Shawn's pov:
My hands were shaking as I sat in the chair in my dressing room. it felt like the room was spinning and caving in on me. it got hard to breathe, it felt like I was about to die. I could faintly hear my manger yelling my name but I couldn't speak or move.
Your pov:
I was coming back from watching Charlie Puth perform on stage when Andrew came running up to me with a worried look.
"It's Shawn." I ran past him to Shawn's dressing room. I opened the door to see Shawn staring at the wall shaking.
"Shawn, baby." I said grabbing his hand. He flinched at first, but squeezed my hand when he realized it was me.
"It's okay Shawn, you're going to be okay." I said running my fingers through his hair.
"Y/n," his voice was raspy and soft. He looked up at me with panic.
"It's okay Shawn, you just had a panic attack." I said using my thumb to rub circles on his hand.
He pulled me into a tight hug before saying, "I love you."
"I love you too Shawn." I said holding onto him tighter.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionI imagine i'm with Shawn and make a book out of it. ~completed~ If you want more, check out my 2 other Shawn Mendes imagine books ;) i also have more books involving this messy hair cutie. the cabin, remember, always been you, and wrong number, and...
