𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

him

"No Shawn, I don't want to hear it." I told him over the phone. "All I'm asking for is some time to sort out my thoughts."

"(y/n), please, I'm sorry okay. Just let me explain myself first, give me a chance to-"

"I will," I interrupted, "later. Right now I really just want to think."

"Let me inside."

"Wh-" before I could even finish my sentence, there was a knock on my door. I hung up the phone, already knowing it was him, and made my way over to the door. I opened it a crack and peered out.

He faced me, his eyes pleading.

"Just let me explain."

I rolled my eyes and let him in, seeing as he was already here. He walking in cautiously before taking a seat on my couch. I stood across the room, my arms crossed and staring at him expectingly.

"Okay," he started. "I should've told you I was talking to other girls. I'm sorry. I didn't think it would be a big deal because we never decided to be exclusive. I'm sorry that I sent you a text that was meant for someone else, I didn't want you to find out that way."

"I didn't think we needed to have an 'exclusive' talk because we had already told each other we were into each other." I said, sighing deeply. "I just feel like you've been wasting my time."

He stared at the ground. "I know, and I'm really sorry. I never meant to make it seem like I was leading you on. I really do like you... I just don't think I'm ready for a relationship."

"You don't think you're ready or you just don't want one? You'd rather talk to multiple girls?" I asked him. He stared away from me, avoiding my eye contact.

He stayed quiet for awhile, the silence that fell on us was tense. I already knew the answer, I just wanted him to say it so that I could finally move on.

"I-I'm sorry."

I bit my lip. That's all I needed to hear.

"Just go." I told him, turning away from him.

"I don't want this to ruin-"

"Just leave." I snapped. "Please." I didn't have to turn to know he was gone. I heard the door close behind him. I turned anyways, and after seeing the room rid of him, I finally let myself break down.

The tears that fell down my cheeks weren't hot, they weren't full of anger and regret. Just sadness. Sadness because I knew I wouldn't be his number one, but I had tried so hard.

I felt stupid for believing him, for thinking he was different from any other guy. I felt used for all the time he took from me. He let me fall for him and then pulled away when he knew he had me. All the excuses he gave me, all the things he said that were probably just lies.

I cried because I knew he was okay with losing me, but I was so broken over losing him.

I'm so sorry if this is just a crappy worded imagine. I wrote this so fast because Im so full of emotion and I just wanted to get it out. This imagine is loosely based on something that just happened to me so I've been trying to work through that.

I'm truly so over being lied to. I hope everyone's summer has gone better than mine. My school starts next monday and I'm not excited at all. I was but then a bunch of stuff happened and now im absolutely dreading going back to school.

Anyways though, I'll try to make some sweet imagines that will hopefully bring some light because this ones a little sad. I love y'all so much and as always i'll talk to y'all later!!!

byeeeee!!

x Isabella