Shawn Mendes Imagines

VIII ✧ UNLOVED

  "Wait!" He yelled out as I pushed through the crowd. I held back the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes. I wasn't going to let them see me cry. I refused to give them the satisfaction. 

  "Y/n, stop!"

 I stopped at the corner and began pressing the button on the crosswalk repeatedly. If traffic wasn't so heavy then I would've simply ran across the street, but I wasn't going to risk it.

  I heard his footsteps behind me and I sniffled, trying to keep my composure. 

  "Hey." He said quietly. I clenched my jaw, turning to face him.

  "Hey? Really? That's all you have to say?"

  "I don't know what else to say." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. Not taking his eyes off of me. "What happened back there?" 

  I ignored his question, continuing to press to crosswalk button. "God, I wish this thing would work!"

  "Y/n!" He grabbed my arm and spun me around, so I was now facing him. "Talk to me, please."

  I just stood there, staring at the ground. "How could you?" 

  He raised an eyebrow, obviously confused. "What?"

  "Hannah, Shawn. How could you ask her to prom?" I looked back up at him and he shrugged. 

  "I didn't think it would matter. What are you so upset about?"

  I shook my head, letting out a sardonic chuckle. "What am i so upset about? Wow. You're an asshole, Shawn." I seethed, making him scoff.

  "Oh, i'm the asshole? You're the one who's upset over something as petty as a freakin' prom date. Why does it matter to you who I go with anyway?"

 His words made a lump form in my throat. Soon after I was crying. I couldn't stop the tears that rolled down my cheeks one by one. I didn't understand how he could be so insensitive.

  "You wanna know why it matters Shawn? You really don't get it do you?"

  His face softened. "Hey, Y/n, don't cr-"

  "Shut the hell up and let me talk!" I tried to wipe my tears away with the back of my hand, but they just kept flowing. "You and I were supposed to go to prom together Shawn, and you knew that. We've been talking about it for months. I even bought this stupid dress because it's your favorite color. I hate blue!" I motioned to my long blue dress, which was now stained with my tears.

  "But as soon as Hannah came along and said she needed a prom date, you abandoned me. She didn't even want to go with you, she's just using you to see me suffer."

  I stopped talking, trying to choke back my sobs. My mascara was running down my face, and I was pretty sure I looked like a fool. Crying in a prom dress on a busy street corner.

  "I'm sorry. I didn't think that you'd be so ups-"

  "Mendes, if you open your mouth one more time, I'm going to cut your tongue out and shove it down your throat." I sighed, "The point is, I'm a person, Shawn. I have feelings, and i'm tired of always being put second for other people. I would do anything for you. You're supposed to be my best friend and y-you.."

  I finally reached my breaking point. I began to sob. Shawn rubbed his hand up and down my back, making me flinch. "Don't touch me!"

  "I love you, Shawn, and it hurts that you just treat me like I'm nobody. It fucking hurts!" I looked up at him, my eyes now puffy and red. He sighed, opening his arms. I walked up to him and he hugged me tightly as I cried into his chest.

"Just let it out, baby." He ran his hands through my hair, making me feel at ease. "I love you. You know  that."

"Then why do I feel so unloved?"

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the ending was awful, but i didn't know how else to end it

-bri