Broken

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Y/N POV.
He's changed. Right before my eyes. How could I have let him slip through my fingers like that?
He comes home late, it's almost 2 in the morning and I hear the front door slam. I hear the soft thumps of his footsteps coming up the stairs, the sound of him taking a shower. I pretend to be asleep when he lays down next to me and I can almost instantly smell the perfume. Women's perfume.

I can't keep it in anymore. I've ignored it for weeks, hoping that one day he'll come to the realisation that he loves me. That he shouldn't have spent all his time flirting with other women. I can just imagine him doing that, and he's probably done a lot other stuff too.

"Shawn?" I ask. My voice barely a whisper.
"Hey, Y/N. What's up?" He mumbles, not even looking at me.
"Where have you been? I've called you so many times! This has been happening for weeks, Shawn. I think we both know your work ends at 6. Please tell me the truth.." tears threaten to spill out of my eyes but I can't cry. Not in front of him, at least not anymore.
"Seriously? Y/N it's 2 in the morning I want to sleep so shut up!" He grumbles.
Normally I would. I always listen to him, but I've made so many mistakes.
"NO! Shawn please tell me the truth." I beg, sitting up.
"Don't you know already?" He says.

SHAWNS POV.
I want to go back to the old me. The old US. I changed. And it's not for the good, it's for the bad. I don't know why I keep on doing it, but I know that deep down, I love her. I really do...
Tears are streaming down her face, and I can't bear to see her cry. I've hurt her a lot and now I've come to the realisation of it all. I just want to cuddle her, cry with her and tell her nothing has happened but it has, and my heavy heart just breaks. I dare not to cry and I don't face her.

"Shawn, I want to hear it from you," she pleaded.
I sit up facing her, and her eyes slowly face down at my bare chest.
"Sorry," I mumble. I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.
"Please don't leave!" I yell at her as she slips off the bed and starts packing.
"If you didn't want me to leave, you shouldn't have cheated on me in the first place. You broke me, Shawn. Like a piece of glass you smashed me and now you're trying to glue me together but it's not working. I'm already broken enough by you, and you don't realise it."
The words leave her mouth and it hits me. Tears drop on the duvet as I hear the front door slam.

I'm broken too.

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Eek this is my first story! Sorry if this is cheesy lmao oops. I'll try to make my next story better! I'm sorry but this is shit 😬😬❤️

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