Shawn Mendes Imagines

185: Apetite

Shawn and I were currently taking a small break in Brazil with his team, ahead of his performance in Rock in Rio.

We were all sat around a table on the patio of the hotel restaurant that looked out to the sea, Shawn to my left and Andrew to my right. Shawn's hand was placed on my thigh, his thumb and fingers constantly caressing or drawing shapes on my bare skin.

"Baby, what are you going to eat?" He whispered in my ear as he passed the menu to me.

"Oh, I'm not really hungry."

"Are you sure?" His eyebrows pulled together and I grasped his hand, intertwining our fingers together. I hummed and played with his fingers.

"Okay sweetie, but you're not stealing any of mine!" He joked and I shook my head.

I let out a chuckle. "I don't steal your food"

"Um, yes you do"

"Whatever." I scoffed and turned my attention away from him playfully. I heard his chuckle and his lips pressed against out conjoined hands.

A couple of minutes later, a waiter came to take the orders of the table. I settled on a smooth orange juice and ordered a slice of toast incase I did get hungry.

The meals were quickly dishes out and the boys, being boys, scoffed their meals quickly whilst I didn't even pick up the butter to butter my toast.

"Babe. You haven't even touched your toast. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, just a bit sick and tired." I said as my eyes squinted due to the sun. He nodded and I rubbed my hand across my stomach. His eyes followed my hand before looking back up at mine and sending me a weak smile.

Once we were all cleaned up, we headed back to the hotel rooms to change. I was finishing tying my bikini straps when Shawn came into the room with a blue, plastic carrier bag. He placed it on the bed and looked at me, his chest heaving due to lack of breath.

"Right, I went to the store and bought you some anti-sickness tablets, pain relief, aspr-"

"Shawn, I'm not sick. I just feel nauseous."

"Yeah okay, I also make an appointment for the doctor to come and see you." He said as he continued to rummage through the pharmacy bag.

"Shawn, I'm not sick."

"You might be getting sick though, did you have your jabs before you came to Brazil? You could've caught something here or on the plane-"

"Shawn, I'm not sick!" I cried. He immediately stopped and looked up at me. Seeing the tears on my face, he put the bag on the bed and rushed over to me cupping my face in his hands. "I'm pregnant."

His eyes widened and I cried a little more. He pulled me into him and I wrapped my arms around his torso. His arms stayed tight around me, his hand keeping my head in chest and his face was pushed into the crook of my neck. My shoulders shook and he rocked me gently forwards and backwards.

"Oh, Baby."

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine." His fingers ran through my hair. "Come on, lets sit down."

I followed his lead to the bed where we both sat next to each other. My head rested on his shoulder whilst his rested on mine. We both looked straight ahead, not looking at each other and our fingers were tangled together; his hands playing with my fingers.

"I wasn't going to tell you." I mumbled. "I was going to go home, go to the clinic and get an abortion or something. I-I'm just sorry."

"Don't be sorry, Baby. It's happens." His breathing was slow and soft. It was gentle and caused my rapid heartbeat to slow as I listened to the rhythm he was making. "When? When did it happen?"

"When you came home from the North American tour."

"Oh, Yeah."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I just thought it would be easier if I dealt with it myself. I mean, you're stressed already, I didn't want to add to it. I-I was so scared." The tears started to fall again as au tucked myself into him.

"Oh, Darling, never feel like you have to go through these things yourself. You know I'll always be there for you. You're always my top priority- before work, before anything for that matter. I love you and I never want you to feel like a burden or like you're stressing me out."

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby." He pressed a kiss onto my forehead. "How about, you freshen up. Then we'll go out to the beach with the guys and then we'll come back and talk about it, hey."

I nodded. Shawn sent me a smile and pressed another kiss onto my lips before pulling me up and throwing me over his shoulder- carefully- and running out the door with the beach bag in hand.

You guys are so amazing!!! Thank you for all the positive messages, my family and I are doing great- well not great but good, if you get me. This is the first Imagine I have written since the previous post, the others were pre-written and I was just waiting to upload them but I had this idea and decided to write so her you go!

I also want you to know how much I actually appreciate you all! And no matter how many times I'll say it I don't think you'll ever understand how much I love you guys, but thank you for your constant support and for always making me smile when I'm feeling down!!!♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️