Shawn Mendes Imagines

distance

"I can't do this anymore!" I yelled at Shawn through the phone.
"Bullshit!" He screamed louder. "You've been doing this for 2 years now. You can go longer."
"Shawn, its too much. I'm sorry."
"Y/n, no please, you can't do this." He pleaded.
"I haven't seen you in a month, Shawn." I sighed, sadly.
"I'll be home soon, baby."
"For what? 2 days? Until you jet off to the next leg of tour? You never stop, Shawn." I yelled angrily.
"My fans need me too. I mean something to them. And they mean something to me."
"And what do I mean to you?" I said in a quiet voice before hanging up the phone.
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It's been 3 days since our fight. I was starting to think it was really going to be over this time. Usually one of us reaches out and apologizes. We have this fight all the time. We miss each other so much that we start fighting. It's exhausting and I think he finally got tired of me.

*knock knock*

I ran to the door to see if it was my mom bringing home groceries. Instead, I saw my boyfriend with flowers and my favorite food from my favorite place.

"I'm sorry I haven't been here. You have every right to be mad. I'll take a longer break before the next tour and I promise to spend most of that time with you. I'm sorry my job makes me so busy. But I can try harder." He pleaded with sad eyes. "I just can't lose you."

"I'm sorry for not being considerate. I knew what I was getting into before I did. I should be more supportive. I love you."

"I love you too." He said setting the stuff down so he could hug me.