Shawn Mendes Imagines

Something Worth Fighting For

"No Shawn." I say and he keeps on. "Come on. You know you wanna." He says as he continues to kiss my neck in just the right places.

"I said no!" I say and shove him away. "Y/n come on. I said I was sorry." He says. "Sorry doesn't cut it Shawn." I say and place the cup I drank water from in the sink.

"Then what do you want me to do huh?" Shawn says in an aggravated tone. "There's nothing you can do." I say and shrug. "I didn't even do anything wrong." He says.

"Oh so letting a fan touch all over you is nothing?" I say in a louder tone. "It was nothing!" He says. "She was all over you and you didn't do anything!" I say.

"What was I supposed to do? Push her away?" "Yes! You are supposed to push her away because you have a girlfriend!" I shout.

"This is ridiculous." Shawn says. "She would have kissed you two had you not turned around." I say and he rolls his eyes. 

"Maybe I should have let her kiss me. Give you a real reason to be mad at me." Shawn says and I scoff. "oh fuck you Shawn!" I shout and walk upstairs. 

"Hey!" He says and grabs my arm turning me around. "Let me go!" I say and he pushes me against the wall. "Shawn." I say and he kisses my lips.

He then kisses the sweet spot on my neck and even though I'm mad at him I'm really enjoying this. 

"Shawn." I say and it sounds breathy. "I'm really sorry Y/n. I should have said or sine something." He says and I nod.

"It's okay. I should have talked to you the right way instead of yelling." I say and kiss his lips softy.

"I don't want to fight anymore." I say. "Me either, but no matter how much we fight I'll always love you." He says and I smile.

He wrap his big warm arms around me and carries me to the room. He lies down in the bed with me and pulls me close to his chest.

I look up at him and kiss him over and over because there nothing I love more than when our lips connect.

"I think you're worth fighting for." Shawn says and I smile before kissing his sweet lips again.

He grabs my hand and interwined our fingers. I admire our hands and his is so much bigger than mine. I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat as I fall asleep.