Shawn Mendes Imagines 2

Anxiety

Y/N's P.O.V

Sitting in the hotel room waiting for Shawn to come back from one of his interviews I was getting more anxious by the second. I could feel my hands starting to tingle and the tightness in my chest. I didn't know why I was anxious it was just happening.

Getting up off the bed I went over to look out the window and opened the door to head out on the balcony. I pressed my hand up against my chest tightly so that I could get rid of the tightness in my chest.

Hearing the screaming start up again I knew Shawn must have been coming back up to the hotel. It was crazy how loud his fans could be, every time it shocked me.

Suddenly I started feeling like my anxiety had skyrocketed through the roof. I already felt bad because I was suppose to go with Shawn this morning for his interview. He had told me we were going for lunch with some of his team and I really didn't want to let him down again. Breathing in and out slowly I heard the door open.

"Y/N?" he called out.

"on the balcony" I said.

Walking back inside and shutting the door behind me I was met with Shawn in front of me.

"you feeling better?" he asked.

"yeah i'm good now!" I lied.

He didn't know about my anxiety so I just told him that I wasn't feeling great this morning.

"okay, well we're going down to the lobby for lunch!"

"okay" I smiled. "just give me a second i'll change"

Walking towards my suitcase I pulled out a shirt and a pair of jeans and went to the bathroom to change. Coming out a moment later Shawn grabbed my hand and we walked out of the room.

Once we walked into the elevator I felt the need to cry. Taking deep breathes I tried to calm myself. Shaking out my hands as the elevator hit the lobby. We walked towards the restaurant that was in the lobby and went to meet with Shawn's team.

Sitting down they all smiled at us and Shawn started talking with them. I couldn't really pay attention to what they were talking about. I just kept looking out the window and saw all the fans looking at us. Some of them had scowls on their faces and others were just smiling.

I couldn't take it anymore I felt like the whole world was staring at me and I hated it. My anxiety was telling me that everyone was judging me even though I knew that wasn't true.

"i'm sorry i'll be right back" I got up.

Walking out of the restaurant I went to look for somewhere where there weren't a lot of people but that wasn't seeming to be an option. Standing up against one of the walls in the lobby I felt hands on my shoulders.

"Y/N are you okay?" he asked.

"no" I said honestly.

"i'm going to take you upstairs and we can just get room service or something" he wrapped his arms around me and led me back to the elevator.

Once we made it to our room again I went and sat on the bed.

"i'm sorry" I cried.

"why are you sorry hun?"

"because I have anxiety and I was embarrassed to tell you and i'm sorry"

"hey hey it's okay, i'm glad you told me. Now I know that when it happens I can help you" he came over to the bed and sat next to me.

"yeah I guess" I was looking at my hands.

"Hey look at me please?"

Looking at Shawn he smiled.

"next time please tell me how your actually feeling okay? I kinda felt a little helpless today" he sighed.

"okay"

Leaning into Shawn he just rubbed my back and sang little songs to me.