Shawn Mendes Imagines

Tears (speak now part 2)

  3 hours. It'd been precisely 3 hours since I told Shawn everything. I had ruined a wedding, just 3 hours ago. What is wrong with me? Everything, possibly. But the craziest thing was, I didn't even feel bad. I have an unhealthy tendency of making sure other people are happy at the cost of my suffering. Shawn always understood that. He understood me. That was one of the things I loved most about him.

The adrenaline had died down now, and it was replaced with despair.

He wasn't here. He didn't come after me, and he isn't going to.

I begged myself not to lose hope. I've been waiting 2 years to tell him how I feel, I can wait for 3 hours.

Maybe he forgot where our place was. I take in the salty air and splash my feet in the water. My red dress soaking with sea water, maybe sitting on the dock wasn't the best idea, but YOLO.

Oh my god, I need help. Yolo? Shawn Mendes, hurry your cute ass up, I'm going crazy.

He must have heard me because a minute later, I heard feet jogging down the dock. He was sweaty and breathless. His bow tie and suit were missing. He merely wore nothing but a plain white shirt and his trousers. Wordlessly, he sat awkwardly beside me. My anxious heart screamed like a banshee on drugs when I nervously looked in his eyes. The gold lighting from the setting sun made him look like heaven. I bit the inside of my cheek.

"That was some wedding, huh?" He whispered calmly, his voice scratchy. I couldn't breathe.

"Shawn..."I said closing my eyes, letting my skin soak up the last sliver of sunlight.

"I do," My eyes snapped at him. He does realize those words are a bit late. He was supposed to state that at the altar, not here. The more I thought about it the more wrong my confession seemed.

"You what?" My eyes came in contact with his, it's amber shade burnt me. I felt vulnerable. An emotional vulnerability like I had never felt before.

"I love you."

My heart burst into flames. I gnawed my lips, drawing blood.

"Why would you do that? Marry a person like her, I've been standing right in front of you, and you never, not once, conveyed any signs that you like me!" I stood up and raised my voice. It came out high pitched and broken.

"I THOUGHT I HAD TO!!" He yells back. I scoffed.

"You didn't HAVE to do anything! You chose to ignore me. You chose to believe I never wanted to talk to you again. HOW CAN YOU DO THAT, AND THEN TELL ME YOU LOVE ME?!"
Fat tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Because," he said gently.

"BECAUSE WHAT!" he looked at the ocean ashamed.

I closed my eyes and shook my head.

"Shawn, if you want any sort of relationship with me, you need to tell me the truth. Okay?"I rested my hand on his cheek. He clutched my face and placed a kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes and smiled gently, but it faded when I heard him whimper.

I took a step back and brought his hands away from my face. Tears ran down his cheeks. His eyes were red.

"Shawn, what happened," I said firmly.

I swear to all that is holy if she did anything to hurt him. . .

He sniffled."She lied. Sh-She said t-that...", he shook his head and let go of everything. He slumped down on the dock, and I followed. His head was in his hands as he sobbed. My heart was breaking. Seeing him made all my anxiety, confusion, and fury dissipate into nothing.

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his shoulder while whispering sweet things in his ear. After a few minutes, he stopped shaking. His eyes met my concerned ones, and he grabbed my hand.

He thanked me in a broken voice. I nodded.

"Do you want to tell me what she said? You don't have to if you don't want to." I said calmer. He shook his head.

"She told me she was pregnant." He said. My brain stopped. My body froze in time. His words flew by my ears. My throat constricted.

"She's pregnant." I exhaled. A soft tear running down my face.

"NO!NO! That's the thing. SHE LIED!" he screamed in frustration; running his hand through his messy curls.

I watched as his entire demeanor broke. That snake. I knew she was an absolute bitch, but lying about having a child! That was just cruel. If I ever saw her face again, she would need so much plastic surgery she'll look like Joan Van Ark. (no offense)

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry," I said to him. It all made sense now. Why he would have no choice but to end up marrying her.

I held him close to my chest. His head was in my neck as he said, "About 3 months ago, I got really drunk. When I woke up the next morning, she was in bed next to me, she said that we had slept together and I believed her. Around a month ago I was going breaking up with her, but before I could she told me she was pregnant. I couldn't just leave her. She was carrying my child!" His breathing became quick.

"She thought it was better to get married and then say she got pregnant. I agreed because, I didn't think I was ready to tell everyone that I-" he left that sentence there, and continued. " Apparently, she had slept with some other guy, and he said he didn't want it, so she came crying for me. Until three hours ago I thought I would have a child. A baby, one that I made. You know, and now. . ."
He trailed off. My entire body shook with rage. I really, really wanted to rip her hair out right about now.

We stayed wrapped up in each other's arms until the sun was gone and the dock began getting dark.

"Come on, muffin man. We've gotta get home." I said standing up. He copied me and took my hand in his calloused one. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it gently.

"You know I didn't tell you before, but you look really really hot in that dress." He whispered in my ear.

Oh, sweet heavens have mercy on me. (A/N: TAKE IT EASY ON MAH HEART. Sorry. Carry on.)

"T-thanks," He chuckled at my red face. It was so nice to see him smile again.

We continued walking home hand in hand. We told each other stories and made each other laugh.

When we got to my door, we stopped. He gave me a hug, and I'm pretty sure he sniffed my hair.

"I love you," I said spontaneously.

"I love you too," He said. We broke apart, and I turned to my door, "Wait!",he yelled, grabbing my hand. I turned and in half a second his hands cupped my cheeks and his lips were on mine.

When we broke apart, he looked down at me "I'm so glad you were around when they said ' Speak now.' "

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HEY GUYS. Sorry, this took forever, but I was super busy with midterms! How did you guys do?

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