Shawn Mendes Imagines

165- Black and Blue

Shawn

A small noise alerted my attention and I pulled out my earphone. I soon realised, somebody was knocking at the door. Slipping on a plain white t-shirt and a pair of Nike shorts (Shawn looks hella good in white btw). I quickly ran down the stairs to the front door and opened it, only to have my heart break a little.

y/n, my girlfriend, was stood on my doorstep crying.

"This isn't going to work." She cried as the makeup ran down her face. I grabbed her wrists and pulled her into me but she pressed her palms against my shoulders and resisted; causing my heart to break that little bit more.

We stayed stood on my porch just staring at each other. The black trails of watered down mascara dropped down her cheeks as I resisted the urge to wipe them, she wouldn't want that, I told myself. I knew she was hurt. The tears she cried were the ones I made but somehow I didn't know how to stop them except allow her to relax, breath and gather her thoughts.

"What's gone wrong since yesterday?" I questioned as she used the back of her hand to wipe her nose.

"I just... don't love you anymore" she murmured as she looked down at the floor. My heart had been punched out of my chest and was now lying dead and cold on the floor. Black and Blue. It was bruised and broken within a few milliseconds.

"W-what?" I breathed.

"I can't- I won't do this anymore. I can't pretend to love you, I can't make myself feel imaginary feelings. I'll just grab my stuff and go." She ran past me, a soft scent of vanilla brushing underneath my nose. A scent I had grown to love.

I raced after her and clambered the stairs. One of her overnight bags rested on my bed, loose items of clothing roughly scattered around her as she pushed the into the back as quickly as possible. Her tears continued to drop from her chin and onto my navy sheets. She sniffled, pulled the bag onto her shoulder and turned on her heels to walk out of the room.

I blocked her path through the door.

"Shawn, please." She pleaded. "Don't make this any harder."

"No, I'm going to stand here and make it so fucking hard for you to leave." I stated. I was desperate, she couldn't go. I love her.

"And how the hell are you going to do that? I have made up my mind, Shawn, please. Don't you want me to be happy?"

"Of course I do. But I don't believe you." I paused as I took in her face, a confused expression displayed across her eyes and lips which were drawn tightly together. "I don't believe that you have fallen out of love with me. Just talk to me. Please."

I was not letting her go. Not this time, not ever. I was not willing to let this girl slip through my fingers. She is worth everything to me; more than any amount of money, more than a big fancy house, more than the millions and trillions of stars in the sky.

"Talk to me or I'm going to stand here and tell you every single reason why you shouldn't go."

"Shawn-"

"Remember, every single memories we had together." She hummed and another couple of years leaked from her already red eyes. "Think of them all, every single one. Even the ones which didn't seem massively important, like the first time you feel asleep next to me and reached out to grab a hold of my hand whilst you sleep and you woke up embarrassed that you cuddled me all night even though we were dating."

She let out a sadistic breath and nodded.

I stepped forwards and placed my hand on her cheek. I wiped away the tears and gently caressed her cheek bone. She tilted her head downwards and placed her hand on top of mine, grabbing it slightly. She closed her eyes and rested her face into my hand.

"Let's wait, take a deep breath and think about this. I mumbled and she nodded. "Cause giving up leads to regret."

Suddenly, she sat on the floor in front of me and put her bag next to her. I followed suit as we both sat cross legged in front of each other, just staring at each other's faces and thinking.

I took in all the details of her face; every bump, every curve, every structure. Everything. Her appearance was drained, her hair was messy, her eyes were red and her face was blotchy were parts of her makeup had disintegrated from tears yet I still couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she really was.

"y/n, I don't want to give this- us- you, up this easily. Please! Tell me the real reason you're upset."

"I'm scared, Shawn." She said quietly, her fingers intertwined as she fidgeted.

"What? why?"

"Because I do love you. I love you more than you could ever think, and I keep falling harder with everything you do and that to me is extremely scary." Her hands separated and I took my opportunity to take it into my larger one. "I'm scared that one day you'll up and leave for tour or for somebody else a-and I don't think I could live with myself if you did"

"Baby-

"So I thought maybe if I told you I didn't love you then I'd save myself the pain but I didn't and I hurt you in the process." She started to cry again and I bought her knuckles up to my lips and pressed a kiss on to them.

"There's nothing to be scared about. I would never, ever leave you. Never" she sent me a small smile. "Besides, I'm falling just as hard for you as you are for me and I'll always be there to catch you, darling."

She wrapped her arms around me and pushed her head into my neck. I placed my arms around her waist and pulled her on to my lap, holding her so tightly hoping that she would never leave this position.

Our hearts no longer black and blue.

a/n: Happy Sunday😜 so this was based of James' song Black & Blue, its such an adorable song that I had to write an imagine based and inspired by it.

Also, I HIT 200k! what the hell??? Thank you guys so much. I have said it a million trillion times but you guys constantly inspire and motivate me to write this book with your constant positivity and your comments which do really make me laugh! I love you all sososososo much you don't even realise.

It makes my heart super happy that you enjoy my work!!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️

Fun fact: I didn't actually listen to Black & Blue when writing this, I listen to One, Two Step by Ciara😂😂😂