𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

i don't love you anymore

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
→ i don't love you anymore ←

Everywhere I looked, social media, news reports, magazines, whatever. Him and her. Always together now. But for me? I'm sitting in the home we shared, waiting for him to finish his upcoming album down in L.A. Now, it didn't even feel like home anymore. Nothing feels real anymore. It's been weeks since he has talked to me.

When we do talk, it's not the same as it used to be. He seems very distant and vague. All I want is to go back to the way things used to be. Before he started hanging out with her. It kills me day by day. I don't know where I went want. The sad thing is, I'm blaming myself for not being good enough for him.

As of now, I stand in the middle of the bedroom we used to share, with my suitcase by my side with most of my stuff. I look around the room. All clean and neat. I heard the front down close downstairs and I widened my eyes, surprised he came home earlier than he had told me.

"Hi princess." He breathed out, once he laid eyes on me. His eyes then narrowed down to my suitcase by my side and he knitted his eyebrows together. "W–what are you doing?"

"Leaving. Perhaps you should've known since you're always with her in the streets of LA." I said bitterly, dragging my suitcase with me as I walked down stairs.

I heard him run down the stairs and slam the front door shut as I began to open it. He stood in front of me, blocking me from leaving. "I'm so sorry please. Don't leave. Let me explain."

"What? You're gonna use the "I had no one and I missed you so much" bullshit? If you missed me that bad, I could've flew out to you. To be with you, but instead you hurt me." I whispered, staring at him with no emotion.

Tears flooded his hazel eyes and he dropped to his knees, sobbing as he placed a hand on his chest. I sighed, pressing my tongue to the roof of my mouth. As terrible as this might sound, I was gonna use one of his worst fears against him. But I knew damn well this was all just an act of his and he stopped loving me.

"I don't love you anymore." I said and he cried harder, pressing his back up against the wall next to the door. He pulled his knees to his chest.

"Please, d–don't leave. I didn't m–mean to do t–this." He cried, looking up at me.

I said nothing. All I did was open the door and walked out of our life, taking a step forward.

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AUTHORS NOTE. Hey sorry for the long wait. I took a break because I had so much going on and couldn't think properly. But I'm officially back with some amazing project coming up. Thank you all for your support!