Shawn Mendes Interracial Imagines(request open forever ; P)

He dumps You

A/N: should I write in 1st, 2nd, or 3rd person? Thanks for your support!❤️
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Where could he be?

I thought to myself as I lazily stomped down the stairs. It was 6:45 am and I couldn't find Shawn anywhere. I woke up without the warmth of his body next to mine. His side of the bed was cold and untouched.

I pulled my phone out of my pajama pants pocket. I checked snapchat and discovered that he went to a hotel with a friend. I watched the video snap over and over again, trying to see who was in the background. It was a girl.

I know the fuck not.

I chewed in my bottom lip, leaving him a message:

Get over here, now!

Almost instantly, I got a reply.

I'm on my way. Damn Y/n.

I practically threw my phone down on the kitchen island and grabbed a glass from the cupboard. I poured myself some OJ and fried a few pieces of bacon. I normally wouldn't be up this early, but I couldn't sleep. Something just didn't sit right.

After I ate breakfast, I could see headlights shinning threw the curtains. I knew it was him. I jumped up and ripped the door open right when he was about to unlock the door.

I crossed my hands over my chest and pat the ground with my foot. "Where in the hell were you?" I asked with venom laced in my voice. "Ugh, Y/n just move. It's too early for this." He pushed past me, catching me completely off guard.

"Uh Uh! Oh hell nah! Son, do you know who you are talking to? In case you forgot, my name is Your/full/name, and I deserve respect. And I also believe that I deserve to know, why the fuck are you running the streets with some hoes!" I slammed the door. He ignored me and jogged up the stairs.

He is out his rabbit ass mind.

"SHAWN!!" I screamed. Once he made it to the top of the stairs he turned around. "Fuck off, Y/n! You're treating me like damn child I will not tolerate this bullshit from you anymore." He stormed off and I followed him up stairs.

He had already brought out a suitcase and began shoving clothes in it. My eyes burned with tears as I realized what was happening.

He was leaving me.

"Shawn." I softened my voice. "Baby, what're you doing." I could feel my throat tighten. The palms of my hands became sweaty.

He stopped and turned to me. "I need a break." He breathed. "A break from what?" I asked. I already knew the answer. He zipped up his suitcase and dragged it across the carpet, past me. He stopped and looked back over his shoulder. I turned to face him. He stood in the door way. "Us. This relationship. I'm not happy."

I felt the warm tears hit my dark cheekbones. "Hey, don't cry." He dropped his bag and walked up to me. He wiped my tears and I jerked away from him.

My head was spinning and my heart shattered to pieces. "We have been a couple for so long. I can't imagine being without you, Shawn. You have my heart!" I shouted at him. My body broke down in sobs and I dropped the floor. Shawn came down with me. I cried into my hands.

"We should see other people. I mean honestly, we can't satisfy each other—"
"Satisfy each other?!" I cut him off, looked into his eyes.

"Shawn I love you! You make me happy. That's why I'm always under you. I want to be around you. I enjoy your company. I don't care about the materialistic  things.. like how much money you have, fame, hit songs, awards. Because you were my sunlight. You still are." I cried even harder.

He sighed heavily. "I thought you felt the same."

"I did, but that's over now. I've changed a lot and we are two completely different people now." He said getting up. He grabbed his bag and headed out the door. "Shawn, wait." He paused. "Please, stay. Just one more night. Or at least let me hold you one last time. I know you're leaving for her."
He gasped and turned around to look at me. I stared him back in his warm eyes.

I may never get to see those chocolate orbs again.

"Goodbye, Y/n." He walked out and closed the door behind him. At that moment, I erupted into tears. I felt helpless, lying here on this floor at Damn near 7:00 am.

He walked out on me, and stole my heart in the way out.

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Ooouuuuu Lord!! That was a hot ass mess. But what did y'all think? Part two? I have some ideas so yeah. Show some love❤️😭I worked hard for this.
And the killer part is, I'm at a NBA young boy show in Houston with my step-sister and this joint is dead asf. I don't fuck with his music like that anyway so I'm prolly the most un-lit person in the building. Sorry for typos(if you spotted any) it's hard to concentrate in a room with all this thumping music and shit.😂Love yall😍

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