Shawn Mendes Imagines

Valentine's Day - Part 9

Imagine:

Shawn's POV:
I look out of the window and watch Y/n run down the steps. She's covering her face and doesn't look properly. She bumps into Nash and they talk for a bit. Finally after what feels like forever, they make their way into the hospital. Y/n is looking down and walking slowly, Nash behind her. He looks up at my window and nods his head at me. I walk back to my bed in my crutches and call for a nurse to assist me. 

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"You know what you are doing is wrong, right?" Nash tells me. "You didn't last a day without him, what makes you think you can do it this time?"

He has a point. "But Camila. She showed up first when we got to the hospital. And she's the same as Shawn, she'll understand him better."

"But she doesn't love Shawn the way you do," Nash argues.

"And the ring? That just shows you're the most important person in his life."

"I don't know... I gave the ring back to Shawn, well put it back in the box. And I left him a rose to say goodbye."

The lift doors open but I stay inside. "I don't think I can go back to Shawn," I whisper.

Nash sighs. "That's not the truth, and we both know it. Look, at least say goodbye to Shawn properly okay?"

I nod my head and follow after him.

I walk into the room and the window is open with the curtains billowing in the wind. The bed is empty, apart from the single rose I left for Shawn.

I gasp and freeze in one place, wondering where on earth he could be.

My eyes are covered with a pair of hands. "Looking for something?"

Shawn. I place my hands over his and pull them away. I turn around and see Shawn properly for the first time in days. His face is still covered is cuts and his head is bandaged, but that doesn't stop him from smiling wide. He's also dressed funny. Oh, he's wearing a smart shirt with some shorts instead of the usual hospital clothes.

I swallow back my tears. "Shawn..." I tip-toe and wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in it. "Thank god you're alright. What happened? I'm so sorry I left you, but you have no idea how mad I was about, you know.... and then the ring, and then you were here, at the hospital."

He pulls me away from him and looks at me. He cups my face in his hands and strokes my cheek gently with a thumb, still smiling.

"You found the ring?"

"Well yeah, it was on my finger underneath the bandage-" and then I realise. Before I left Shawn, he took my hand in his and squeezed it gently, but at the time I thought nothing of it.

I start to cry. "But why? Why me? After all the shouting at you, and not believing you... why did you still want me?"

Shawn wipes the tears away from my cheeks and rests his forehead against mine. "Because I realised you are the most important thing that has ever happened in my life, and I knew I couldn't let go of someone like you so easily."

I turn away from him. "What if I say differently? What if I want to leave Shawn?"

He turns my head around so I look up into his eyes. "We both know you won't do that."

He presses his lips onto mine and then all the emotions escape from me. My hand runs through his hair as I kiss him hard and lovingly, agreeing to the words he said. I pull my lips away from his but they connect again for a long time.

Shawn pulls back this time. "I've got a few words I wanna say Y/n." He pulls out the red rose from behind him and strokes my face with its silky petals and I giggle. "We've been together for how long now? 7 years since high school. We've graduated together, bought our own house together, and I would love to spend the rest of my life with you, have children, and grow old together."

Since he can't get down on one knee because of his cast, he pulls me across to the bed and places me on his lap. He takes out the small heart shaped box and flips it open. "Y/n Y/l/n, will you marry me?"

I nod my head and tears roll down my face as Shawn puts the ring on my finger slowly.

I kiss him softly on the lips and feel him smile inbetween.

"I love you Shawn," I whisper, holding onto him tight.

"I love you too Y/n."