Shawn Mendes Imagines

Cheaters advice p.2

Hey!!! Here's part 2!!

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I nervously played with my fingers as I sat down on Ian's couch. I told myself it was Ian's couch and not Shawn's, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting on it right now.

"I asked you to come over because I have done something terribly wrong and I need someone's advice." He stated nervously.

"Why wouldn't you ask Shawn?" I reply confused.

"Well, I kind of need to ask both of you." He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. My eyes went wide in panic.

"What?!"

"I'm sorry. I know I lied to you but I need as much help as I can get because I'm so lost right now!" His face was pale in worry, which concerned me even more.

I sighed and hesitantly nodded. He gave me a weak smile before standing up and walking into a different room, calling Shawn's name.

I'm doing this for Ian, not Shawn.

Ian soon came back into the living room, with Shawn following. My eyes drifted to his. He gulped and stiffened as his eyes searched my face.

He was wearing grey joggers and a black adidas jumper, which I remembered as my favourite jumper of his.

He still looked as beautiful as ever, but I can't let his handsome looks fool me twice. My hands began to shake and I quickly looked down at them, breaking our eye contact.

Ian asked Shawn to sit down, so he obeyed and sat next to me. I shuffled away as far as I could, Shawn noticing my discomfort and sighing.

Tension filled the air, so Ian began to speak. "So, I have something I need to ask for your advice on." Ian paused. "I-I cheated on Riley, and I don't know what to do. She doesn't know yet, but I don't know how to tell her. Should I even tell her?" He trailed of tugging at the ends of his hair.

He's asking for another cheaters advice?

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and I think Shawn felt the same by the way we were staring back at Ian with wide eyes.

He was in a similar position to what Shawn was in 6 months ago.

"Oh god. Ian, what where you thinking." Shawn mumbled, rubbing his temples with his fingertips.

"Exactly! I wasn't thinking! I was drunk out of my mind!" He exclaimed throwing his hands up in stress.

"Well if you want my advice, you should tell her. It won't end well, but if you truly love her, you can't lie to her about something like that. Love is something special and you shouldn't take advantage of that. And if you don't tell her, your gonna be living with guilt for the rest of your life." Shawn paused as his voice cracked, his eyes turning glossy, before carrying on.

"Trust me, I have made the same mistake, and I beat myself up everyday for it from how much I hate myself for ruining the best thing I ever had. The truth is love hurts, and nothing can ever be perfect in a relationship, all them romance movies are full of shit. Just tell her, Ian. It's better to do it now than tell her months later, because instead of just being broken up, you will break her. And it's so painful to watch someone you love hurt."

At this point, me and Shawn are both looking at each other, tears had escaped my eyes. I was in compete shock at his words. Did he really mean that? Ian just nodded in reply, still taking in all of what Shawn said.

"What do you think, (y/n)?" Shawn sniffled, not breaking eye contact with me. I just nodded, still processing everything he had just said.

Our intense eye contact broke when Ian stood up from the chair. "Okay, your right. I need to tell her." He sighed.

Ian walked out the door, leaving just me and Shawn on the couch. I cleared my throat and stood up. "I'm gonna go."

I began to make my way over to the door, only for a hand to gently grab my wrist, turning me around. "Wait!"

I looked at him, waiting for him to speak. "I meant everything I said." He said softly as he wiped his remaining tears that rested on his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you, (y/n). I was drunk and stupid. I still love you, so much." I hadn't noticed him taking steps towards me, his face inches from mine.

"I never stopped loving you." He added, another tear rolling down his rosy cheek.

"I-I still love you too, Shawn." I whispered, closing my eyes when I felt his hand caress my wet cheek.

"Then please, give me another chance to make things right." He began to lean in, I couldn't help but look at his lips.

Flashback...

His lips trailed up her body, making her moans increase. He lifted his head back up to suck on her neck, as his fingers ran down her waists.

My eyes watery at the sight, I couldn't look at them any longer.

End of flashback...

I finally snapped into reality and jumped out of his grip.

"I'm sorry, Shawn. But I can't do this. You caused too much damage it's unfixable, I don't think I can forgive you." I cried, turning around and running out the door.

Part of me wanted to turn back around and jump into his arms, but I couldn't. I can't just let him think that I will come running back every time he screws up. I need to let him go. And that's what I'm gonna do, for my own good.