Shawn Mendes Imagines

Perfectly Wrong *

Taste the poison from your lips....

Lately we're as good as gone.

Oh our love is drunk and it's, singing me my favorite song.

Shawn stumbles into the room, with her on his arm. She kissed him harshly, no meaning, no love, no passion behind her actions. Shawn kissed her back just as hard, trying so hard not to let his tears fall. He knew she was slipping away from him, he just never wanted to say goodbye. He never wanted what they had to end, for it was his harmony and melody, his song.

Me and you, we were made to break.

I know the truth, but it's much too late,

You're perfectly wrong for me, and that's why it's so hard to leave

Yeah you're perfectly wrong for me

Oh you're perfectly wrong for me, all the stars in the sky could see, why you're perfectly wrong for me

She knew she was wrong for him, and tried to tell him multiple times, but he wouldn't listen. She tried to warn him, to save them both from heartbreak, knowing very well they weren't going to last. She was wrong for him, and that's what made him want her even more, unfortunately realizing later that she was right, but it was too late, their hearts weren't as whole as they were when they first met.

He tried to put his foot down, he tried to leave, but he just couldn't. Everyone could see how wrong she was for him, and even though it hurt her, she agreed with them. With his mother, his sister, his father, his friends, media, everyone. They weren't the power couple they wanted to be, they couldn't prove them wrong.

"Shawn you have to let me go, they're right."

"No! I am not letting you go. No matter what they say, I'll always be here, I'll always choose you." He said, intertwining his fingers with hers

"You don't get it, Shawn." She said, shaking her head pulling away, walking to their bedroom door

"I wanted to save us from a broken heart at first, but we're in too deep. I just wanna rip the band aid off, because if we keep going, it's gonna get harder." And with that, she slammed the door.

Oh, you know how much it hurts

Every time you say you hate me

But when we're making love, you make it worth it

Can't believe the places that you take me

"I hate you! I fucking hate you!" She cried, his heart breaking with every hit he took to his chest

"You don't mean that." He whimpered

"I do!" She screamed, lying.

"Baby please-" He was cut off with a sob that ripped out of her, her heart hurting her even more. Her heart hurting having to see his beautiful eyes beg

"Please, Shawn."

"No!" She had no choice.

"Either you leave, or I will." She said, but Shawn didn't listen and pulled her in for a kiss, and she kissed back, but not with the same passion he did, but she made it worth it and treated him right.

It was the same routine, it's what kept them going for a few days at a time.

There's no use, we were made to be

I know the truth, and it's much too late

At this hour, she's always and usually crying, every time this happens and she wakes up naked, she cries silently to herself next to him, her tears falling down her cheeks as she admired his sleeping peaceful face, his arm wrapped around her, it seemed like this was the only time when she wasn't toxic to him, when they were both unconscious