throwing my purse on the marble counter.

"I'm just worried about you." Shawn said lowering his voice.

"Well stop worrying Shawn! I'm fine, and I don't need you." looked up to see Shawn's face harden.

"I'll remember that next time you have a panic attack, or you need me to comfort you during a storm. Because you don't need my help." Shawn's voice was cold and bitter. He stormed up the stairs to our shared bedroom. I sighed and rested my head in my hands. we both needed to cool off before anything else happens. I grabbed my car keys and walked out the door. I got into my car and backed out of the drive way. I turned up the radio and tried to calm down.

After about 15 minutes of driving around I was finally ready to apologize to Shawn. I pulled in the driveway to see Shawn sitting on the steps of the porch. He looked up at me with relief. His eyes were red and puffy, his cheeks were stained with tears. "Y/n." He ran up to me and engulfed me into a hug. "Shawn, I'm so sorry. I should of listened to you. I didn't mean to cause this. I'm also sorry for being a bitch, and for telling you I don't need you." Shawn's grip tightened. "I thought you left me." Shawn said softly. I pulled my head off his chest and cupped his face with my hands. "Shawn I'm not going to leave you." He sniffled and nodded his head. He kissed my lips softly but with passion. "Now let's go to bed." I said grabbing his hand.