Shawn Mendes Imagines

You cheer him up

Hey again does anyone else love High School Musical omf

Your POV

I'm in bed waiting for Shawn to get back from the studio. 10pm. He would be home soon.

I hear shuffling and a very tired looking Shawn walks in.

"Rough day?" I ask him. He nods and collapses into bed, his top half laying on me.

"I'm so stressed out. My hearts racing and I can't calm down." He says, pain in his voice. I really feel for him - its either have a less stressful, easier life or chase your dream.

"Get yourself changed and I'll calm you down." I comfort him and he gets changed and gets into bed next to me. "Come closer." He moves closer and rests his head on my chest. "Can you feel my breathing?"

"Yeah."

"Breathe with me." I gently play with his hair to calm his breathing. After I notice he's calmer I begin speaking to him. "What's the matter with you?"

"Its been stressful with SM3 and all. There's a few tight deadlines and there's pressure from fans who want to hear the album and I want it to be perfect and..." he begins to cry quietly.

"It's okay. Don't put all this pressure on yourself. You can do your best and that's all that matters. We are all incredibly proud of you and will always be proud of you no matter what." I explain to him and his sobs get quiter.

"T...thanks"

"No worries. Just get yourself to sleep hey." I plant a kiss on his cheek and he falls asleep.