Shawn Mendes Imagines

You're Pregnant

I flushed the toilet for the hundredth time today, rinsing my mouth with mouth wash.

"Ugh, what is wrong with me?" I sluggishly walk back towards the living room where I left y/f/n sitting by herself. "Sorry" I sheepishly smile at her as I take my place back on the couch.

"Are you ok y/n? Are you sick or something?" She asked me with concern.

"I'm fine, it's probably just a bug, nothing to worry about" She eyed me warily not fully convinced.

"You know, while you were in the bathroom, spilling out your guts I did some thinking" She looked at my stomach.

"Oh no, this can't be good" she slapped me on the arm and told me to shut up.

"Have you missed your period?" she looked at me expectantly.

"Well, now that I think about it I was due for my period a few days ago, and I never miss my period" she let me sit in silence whilst she waited for me to catch up to her thinking speed.

"Ohhh, wait...I can't be, that's impossible. I can't be pregnant" Can I?

"Think about it, no period, throwing up every second of the day..."

OH MY GOD

"Um...well the timing does make sense and so does the throwing up" I remember now, it makes complete sense if I was pregnant, I mean Shawn came home from his 4 month tour last week and we- well let's just say we had a lot of catching up to do. "But we used protection I am sure of it"

She looked at me sympathetically, "Hun, you do know that condoms aren't 100% guaranteed to prevent pregnancy, you know what I'll go to the store now and pick up some tests for you, when does Shawn get home?"

"4 hours"

"Ok that's plenty of time to take the tests, if you're pregnant than schedule an appointment and after the appointment and everything is 100% we will come up with a way to tell him" I nodded my head gratefully, I am so glad to have her as a friend/

*Le Time Skip*

I couldn't believe my eyes, two lines. Two pink lines.

I'm Pregnant

No. I- No!

"What does it say y/n?"

"P-positive" I shakily place the test on the counter in the bathroom, and unlock the bathroom door.

"Shit! You're gonna be a mother! OMG you're gonna be a young hot mamma!" she clearly knew how uncomfortable I was with this, she was just trying to make me feel better.

"I can't, the timing it's-it's all wrong. I mean I'm only 22 and Shawn he's-his career is just starting to take off, I can't do this to him. It's all my fault. Damn me for being highly fertile" y/f/n looked at me weirdly.

"Honey, it takes two to tango. And if Shawn knew he would be ecstatic, he'll be so happy, all I hear him talk about is how much he loves you and how he can't wait to marry you and have kids with you. This sorta just changes the order in which things happen and when. I mean you both want kids, this just speeds up that process a little bit" y/f/n looks down at her watch and says, "Look I gotta go, but call me if you need anything" she gave me a hug and bent down and spoke to my stomach "Now don't go giving your mother trouble now, otherwise Aunty y/f/n will deal with you and you don't want that trust me" there was a slight humour to her voice. She got up and hugged me one more time before leaving my shared apartment with Shawn.

"Ok, now I just need to book an appointment and think of how I'm going to tell him that i'm fricking pregnant with his child!" I grabbed the pregnancy test and hid it at the back of the drawer in the bathroom underneath my many different kinds of products. A place I know Shawn wouldn't even think about looking