Shawn Mendes imagines

Treat you better

y/n pov

I gently get out of bed, careful not to wake my boyfriend, Mike. Who knows what he'd do if i disturbed him. He tended to get mad sometimes, and whenever he did it was always me who was in the firing place. Our love for each other was strong for the first few weeks of our relatshionship, but then one night, everything changed. I knew it was an unhealthy relatshionship, but i was too afraid to leave him. I decided to take a shower, to clean myself up. Maybe i'll visit my friend Shawn today. Shawn, also hated Mike, whenever they were in the same room things always blew up and on of them left. Truthfully, Shawn hated all my boyfriends, not that there were many. However, Shawn is one of the closest people to me, he's always there for me to lean on, he's always there to make me laugh. I stepped in the bathroom, and took a quick  shower. After around 20 minutes of singing, i was finally done and i stepped out of the shower and got dressed. I walked out the bathroom and made my way towards my bedroom. Mike wasn't there. Oh well he's probably making breakfast. I applied a bit of makeup onto my face. Once I was finally finished, I got up and left my room. My movements were stopped when I heard a tap on my shoulder. I jumped a little at the movement. I spun around and were met with a familiar pair of eyes. Mike

"Morning" I said to Mike as he analysed my face 

"Why are you wearing makeup?" Mike questioned as I began to walk backwards a little

"I'm going out"

"Where to?"

"A friends" I said 

"Which friend"

I gulped. Should I lie to him. He was never fond of Shawn. Whenever I tried to visit him he'd tell not to go and make a stupid excuse. Of course i would agree, i had too, otherwise they'd be trouble. You see Mike was, controlling, he liked to get his way, and Shawn knew this. But what he didn't know was how he sometimes hit me.

"Shawn, I'm going to visit Shawn"

"Oh no your not" he said grasping my hand tightly and pulling me closer

"Mike, come on, I haven't seen him in ages and he's going on tour" I whined as I pulled his hand of mine

"Well I don't care, your not seeing him and that final"

"But-"

"No, your not going y/n" he said sternly

"It's not fair you always see your friends, girls and boys"

"Well, i'm trustworthy your not"

"What did you just say?" I questioned feeling the tears well up in my eyes

"You heard me" Mike yelled 

"I can't believe you would say something like that, i've been trustworthy, I have never cheated on you, but you-, don't you think I notice when you come home late at nights, or when your flirting with one of the café workers, honestly I don't even know why I put up with you."

Mikes eyes widened at my words. His mouth clenched. He raised his arm and hit me. Due to the sudden hit, I tripped backwards down the staircase. From there I saw nothing, but darkness.

***

Shawn's pov

"Is she going to be okay?" I questioned

"Sir, we need to take her in for surgery in order to fix the fracture in her leg" the doctor replied

I nodded unable to talk. She was found at home unconcious, by her best friend Grace and was dropped off at the hospital. Y/n had given Grace a spare key to her house, because they would visit each other so often. I'm so thankful she found y/n. God knows how long she was there for. All alone. She was alone and i wasn't even there for her. Thankfully, she was now conscious, but she was still a little weak, and in pain. My heart ached at the sight.