Shawn Mendes Imagines

Clingy

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"But seriously Ian, I wish (y/n) wasn't so clingy. Like I can't hang around with anyone without her being there. I love her but she doesn't give me any space." I heard Shawn's mumbled voice through the door.

Every word that came out of his mouth was like daggers driving through my chest. That hurt.

stepping back from the door, I turned myself around and ran to my bedroom.

I collapsed onto my bed, biting my bottom lip to attempt to stop the tears from streaming down my face.

Does he really think I'm clingy? Am I a bad girlfriend? His words kept re-playing through my head, as I heard a soft knock on my door.

I sniffled quietly, muttering 'come in.' Shawn walked in my room, with a wide smile on his face which I didn't return.

"Hey baby. I'm going to Ian's, wanna come?" He asked sitting next to me on my bed.

"No, I'm good." I shifted uncomfortably and moved away slightly. I might be over-reacting but his words really hurt me.

"Uh, are you sure?" He replied, his eyebrows knitted together confused. He was probably surprised my clingy ass didn't want to tag along for once.

"I'm sure." I smiled weakly. He nodded unsure and leaned in to kiss me, only for me to turn my head and his lips make contact with my cheek. I didn't feel like kissing him at the moment.

My actions made him grow even more confused as he let out a loud sigh. "(Y/n), please tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothings wrong Shawn. Now go and have fun with your friends, don't worry about me." I mumbled.

He hesitated a nod, before leaving walking out of my room.

The second I heard the door slam shut, I couldn't hold in my emotions as loud sobs erupted my throat.

A few days later...

It has been a few days since I had over heard Shawn's phone call, and I've been giving him space, just like he wanted. Every time he would call, I would decline or leave it to ring.

All I wanted to do was to be in his arms, and give him sweet kisses every now and then. But I don't want to be a clingy bitch like he claims me to be.

"(Y/n)? I'm home. Where are you?" I heard Shawn voice shout from downstairs.

I sighed and shouted back. "I'm up here."

His footsteps became louder as he came closer to my bedroom.

"Hey babe." He spoke entering my bedroom and slouching on my bed next to me.

"Hey." I replied, not sounding as energetic.

"So, why haven't you been answering any of my calls?" He asked, his head tilted at an angle in confusion.

I shrugged and told him I was 'busy'. He brushed off the subject surprisingly, and put on a movie.

Every time he tried to hold my hand or cuddle closer to me throughout the movie, I would shrug off his hand or shift further away from him.

I was still upset about his hurtful words the other day. If he wants me to be less clingy, then that's what I'll do.

He sighed and paused the movie, turning his body fully around to my direction. "(Y/n), I know something's bothering you, you've been so distant the past few days and it's really scaring me. Please tell me what's the matter?"

"What makes you think somethings the matter?" My voice almost cracked as a lump formed in my throat.

"You won't even let me touch you anymore. I miss your cuddles and kisses." His eyes became glossy and his voice was shaky.

"I just don't want to be clingy, Shawn." I lightly chuckled to cover up what I was really feeling. I looked up at him when he didn't reply, all the colour had drained from his face.

"You heard." His voice filled with emotion. I nodded hesitantly. "Sh*t." I heard him mutter under his breath.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean what I said. I was having a really stressful day and it just slipped out. Your not clingy, your perfect and I love you so much. I'm so stupid." He spoke with regret laced in his voice, tears streaming down his pale face.

"I-it's okay Shawn, I forgive you." I stuttered, wrapping my small arms around his body. He hugged me back tightly, like he was afraid to let me go.

"I shouldn't of said that. Your not even clingy. God, I'm such a f*ck up." He repeated, his head buried in my neck causing shivers to go down my spine.

"I said it's okay Shawn. And your not a f*ck up. Your human, it's okay to make mistakes." I pulled away from the hug to look at his face.

His hand reached up to wipe a tear of my cheek, before whispering. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." I mumbled, placing my lips against his, the familiar feeling of our lips moving together that I had terribly missed.