Shawn Mendes Imagines

Movie Night - Part 1

Imagine:

I stumble out of the car and follow my mum into the house. I chuck the new prescriptions of medicine on the dining table and run up to my room. Yeah, you figured. I've been recently diagnosed with depression, and I hate it. I've known for a while that I had it, but I was too afraid to tell someone... apart from Shawn. He's now my boyfriend after being friends for so long, and I needed that love from someone, to know that someone cares about me when no one else seems to. He understood me and stopped me from doing any further harm to myself. Shawn eventually told my mum about it, and to be honest, I'm kinda glad he did. But to think that a normal teenager like me would need meds to make herself feel better scares me. Can I not heal by myself? But I already know the answer. If I try to heal by myself, I know it won't work, just like the scars on my wrists.

I collapse on my bed and close my eyes. My phone pings and I open the message from Shawn and reply to him.

Shawn: How was the meeting?
Me: Same as last week, but this time I got tablets to take :/
Shawn: Aw, I'm sorry :(
Shawn: Wanna come by mine after dinner? Got the place to myself for the weekend if you wanna stay over ;)
Me: Whatever Mendes, but sure, I'll be there at 8 x

I take out my out my overnight bag and stuff it with some clothes, most of them Shawn's old hoodies and jumpers- whoops. But he doesn't mind since it was the only way to go to sleep if he wasn't by my side... the only way to stop me isolating myself. I climb back downstairs and dump the bag in the hallway by the front door before sitting down at the table. I take out the tablets from the paper bag and read the instructions before chucking them to the side again.

"Mum, I'm heading to Shawn's for the weekend after dinner," I yell. "Is that alright? I can come back early tomorrow night if you don't wanna be home alone."

She enters the kitchen and sits down opposite me. "Don't worry about it darling, stay the weekend there. I'm away again on another business trip, but just answer my texts so I know you're alright, okay?"

I nod my head and smile at her.

"Come on, let's make dinner together while we're both still here!"

   "Love you Mum!" I shout as I watch the car drive away. I turn back around and Shawn is at the doorstep. His hands are folded as he leans against the door frame. His expression his dark and intense but suddenly lightens as my eyes meet his. He starts to smirk.

I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his neck. He leans forward and kisses the edge of my jawline.

"I have two things to say Mendes," I start. "One - were you waiting for me to turn up or was it a complete coincidence that you turned up infront of me? Two - I know that smile. You're hiding something and not telling me."

He lets out a soft laugh and pulls me inside the house. "I'm not gonna try and hide anything. You caught me."

I place my bag on the edge of the stairs and follow Shawn inside the living room. I gasp and laugh as I realise what he's done. The whole room has been converted into a den.

"Just like the one from-"

"When we were 10." Shawn finishes.

He's used different poles and brooms to support the draping bedsheets around the room. The centre is filled with cushions ontop of a quilt, some large sofa cushions resting against the sofas for us to lean against. The whole room glows dimly, with the addition of fairy lights.

Shawn locks his fingers around mine and smiles proudly at his masterpiece. "I thought tonight could be movie night, you know, to cheer you up a bit and well, keep your mind off things."

"It's great," I whisper. And then a sudden sadness hits me, so I squeeze his hand tight.

Shawn looks at me worryingly, knowing I have something to say.

I sigh. "It's sad you know? This is perfect Shawn- perfect. Just like our childhood again. And that's a good thing. But why... why can't life always be like that? Happy and so effortless? I want to be me again... the old me who didn't care about anything. The me that was once happy. It's like I can't enjoy my life anymore without something raining down on me..."

I breathe in and out slowly to calm myself down as Shawn takes me in his arms, rubbing my back gently.

He pulls away and places his hands on my face, looking into my eyes. "Y/n, I don't know what to say to that. Truth is, I can only understand the pain you're going through. But that's why I did this. For you. Sometimes, things happen for us to learn from them, and those things are often harder than we can bear. But it'll make us stronger. Y/n, when you get better, it will only make you stronger and you'll come out being a brighter person than you were before. You'll be yourself again, but you'll also change into someone you didn't think of becoming, and I can't wait."

He smiles and kisses me gently on the lips. "Just remember one thing, I love you and I'm here for you, no matter what."

I tip toe and reach for his lips and he kisses me for a long time, telling me he loves me. "I love you Shawn," I whisper.

He smiles and pecks my lips. "I love you too Y/n."