8requested by @satanicmendes
prompts requested:
6: "are you kidding me? we're not fine!"
11: "be my wife."
12: "before i do this, i need you to know that i have always loved you."
94: "i don't know what i did to deserve you."
95: "i don't know why i'm crying."
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I ran out of the Q&A area. I could feel the lump in my throat burning, as I tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. I ignored all of Shawn's team members asking me if I was okay and headed straight for his dressing room. I slammed the door behind me, my tears now flowing freely.
Shawn just announced that he was going on another world tour.
I knew that I should be happy for him. His career was at it's peak, and I should be supportive of him, but I couldn't. I couldn't go through the pain again.
I picked up the first thing my eyes landed on - a bottle of Shawn Signature - and flung it at the wall. It didn't break, which just made me angrier. I picked up another object. My arm cocked back to throw it across the room before it was yanked out of my hand.
I whipped my body around quickly, now standing chest-to-chest with Shawn. "What the hell are you doing?" His eyebrows were furrowed. "I came to check on you because you just ran out of the Q&A. Why the hell are you throwing things across my dressing room, and why are you crying?" His voice faded out towards the end of his sentence. His right hand came up to my face. He wiped the tear from under my left eye before stroking my cheek. I stepped away from him.
"I don't know why i'm crying. Probably because you just told all of your fans that you're going on tour, and you didn't even bother to fucking tell me, Shawn!" My fists balled at my sides as I yelled at him.
"It was supposed to be a surprise, Y/n. I thought you'd be happy for me." I looked past him and into the hallway. His whole team stood there watching us. I was embarrassed, but I wasn't about to drop it.
"I am happy for you, Shawn, but what about me? Do you not remember what happened last time you went on tour?"
I thought back to the roughest time in our relationship. It was all fine at first, until he would forget to text or call. Then the cheating rumors started. It took us a while to get past all of that. We even broke up for a while, and it was the most painful thing I've ever went through.
"That's the past, baby, we're fine now." He reached out to me.
I shook my head. "Are you kidding me? we're not fine! How do you know that things will be different this time? Are you just going forget about the times when we had to question our love for each other, which is something that we said we'd never do.
Things may have been perfectly fine on your end, but I refuse to spend another night crying myself to sleep because I'm up fucking worrying about you while you're out partying. I was depressed for months, Shawn, and what did you do? You acted like you were too busy to pick up the damn phone!" My lungs physically burned from screaming so loud. I was literally pouring my heart out to him backstage at a venue, and he just stood there, staring at me. Just like everyone else.
"I fought hard to keep this relationship afloat, and call me selfish or whatever, but I won't just let you go and ruin it again." I walked over to the suede sofa, picking up my jacket and placing it on my shaking body.
"Where are you going?" He looked taken aback. I shrugged my shoulders, simply wanting to get away from him for a while. I attempted to walk out of the room, purposely bumping into him before I was scooped up and thrown over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" I began to pound on his back. "Right now, Shawn! I swear to god!"
He didn't even flinch. "Fuck that, I'm not losing you again." He walked out of the room, still holding me. "I'm doing it now, Andrew."
"Doing what? Let me go!" The screams of dozens of girls filled my ears. I assumed that we were back in the Q&A room.
"I'm sorry, girls. Y/n was feeling a bit sick, so I had to go check on her."
"Why are you holding her like that, Shawn?" One of the fans asked, giggling.
"She can be kind of bratty sometimes, so this is what I had to resort to." I rolled my eyes. I was upset and he wanted to make jokes. He put me down, making me feel slightly dizzy as all the blood rushed from my head.
"Now, Y/n. I know you're mad at me, but before I do this I need you to know that I have always loved you."
I grimaced at him. "What are you talking about?" He reached into his back pocket, making everyone in the room go crazy.
"I don't know what i did to deserve you..." He began as he dropped down to one knee. My frown instantly shifted into a look of shock. Was he really doing this? Here?
"But my mom always told me to realize when I have something good, and it may have taken me a while, and I'm sorry. You are the best thing that's ever come into my life. After the first time we broke up, I realized that. I never want to lose you again. I was going to wait until a better time to do this, but this is my way of showing you that I'm not the same person I was three years ago. I could go into endless detail about why I love you, and why I need you in my life, but videos of this are going to end up all over the internet, and I'd rather not have the whole world see me cry like a baby." He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, causing the crowd to 'aww'.
"But basically, what I'm trying to say is, be my wife. Please- I mean- if you want to-"
"Shawn, just shut up and kiss me." My anger disappeared completely as he stood up and embraced me. The fans cheered as we kissed.
"Mr. and Mrs. Mendes. How does that sound, guys?"
"Goals!" One fan yelled. Making me laugh.
"And this is for you." He slid the ring onto my finger. I jumped excitedly.
"We're getting married!" I smiled brightly at him. He placed a kiss on my temple.
"You're still a brat, but my brat. Forever."
"And my Fiancé will be coming on tour with me." He turned to the crowd. "We do have to plan our wedding, of course."
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ugh i enjoy proposal imagines so much! i just love, love. too bad i'm forever alone lmaoooooooithurtsooooo
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