Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

78. "I Need To Be There For You."

A/n: So I know that not everybody is Jewish, but I did mention a few Jewish traditions in here. Anyways, please enjoy this sad imagine. Okay, let's begin!

Shawn's point of view

I was in the middle of one of my question and answer sessions with my fans when I got a text from my wife, who I had just been talking about.

Mrs. Mendes: Pkease call me when yu can.

"Hey guys, so my wife just sent me a text and her words are messed up so I'm a bit concerned. Do you guys mind if I call her really quickly?" I asked. My fans said that they didn't mind, so I called Y/n. I could hear her crying.

"Hey. Aren't you in a q and a?" Y/n asked as she cried.

"Yes but I want to know why my wife's text message was all jumbled up and why you're crying." I said. She cried harder.

"It's Uncle Donnie." She said. Oh no. She's extremely close to her uncle. She always has been.

"What about him?" I asked.

"He's gone Shawn. He died in his sleep last night." Y/n said. I put my hand to my mouth and held back tears. I cleared my throat.

"I'm so sorry honey. Do you want me to fly home after this concert?" I asked. There was a pause.

"I don't know. I don't know what to do. That would mean that you would have to cancel a concert." She said.

"No babe, listen, I would be cancelling more than one concert. I need to be with you right now. You need me." I said.

"No, I would feel bad if you cancelled even just one concert." Y/n said. I sighed.

"Honey, I know you, and I know how close you are - were - to him. I need to be there for you. You're my wife and I would do anything for you." I said. I heard her sigh.

"Okay. Do what you feel you should do." She said.

"Okay. Do you know when the funeral is?" I asked.

"No. I have no clue, but I'll keep you updated." She said.

"Okay. I have to go, but I love you so much honey. Stay strong." I said. I could hear her sniffling.

"Okay, I love you too." She said, and we hung up. I put my phone down next to me and looked at my lap for a moment before looking back up at my fans. I held back tears.

"My wife's uncle died and she was extremely close to him. He was a great man. Actually, I have a funny story about him. He interrogated the crap out of me when he first met me and Y/n was mortified by the questions that he was asking me. But she told me later on that later that day he called her and said that he approved of me and that he could tell how in love I am with her. I'm going to miss him." I said. I then looked down again and cleared my throat, trying to keep the tears back. I then continued with my q and a, but soon got a call from Y/n again. "Hey baby."

"Hey, sorry to interrupt your q and a -" She started.

"Honey it's fine. What's up?" I asked.

"Uncle Donnie's daughter, Kimberly called me. They want me to speak at the funeral." She said. My eyes widened.

"What did you say to her?" I asked.

"I told her that I would do it." She said.

"Good. I'm proud of you babe. Did she say when the funeral is?" I asked.

"She said that it's in three days." She said. I nodded even though she couldn't see me.

"Okay. I'll be there." I said.