Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

162. You Faint

A/n: Okay so in this imagine I mention that Y/n basically starves herself so she can lose weight, and I can't emphasis this enough: DO NOT DO THAT. IT'S UNHEALTHY! If you would like to lose weight, do it in healthier ways. Also, explicit language in this one. Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoy this imagine. Without further ado, let's begin!

I went to my doctors for my annual physical, and of course, they checked my weight. I asked them what it was, and they told me.

"That's a good weight to be at." My doctor said and I nodded and soon left. My boyfriend of three years is the singer and songwriter, Shawn Mendes. He just finished the first part of his world tour so he flew back to Toronto to be with his family, and in a couple of days he'll fly home to me. I pulled out my phone and texted him when I got home to the house that him and I share.

Me: Hi baby, I just got home from the doctors appointment.

Shawny baby: Good, how did it go?

Me: Good.

Him and I texted for a bit longer, and then I made myself two hot dogs. After I ate, I sat down on the couch to watch some tv, and kept playing with the promise ring that Shawn had put on me almost three years ago. I miss Shawn a lot. Later on, I was hungry - and sleepy - again so I went downstairs and made myself another hot dog. I texted Shawn and told him, and his response shocked me.

Me: Okay so earlier I had two hot dogs and I just got hungry and had another hot dog. I guess you could say that I like hot dogs.

Shawny baby: Don't eat too much babe, we don't want you gaining weight. How about we go for walks around the neighborhood when I get home.

Me: Sure. I'm going to bed. Good night. I love you.

Shawny baby: Okay darling. Sleep well my love. Good night, I love you too.

Shawn knows how insecure I am about my weight, so why would he say something like that? The next morning when I got up and my stomach grumbled for food, I didn't eat. It seems like Shawn wants me to lose weight, and I love Shawn. I want to be perfect for him. I had school that day, and when I got home, Shawn was sitting on the couch, so I went over to give him a hug and a kiss.

"Hi darling." Shawn said as he hugged me.

"Hi honey. I missed you." I said.

"Oh baby I missed you too. Here, come give me a kiss." Shawn said as he pulled away from the hug. I put my lips on his as I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, and I felt sparks shoot through me like fireworks. Shawn and I pulled away and I held his face in my hands as we smiled at each other.

"Are you hungry baby? Do you want me to make you something to eat?" I asked. Yes, I was upset with him for what he had said - especially since it had made me feel like shit - but he didn't mean it. Shawn frowned and shook his head.

"No I'm okay. Why do your hands feel shaky?" Shawn asked. I pulled my hands away from his face and shrugged.

"I don't know. They're not really shaky." I said. Shawn gently grabbed my wrist, lifted my hand up, and we watched my hand shake more than just a little bit. I pulled my hand away.

"Babe it's really shaking. Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. My hands must be shaky because I hadn't eaten all day.

"Yeah, I'm fine baby." I said. Shawn gave me a hesitant look but nodded.

"Okay." He said. That night, he went to make dinner, just like always does when he's home.

"Oh I'm not hungry." I lied, even though in all reality I was starving. Shawn gave me a funny look.