••Shawn Mendes Imagines••

19: A Final Look

Shawn's POV
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Today is the day.
The day I've been dreading for months now.
The day I have to say goodbye.
I stumble up the rocky path, making my way to her house.
"Hey, Shawn!" She calls out to me, dropping the box that she carried.
She runs over to where my sadness stands.
Her legs: around my torso.
Her arms: around my neck.
"I'm-",
She kisses me.
"Going-",
She kisses me again.
"To-",
Again.
"Miss-"
And again.
"You so so so so so so much!" She exclaims.
My hands caress her back, locking my eyes with her stunning gaze.
"I'll miss you way more, my love." I say with a fraud smile.
"Please don't be sad." She says. "I hate seeing you sad."
I try harder to fake it.
Teeth now visible.
"Y/n!" He mother calls from the car.
She turns back.
Now to me again.
"I have to go.." she says.
Now we're both faking our smiles.
They drop.. just like our tears.
"I don't want to go." She says once again.
I set her back down on her feet.
"I don't want you to either."
My hand slides under her chin to pull her in for one last kiss.
"Y/n!" Her mother shouts again.
I stare.
Such beauty.. inside and out.
The last glimpse I know I'll ever catch of her.
"I'll call you every night. When you're awake and I'm supposed to be sleeping.. I'll call you." I whisper to her.. but only I had heard it.
The car pulls out of the driveway.. down the dirt road.
Her head peaks out of the window for one last look.. a final look.
And then.. she was gone.