Shawn Mendes Imagines

Sorry

A/N: Trigger warning. I try to stay away from soft topics for the sake of readers but I felt like this needed to be included. Sorry :)

He hasn't been to school very much lately.

His friend laughed when I asked him why.

"He is being a baby."

I should've known what he meant. But I really thought he was just saying he had a cold or something and didn't want to come.

I didn't know I hurt him that bad.

I didn't know until his sister showed up on my doorstep.

Her cheeks were flushed. And her fists were clenched.

"Why are you such a heartless bitch?"

When I heard his sweet little sister spit that at me, my heart broke a little.

"What?"

She rolled her eyes, scoffing.

"You broke him! I didn't think you could be this stupid Y/N," she scolded.

I pursed my lips.

"Oh come on, he didn't like me that much," I laughed.

Her jaw dropped. I swear every bone in her body wanted to punch me square in the nose.

"He loved you!"

I didn't say anything.

"Did you know he hasn't ate that much lately? That he punched a hole in my moms door? That he talks about death like its a fashion accessory! We almost took him to the hospital last night cause we didn't want him to hurt himself! Do you even care?!"

My mom then came to the door to cut off Aaliyah's screaming. I was frozen. I couldn't speak.

"Hey sweetie. Is there a problem here?" My mom asked.

Aaliyah glared at me with full hatred, like I was the devil himself.

"No. I was just leaving." her voice cracked slightly. And she frowned before scurrying off my wooden porch.

I tried to call him.

Again and again.

"Shawn pick up please."

He didn't pick up. All I heard was his happy voice flowing in the voicemail.

I looked back at the messages.

Hey. Can we talk about your blow up at the diner?

Hey I'm sorry about last night. Are you okay? You avoided me at school today.

Y/N it's been two days. Are you mad at me?
What did I do wrong?

Y/N please don't ghost me. I saw you at lunch today, I know you saw me too.

Did I hurt you? I wasn't trying to Y/N. I didn't even say anything.

I'm honestly confused. What could
have I done that upset you so much that you won't answer my calls and texts? I'm sorry Y/N.

Please pick up I need to tell you something I can't text you.

I give up..
Have a good life Y/N.

I cried.

"I didn't mean to Shawn."

When I saw him next at school, he was pale. His hair was not done, and his buttoned shirt was not buttoned all the way. His lips hung, slowing dragging air in. He kept his head down for the most part.