Shawn Mendes One-Shots

In My Blood (Rewritten)

A/N: Hi! hello, yes I know this is another rewritten one but I promise, this is different than the other one haha. It's longer too. Also, I removed Hailey and changed the name. And I can guarantee this has better writing than the original lmao. Hope you guys enjoy!

P.S. I have a few things to say but I'll put it in the end asdfghjkl so see ya at the bottom lol

Summary: As Shawn's anxiety gets worse you - his life long best friend - is the only person who could help him, just as always. But when he caught his girlfriend cheating, everything just came spiraling down. Would you be able to get to him right on time and finally make him see who can take care of his heart? Or will all be a little too late?

Warnings: Angst like loads, mentions of suicide but it gets fluffy in the end and Typos like a few maybe

Word Count: 10.8k+

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Tired.

Shawn is tired.

He's tired of his own mind filling him up with emotions that he shouldn't be feeling. He's tired of the constant worrying of how people are going to accept him for who he truly is as a person and as an artist, thinking about if people are going to stay with him in the long run. He's tired of feeling anxious about the choices he's going to make, not wanting to ruin the image the world has laid on his shoulders, tired of feeling overwhelmed with the pressure his family, his friends and his fans are giving him, thinking if he was doing enough, if he was good enough.

Shawn is so tired of everything, and sometimes he feels like he is tired of living.

He was sat on the floor of his hotel room, back pressed against the foot of his bed as he stared straight at nothing with tears brimming in his eyes, struggling to keep his breathing steady. Is it possible for a person to feel so many emotions all at once but feel numb at the same time? Because at the moment, his heart is breaking into pieces but his brain is just blank, empty and dark.

Shawn closed his eyes as he took a deep, sharp breath before reaching for his phone, and with shaky hands, quickly dialed her number knowing that when he has episodes like this, there's only one person who can help, and he really needs her right now.

His heartbeat grew faster every time her phone rings, picking up the pace even more the longer she takes to pick up, am I enough for her too?

He was about to hang up and just forget it, not wanting to make himself a burden to her, but before he could pull the phone away, she's already answered.

"Hello there rockstar."

Shawn heaved a huge sigh of relief as her voice hits his hers, the familiar, comforting sound bringing him back to the surface, calming him in the fastest way possible.

"Hi." He whispered as he tried his best to stop his voice from cracking. She knows him too well, and she will definitely know if he's not okay even in the slight change of tone in his voice, they were close that way.

"What's up Shawn? Is everything alright?"

He bit his bottom lip to stop it from trembling, looking up at the ceiling as he blinked back the tears, "Nothing, just really needed to hear your voice." Shawn heard her sigh on the other line, and he can already picture the worry painting on her beautiful face.

"Shawn, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Shawn shook his head as he drew his bottom lip between his teeth to stop it from trembling, his heart aching as his mind played darker games. He knows that hiding something from her is nearly impossible to do, she can see right through him like he's transparent in some way. As he said, she knows him too well like the back of her hand, and lying to her would be useless, but still, Shawn tried. "Yeah, I just miss you, that's all."