Shawn Mendes Imagines

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"Shawn, you can't just walk away!" I yelled after him.
"Oh, but I did."

"Shawn, wait!" I ran up to him.

"What's wrong, Shawn?"
"Nothing. I need space from you." he said, angrily.

"Did I do something wrong? Or is it something I said?"
"No. I just need some time away from you."
"So I did do something wrong."

He stopped walking.

"Listen, y/n, I told you! You didn't do anything wrong! Okay? I just need space right now!"
I bit my lip and nodded.

"Okay, I'll be back at the house then." I said, turning around and walking away.

"Wait, y/n, I didn't mean to yell at you." he said following me.
"I thought you said you needed space."
I heard him sigh but he still followed me.

"Y/n, I'm sorry-"
"I told you I'll leave you alone, stop following me."
"But now I feel bad."
"Isn't that awful. You told me you needed space. And I will give you space."

I heard him stop walking, but I continued walking back inside to our house.

I closed the door and ran upstairs, putting on a movie and tucking myself under the bed covers to distract myself from Shawn.

Within a few minutes, I began drifting away.

I was half asleep, half awake, when I heard the door open. I was too tired to open my eyes, but I heard someone walking into my room. I felt the bed side next to me droop, and felt two arms wrap around me.

"Mm."
"Shh. Go back to sleep." I heard Shawn whisper.
"I thought you didn't love me anymore." I whispered, my eyes closed.

"I love you so so much. Never think I don't. I've just been stressed out lately, and I'm sorry I took my anger and stress out on you."
I didn't reply.

"I love you." he said, kissing my forehead.
"I love you too." I said, before falling back asleep.