Shawn Mendes x Reader Imagines

Hurt

I gave a hug to all my friends as we met in the hallway. I smiled to people I didn't know. I laughed and talked to all my peers. I tried to be as happy, and spread as much love as possible. But non of them knew I was dying of the opposite. Sadness and hate were tearing me to shreds.

When I got home from school, I quietly opened the door and tip toed up to my room. I shut the door, carefully, behind me and laid my bag down at the end of my bed. I let a little sigh of relief out, knowing I hadn't been caught. My dad was an alcoholic. He treated mom and myself like dirt.

He often drank while I was at school, so I would come home to his raging temper tantrums. I had tried to get mom to leave him, but she hadn't budged so far, saying there was no where else to go. I tried to tell her we could go to Karen and Manuel, or to go to Shawn's apartment, but she always cut me off.

Karen's son, Shawn, and I had been close for a while now. He was the only one I had told about dad and his drinking problem. He was the only one who had held me close during the worst of the problem and the only one who had noticed my smiles were fake and beneath them laid a fragile, broken girl.

He was so sweet and caring, one of the only highlights in my crushed world. I had started to grow feelings for him, but always tried to push them away, I didn't want to ruin our relationship. He and Karen had told mom and I that if dad ever got out of hand, we were welcome to live with either of them.

I heard the floorboards outside my door creak and I jumped up as the door handle creaked. Mom popped her head round the corner and I relaxed. "Can I come in, sweetie?" She asked. I smiled, and nodded. She shut the door gently behind her and locked it. I looked at her confused, but she put a finger to her lips and came over to hug me.

"I gave some more thought about what you said, and I decided it's not healthy for us to live here anymore. I spoke to Karen, she said we can stay with her as long as possible but there's only room for one of us. Shawn said he'd love to have you stay with him, but only if you want?" She asked. I felt the butterflies rise in my stomach, but pushed them away. "Yeah, that would be amazing!!" I said, super excited  to finally leave dad.

She had packed a bag while I was at school, and helped me pack mine. When dad went out to go to the pub down the road, we snuck out and she dropped me at Shawn's place. I kissed her cheek and Shawn welcomed me in.
He gave me a tight hug and held me at shoulders length away from him. "You promise your ok staying here?" He asked, worried . I laughed, and gave him a real smile. "I'm ecstatic, Shawn!! Only if you're ok with having me." He released me and chuckled. "You can come anytime, you know that." He said.

I smiled again. "Do you want me to bring your things to your room? You can sleep in the guest bedroom...or with me. If you want, if it makes you feel safer or whatever." He blushed. I chuckled at how embarrassed he was. "Where do you want me to sleep?" I teased.

"With me." He said quietly, looking at the floor, blushing. "Sorry? Didn't catch that." I replied, smirking but also blushing. He stood up straight and looked me in the eye, stepping close to me, pressing our bodies close. "With me." He whispered, his minty breath falling on my face.

"Then with you it is..." I replied quietly. He stared to lean in but hesitated. "Are you ok if I-" he began but I cut him off with a kiss. He wrapped his arms on my waist and I felt him smile. I couldn't help but smile back. We pulled away, out of breath.

"Cummon, lets go to bed." He said, holding my hand. I chuckled and followed him up the stairs. Perhaps Shawn would be the man to change the hurt in my life to love once more.