Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

181. Two Fights, One Month

A/n: Explicit language in this one! Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoy this imagine. Okay, without further ado, let's begin!

My husband is the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, and next month we will be celebrating our one year anniversary. What should I get him? I laid in bed, wrapped up in his arms as I thought about this. I looked at his handsome sleeping face as I got an idea: I would get him a watch. He loves watches, so I'll get him one. I gently got out of bed so I wouldn't wake up Shawn and went downstairs to the kitchen table.

I opened up my laptop and began to look up watches. Money wouldn't be an issue - nothing is too much for Shawn, just like how he says that nothing is too much for me - so I didn't set a budget for it. I soon went on the Nordstrom website and looked at their watches. One of them would cost over seven thousand dollars, but Shawn wouldn't like it. I kept browsing, and smiled when I found one that I liked.

"What are you smiling about darling?" Shawn asked. I hadn't even heard him come downstairs. I shut my laptop quickly.

"Nothing." I lied. He frowned.

"Well it was obviously something. What was it babe?" Shawn asked.

"Nothing, it was nothing." I said.

"Why won't you tell me what you were look at?" Shawn asked. I shrugged.

"It's nothing Shawn. I'm hungry. Counter talks?" I asked. Counter talks are when Shawn picks me up and puts me on the counter. Shawn hesitantly nodded.

"Sure." He said. I smiled at him and put my laptop on the couch in the living room. I went to give him a kiss on the cheek but he moved his head away.

"Why did you do that?" I asked.

"It's nothing Y/n." He said. I sighed.

"Okay then. Will you put me on the counter so we can have counter talks like we do every morning please?" I asked.

"Why don't you go back to your laptop and smile at it some more while I make breakfast?" He asked in a harsh tone.

"Shawn, please. It's nothing bad. It's a surprise so I can't tell you what it is." I said. He chuckled. "What?"

"Do you think that I haven't noticed you talking to Nash Grier more than usual?" He asked.

"What? We were talking about his baby." I said.

"Sure." Shawn said. I took a step back.

"Shawn, do you, do you think that I'm cheating on you with Nash?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I don't know." He said as he continued to make pancakes. I felt like I had been punched in the gut or something.

"Are you serious? Shawn, I'll show you the conversations, we've been talking about his baby. You and I are married, and he's married too." I said. Shawn shrugged.

"Whatever Y/n." Shawn said. Tears formed in my eyes.

"How could you think that I would do that to you Shawn? I love you with everything in me." I asked and said. He shrugged.

"I don't know. Would you just leave me alone please?" He asked.

"Fine." I said. I grabbed my phone, turned off my laptop, put on my shoes, grabbed my purse, and headed to my mom's house. I bursted into tears when I saw her.

"What's wrong?" She asked. I told her what happened.

"I thought that he trusted me." I said.

"He does, he just isn't think straight for some reason." She said. I nodded. The door swung open and Shawn walked in.