Shawn Mendes One-Shots

Words Cut Like Knives

A/N: So this is another entry for @ fourtristattoos spring festival on tumblr (go check it out) since it angst week and yes, this is an angst one asdfghjkl I'm soorryy in advance. It's cuz when I'm in that head space, I write to get it out so here we are. Hope you guys like it! x

Summary: Shawn slips out the words you were never meant to hear, but you think it's for the best that you did, even if it hurts.

Warnings: A bit of Fluff then Angst and Typos.

Word Count: 6.7k

Prompts will be in Bold.

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"Shawn? You here?" You frowned as you opened his door, the place oddly quiet and dark as if no one was inside, but it was unlocked and he had texted you three simple words, please come over. And being the person who cares about him so much, of course you were there in a heartbeat, mostly a blessing in his part, but a curse in yours.

There was no denying you were in love with him, you've come to accept that within yourself, but no one knows, and you'd like to keep it that way. It's been your own little secret that you're in love with Shawn Mendes, world renowned pop superstar, but to you, a dork of a best friend.

You hate yourself for pining after him, chasing a man who you know would never look at you the way you look at him, his girlfriend is living proof of that. But what can you do? If you were able to control your feelings, you would have, save yourself the heartbreak in the process.

He does care about you by a lot and he shows that in so many ways, but just not in a way that you'd want. His love and care for you has a limit, that of being just his best friend and nothing more.

You went further inside his condo, stopping for a quick second in the kitchen to place the ice cream you bought in the fridge. You don't know why you bought it but you just have a feeling it's much needed later on. You tried your best to not knock anything over sue to the dim lighting, the only source of light was coming from the busy city outside, making its way through the windows and creating different shaped shadows in his dark living room.

After placing your bag at the plush white couch, still confused at the weird and quiet atmosphere, you turned the corner to face the hallway, sock cladded feet walking slowly towards his bedroom, an uneasy feeling in your stomach as there was no sign of life in the house yet. "Shawn?" You called out again, stopping just in front of the wooden door, a low light escaping the crack as you slowly pushed it open.

Your heart dropped as his sobs flooded your ears, eyes landing on the man who was sat on the floor, back pressed against the edge of his bed as he buried his face between his knees, hugging it close to chest as his whole body shook.

"Oh Shawn." You frowned, your feet taking you closer to him until you knelt in front of his shaking form, soft hand coming to rest on his arm making his head shot up at the contact, bloodshot eyes meeting your own, the pain in his eyes enough to break your own heart.

You didn't have time to say anything as Shawn lurched himself forward, strong arms wrapping around your waist, burying his face on your chest as he cried, full on loud sobs as he held onto you for dear life as if you're the only one that's making him feel grounded, enabling him to stay breathing.

The fabric of you shirt was getting soaked by the minute but you didn't care, you just held him, hand rubbing soothing patterns on his back while the other took home, tangled in his hair on the back of his head while your chin rests atop, cradling him in your arms without a word knowing that it's all he needs right now.