𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

lost

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
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"I don't wanna feel like this anymore!" I watch her scream as she throws anything breakable she could find at the wall. I didn't know what to say or do now to get her to stop. I tried but she wouldn't stop lashing out. I knew she was hurting and that fucking killed me.

Her bloodshot eyes poured into mine and I couldn't read her like I usually do. I couldn't tell what she was feeling or thinking. She was making it harder for me to read her this time and I was a loss of hope. The only thing I could take away from her state was I could see the shattered pieces of her heart through her eyes. Begging for help and showing pain but showing another side that was unrecognizable.

She took a few deep yet shaky breaths, hiccuping as she did so. I inched closer to her, reaching my hand out to touch her. She flinched and I dropped my hand by my side, feeling my heart shatter. I knew what she needed. She just didn't know how to ask for it through words. But I knew she was finding another way to ask for help. This was just a destructive way.

"Come here." My voice came out as a whisper, sticking my hand out once more.

She hesitantly made her way over to me before she collapsed in my arms, holding onto me with her dear life. Like she was afraid I would be disappearing from her and never returning. She cried in my arms and I whispered sweet nothings to her, in hope for her to calm down in order to let everything she's been bottling in out on me. She needed someone to hear her and I'm ready to. I've been more than ready. But she keeps getting lost and that's what is setting her back. She keeps getting lost in her thoughts.

"I feel so lost, Shawn." She cried, clutching onto my shirt. "I don't wanna feel this anymore. Why is it so hard?"

I cupped her cheeks in my hands, looking down in her eyes. "It's okay, hun. I promise it's gonna be okay. Please just let me in and help. It won't be so hard anymore if you just let me in, please. Stop shutting me out."

She wrapped her arms around the back of my neck, burying her face into the crook of my neck. My arms went securely around her, holding her tightly against me. We stood there in each other's arm, feeling to comfortable and content to move.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, pulling away.

"Don't be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about. I promise. I'm gonna be here every step of the way, darling. I'm not going anywhere." I told her, holding onto her hands.

She nodded, licking her lips and rubbing her face. I leaned down and connected my lips with hers, kissing her for a few moments. "C'mon. Let's go back to my house. I'm not letting you go."