Shawn Mendes Imagines

Gift

Shawn ~
            Y/N's birthday is today  and I've been frantically trying to figure out what to get her. Anything she's ever wanted she has, so I don't know what would be the perfect gift.
Jewelry just seems to get more and more expensive these days and I've already  given her like ten necklaces.
Chocolate? Too cliche.
God, what do I give her?

I then hear our apartment door close.
"Shawn, I'm home!" Y/N's voice echoes all the way to my room. Crap. I stand up and wipe off my pants.
I hear footsteps inch closer and closer and I start panicking.

"Hey Shawn." Y/N walks over to me and kisses my cheek. She then sat at the edge of the bed and took her shoes off.

"Something wrong, babe?" She asked as she placed her shoes next to the door. She walked towards me and held onto my hand.

"No. Everything's fine." My fingers tremble as I slowly go and sit on the corner of the bed. I might as well tell her now that I'm a failure of a boyfriend.

"Actually," I said trying to avoid eye contact with her," Y/N. I'm sorry. I don't have a birthday present for you and I feel so terrible and like the biggest douche bag." She began to giggle at me. Why was she giggling?

"Shawn, it's no big deal. You being with me is my present. Don't stress yourself out over this." She tilted my head to face her and pressed her cherry lips on mine.

"Why aren't you mad? I didn't get you a gift." I asked in confusion. This is so bizarre.

"It's just a dumb day that leads me one day closer to my death. Who cares? Let's just live in the now." She smiled a ray of sunshine and lied her head into my shoulder.

"So..." I trailed off looking down at her.
"So..." She said playing with the bottom of my shirt.

"Want to get Chinese food?"
"I'll drive." She got up and quickly slipped on a pair of old sneakers and grabbed the keys.

Man, isn't she great?

First imagine ever! Sorry this was short, but I believe that the other ones will be just a bit longer. Hopefully you guys enjoy this just as much as I do.