Shawn Mendes Imagines

cut off •2•

•shawn's pov
"how could you just cut your best friend off?" i looked at aaliyah confused.

"what?" i asked setting my phone down on my chest.

"you and y/n were best friends, but i guess you decided that you didn't want to be her friend so you quit talking to her for 4 months." aaliyah said crossing her arms over her chest.

"what the hell are you talking ab-." the it hit me. i haven't texted y/n or called her, so she thinks that i don't want to talk to her.

i jumped off the couch and jogged to my car. i can't believe i didn't explain this to her. i have just been so busy and i didn't really get the time to text or call her. i wanted to, i did. i wanted to hear her voice, and laugh at her corny jokes, but i just didn't have the time.

my knuckles collided with the wooden door when i knocked. i waited impatiently for her to answer. the door swung open revealing her. she was beautiful, even though her eyes were glossy and red like she had been crying.

"y/n, i am so sorry. i should of told you that i was busy, i shouldn't of just cut you off like that. i am so so so sorry." i apologized. her face softened and she smiled a warm smile.

"i'm so happy that you're home." she said bringing me into a hug. i smiled and hugged her tighter. my head pressed against her shoulder, and she rubbed small circles on my back.

This is kind of a weird ending, but at least she forgave him 🙃