Shawn Mendes Imagines

Speak *

Note: Y/M/L means the language you originally speak in, and anything written like this means it's said in your mother tongue.

English wasn't your first language, everyone around you was aware of that. When you and Shawn met, it wasn't how you would picture couples meeting. You were a translator for him on tour, you spoke so many languages, but unfortunately English had to be your weakest. But even with it being your weakest, you still spoke pretty well!

Shawn googled how to ask you out in Y/M/T and you said yes, and that's how the story of Y/N and Shawn came to be, want to hear how it ends though?

Shawn started becoming a bit distant from you, you brushed it off though, thinking that he was probably spending so much time at the studio, you couldn't blame him. You did talk to him about it though, you always agreed that communication was #1 in a relationship.

He apologized, admitted his wrong doings and offered to take you with him to an event, which you happily agreed to tag along to, but Shawn didn't look so thrilled about it. You didn't know if he didn't want to go to the event or didn't want you there and only offered out of kindness, so you offered to stay home, but he insisted.

Now here you were, standing in a beautiful blue dress that complimented your eyes, and your hair cascaded perfectly over your shoulders, you felt perfect.

"Y/N- woah, you look, great." He said grabbing your hand, ushering you to twirl so he could get a look. Shawn's words were sweet, but they didn't seem genuine. Again, you brushed it off.

"Thank you, sweetheart." You said, smiling making him cringe a tiny bit, before quickly replacing it with a smile.

You walked with him to the limo waiting outside and you saw Teddy with her fiancé inside, and you could already tell that this was going to be a fun night.

"Hello, Teddy! It's very nice to see you again!" You said, accent thick.

"Y/N! Nice to see you too sweetheart, and might I say you look gorgeous!" She complimented making you giggle, accidentally letting out a thank you in your language.

Shawn seemed to be annoyed, you couldn't put your finger on what the reason was so you decided to ask him after the event.

As soon as the limo parked, Shawn was the first out of the limo and speed walked inside, leaving you behind. You frowned as Teddy looked at him weirdly before offering you her arm for you to link yours with as you 3 walked inside together.

As soon as you got inside, Shawn was nowhere to be found. You brushed it off thinking he was with his friends and decided to spend your night with Teddy and Emily.

"Has anyone seen Shawn?" You asked after the song was finished and you walked with the girls to the bar to get a drink

"Nope, probably with his friends, check the VIP room." She said making you nod

You walked to the VIP room, seeing that there were obviously people in there and waited for someone to leave so you could ask if Shawn was in there, but an hour had passed, and still no one had left the room.

You came closer to the door, ready to knock, but stopped when you heard a familiar laugh.

"So how are things with Y/N?" A voice asked

"Well-"

"Wait, you still haven't dumped her? I thought you guys would've been ancient history by now." A voice said out loud, a round of chuckles being heard after. You expected Shawn to jump in and defend you, but you were sadly disappointed.

"Doesn't the way she talk annoy you man? I feel like I'm talking to a toddler that can barely say a correct sentence without any grammatical errors."

"It does bug me, I feel the need to correct her every sentence! I keep trying to correct her but she keeps making the same fucking mistake over and over again! It's really fucking annoying! And the fact that she keeps talking in Y/M/T- god! It is not fucking cute when she calls me pet names in Y/M/L, it's weird! I never thought it'd get to this point, but I just need a break for her- And don't get me started on how she talks in bed-" Your eyes started to pool with tears, did Shawn really think of you that way?

"So why don't you just dump her?"

"I can't."

"Why? You're too nice?" A voice joked, bringing up the Canadian stereotype, which was funny because there was nothing nice about what he had just said.

You have had enough, so you stormed in eyes filled with rage as you started poking Shawn's chest

"YOU ASSHOLE! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HOW COULD YOU JUST TALK TO ME LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF YOUR FRIENDS- I FEEL LIKE A FUCKING IDIOT! YOU ARE THE WORST MAN I HAVE EVER MET AND I WISH I NEVER MET YOU!" Shawn understood nothing but the last statement, and his eyes went wide

"No, Y/N, let me explain." He begged

"No, I'm done, we're done." You said, storming out of the room, him hot on your trail

"Y/N, please come back! I'M SORRY!" He said, thinking that maybe those two words would make you stop for a moment. And it worked, but not the way he hoped.

"I'll have Teddy ready to pick up my stuff tomorrow. You and I are finished. Just a word of advice, when you're dating someone, make sure they speak nothing but English so their words don't get on your nerves." You spat, shocking him as you drove away, leaving him with guilt, and a heavy heart.