Shawn Mendes Imagines

Happiness

(Y/N POV)

Two big hands grab me from behind and pulls me into a hug.

At first I was dazed but inhaling that addicting scent, I knew it was Shawn.

I place my arms over his and turn my head up to see him smiling down at me.

My lips quirk into a grin.

"Hey Shawn."

He holds me tighter, resting his chin on my head, sighing.

"Hey (Y/N)."

I look at him, his eyes droopy and nose red.

Concern flashes across my features, getting out of his grip I turn so I'm facing him. My hand grazes over his cheek, he's been crying.

"Are you ok? You don't look well." I say, my smile dropping.

He sighs again, running his hands through his curly locks.

"It's Sarah again, she doesn't like it when we're together. I told her we're just friends but she doesn't believe me."

My stomach bubbles in anger.

"Why doesn't she trust us, does she think that lowly of you?"

He rubs both of his eyes with the palms of his hands. "We got in this big fight about trust and we broke up and I didn't think it would come to this. But at least I have you to make me feel better." He tries to smile, pulling me against him again.

"Shawn she's not good for you, don't let her pick your friends." I mumble into his chest while he strokes my hair.

It might look weird if people were curiously glancing from my bedroom window and seeing the two of us hug, but that's just how we work.

It's how me and Shawn have always been. He's got my back and I've got his. I've never thought of him anything but a brother but things have changed.

We weren't the same people we were 3 years ago. The things he does make me feel like I'm his world but then he gets a girlfriend and we're back to being complicated.

He knows I like him but the feelings are unrequited.

We know it's weird but no one has addressed it so I'm not gonna ruin a good thing. He's my joy and I don't know what I'd do if I lost him.

I'll push my feelings for him aside if it's for his happiness, I've always have always will.

I'm always the one asking him how's he's feeling, but he seems like he doesn't care about what I'm doing. It's been very difficult because of Sarah in the picture, he's always defending her for everything, never on my side when it's about her.

He loosens his grip on me pulling me back a little. "I know, I know but you know I love her right?"

Disappointment settles inside me hearing those words.

I look up to him. "Yes you tell me all the time. But you guys keep breaking up. Then you come back to me when you're hurt. She doesn't deserve you Shawn."

His face morphs into confusion. "You make it sound like a bad thing. Do you not support our relationship?"

"No Shawn, you know I'll support you for everything. I just- I just think you can do better than her." I sigh heavily, looking up at him, his eyebrows furrowed in anger.

Shawn laughs, but no trace of humor in it. "You know she's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

I step back, feeling hurt. He's always said that to me. Does he throw those words around like it means nothing?

"You said that to me Shawn and now you're defending her for breaking your heart? When I've been here through everything, when you would come over telling me how hurt you are because of her?"

I cross my arm, sitting on my bed while he's now standing in front of me.

"You're suppose to be there for me! You're my best friend (Y/N). It's different with her because she's my girlfriend. We aren't close like you and me." He declares, crossing his arms.

"That's the fucking problem Shawn. You don't even care for my feelings and you know how I feel about you. Every time she breaks your heart you run to me and make me think that we have something but then hours later you're back with her. I can't keep doing this Shawn, you're breaking my heart." My voice softens, keeping my head down so he won't see my glossy eyes.

He sucks in a big breath and it's deadly silent for some seconds.

"You know how I feel about you (Y/N). I'm sorry but I don't think my feelings are ever going to change. I love Sarah and you're telling me not to let her pick my friends but you're basically making me choose between her or you." Shawn steps back from me pinching the bridge of his nose.

I scoff. "I can't always put your happiness in front of mine. I've been doing it for 4 damn years and I'm still "just a friend" to you."

"(Y/N) I-"

"No Shawn, let me talk for once."

I clench my fist together, wanting to calm down before I blow up.

"Do you know how painful it is to watch you kiss and hold hands with her when I'm around? It feels like my heart is being ripped out of my chest Shawn. But you wouldn't know, would you? You never ask about my day Shawn or how I'm feeling. It's always about Sarah. I feel fucking used Shawn and I can't take it anymore. I want to be happy Shawn." I cry, my hands growing weaker.

  "Why didn't you tell me this (Y/N)?" He whispers getting closer to me but I move off the bed.

  "Because you never ask and whenever I do, you just change the subject. I don't want to feel like an object to you to Shawn, I'm a person and I have feelings too."

"I can't just change my feelings for Sarah because you like me (Y/N). Just because you don't agree with her doesn't mean other people don't. I'm not the guy for you (Y/N). I see my future with her." Shawn spills, sitting on my bed pulling his hair in frustration.

"You can't picture a future with me?" I ask but my heart breaks, already knowing the answer.

He looks up at me with sympathy.

I nod wiping the fallen tears from my face.

"I think you should leave Shawn." My voice barely above a whisper.

Nothing else is said after that.

He gets up walking away, without looking back, taking my heart with him.

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UNEDITED

Uhh this wasn't how it was suppose to turn out like AT ALL but whatever.

I love you all xx