Shawn Mendes Imagines

Like To Be You

{Shawn's POV}
We sat in silence, me on one couch and her on the other. Both our throats burned from the harsh words that we spat carelessly. I couldn't even remember what sparked this argument, but none of us were giving up.

I wonder what it's like to be her. To see things from her perspective, her reasoning behind her actions. She stared at the blank TV and fiddled with her fingers.

I sighed and gave in, this was clearly never ending.

"Y/n," I spoke. Her eyes glazed over slightly as she bit her bottom lip. "We have to talk," her eyes widened as she shook her head.

"Shawn , pl-please don't leave. We can change, I'll change. Just-"

"Y/N, I'm not leaving you. I could never." Relief washed over her as her body relaxed.

"I'm sorry, I just never know what you're thinking." She said quietly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked harshly.

"You never tell me about what's in that head of yours, who knows what you're thinking." She shrugged. "I have no idea what it's like to be you, Shawn. And I wish I could." She added.

"You're right, I'm sorry." I apologised.

"Just please, tell me what's going on." She pleaded.

"I'm just worried. I constantly feel like I'm not good enough for you, like someday I'm going to lose you." I sighed. "You wouldn't understand." I said.

"I wouldn't? Do you know how it feels to constantly get comments from people saying how much I don't deserve you? You're famous worldwide, Shawn. Of course I know what you're talking about. If anything, I understand more than you do." She said and crossed her arms.

"I didn't know you felt that way." I mumbled.

"You never ask," her voice cracked as she shrugged her shoulders.

"I care about you, Y/N. So much. I'm so sorry I never ask you and I act distant. I don't mean it, I'm just under a lot of pressure right now for the new album and tours and stuff. I guess I just kept thinking of myself. I'm sorry." I said. She wiped her eyes and sat down next to me.

"I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have assumed your life is perfect just because you don't talk about your struggles, I'm sorry." She replied. I smiled and wiped away some of her tears before attacking her into a hug.

"How about we go to the movies? I know that always cheers us up." I suggested. She smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Sure, I'll be down in a second."

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Sooo I was thinking of doing a few short imagines from Shawn's new album because his songs are beautiful.

I swear they'll get better but this is the first one x