Shawn Mendes Imagines

Because I Had You (Part 2)

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*Shawn's POV*

Two days later, it was five o'clock at night and I was at my condo by myself. I was doing pretty much the exact same thing I had done for at least three nights already. And that was sitting on the couch and watching different things on Netflix most of the time.

Maybe every now and then I would get my guitar and play it, but it never lasted too long. I barely had any motivation to write songs or sing anything. It just didn't make me as happy as it usually did. I tried to act like I had no idea why I felt like that, when I really knew it was because my mind just kept drifting back to Y/n.

I shouldn't have been missing her. I tried to tell myself that it was over, she wasn't coming back, all because I made the biggest mistake of breaking up with her.

Pressing the buttons on my TV remote, I searched through the different shows and movies on Netflix. Sometimes, I would see one of them and have a really big urge to watch it and I couldn't figure out why. Different Disney movies and shows like Stranger Things. (Idk about everyone else, but that's what I what I watch lol)

I felt the same want to watch them for a few different shows and movies, until I realized why I was drawn to them. They were all things that Y/n loved to watch and things that we watched together.

I sighed and turned off the TV. I really did want to get over her and forget about her, but it was so hard.

Leaning back against the couch cushions, I put my hands over my face in the poorly lit room. The only light was coming from the slowly darkening sky outside the window. I was definitely going through one of my lowest moments in the while. I sat there in silence until my phone started ringing from the table next to the couch.

I quickly sat up, wondering who was calling, and picked up the phone. On the screen was the name I was least expecting to see. Y/n❤. I had never taken the heart emoji off her contact name.

I started to argue with myself inside my head on whether I should answer it or not. What if she just called me by mistake? I didn't think I could bear the disappointment of that.

When I knew there must only be one or two rings left before I would miss the call, I finally got myself to pick up. "Hello?" I said as if I didn't already know exactly who was calling.

"Shawn," she replied, her voice breaking. She sounded like she had been crying and I immediately wanted to be there by her side, even if we weren't together anymore.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I cooed.

"It's Brad," she told, "He dumped me." I felt a small bit of anger rise in me. "I don't think it could have been more of a literal dumping," she continued, "He drove me to my house, said he was done, and then told me to get out." She sounded heartbroken.

Before I knew it I was even more mad at that jerk of a guy. "How could he do that you?" I ranted, standing up from the couch, "I'm coming to see you, okay?"

"Okay," she responded. I quickly hung up and put on shoes before leaving out the door.

In close to ten minutes, I drove up and parked my car outside of Y/n's house. I was about to text her to come outside when I saw her already coming down the steps. She covered her head with her arms from the drizzle that was starting to come down from the sky and ran over to my car. Reaching over, I unlocked the door of my Jeep and she hopped inside.

"Hey," she greeted with a weak smile.

"Hey," I said back, "Where's your car?"

"It's in the shop getting fixed," she explained, "I can't go and get it until tomorrow morning."

I looked away and shook my head in disbelief.

"What?" she asked. "I just can't believe that guy could really do this to you. He left you by yourself with no car to get anywhere and now it's even raining!"

"Shawn, I really loved him," Y/n defended, "But...yeah, you're right."

"What did he even tell you for why he was leaving you?" I asked.

Suddenly, Y/n burst into tears, burying her face in her hands.

I hesitated, but then placed my hand gently on her shoulder, "It's okay. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

She shook her head and took a calming breath, "He told me that there was someone else. I thought he was a good guy and he sure seemed like it, but I guess not since he can cheat on me and then tell me he wants to break up with me."

"He doesn't deserve you," I said, trying not to make it all about myself, "There are plenty of guys out there who would never do that to any girl." I realized for a second that I sounded a lot like my friend telling me to find someone new.

Y/n wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand and sighed, "I'm just tired of being heartbroken, you know?"

I know exactly, I thought. I also couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "Y/n, not to change the subject, but why did you call me?" I asked.

"Because of what you said to me the last time we saw each other," she told, "About being someone for me to come back to if...this ever happened. I know you didn't mean it, but it was sweet."

"What do you mean I didn't mean it?" I questioned, "Of course I meant it."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Oh," she looked out the windshield at the empty road in front of us, "I guess it's kinda funny how things work out then."

We sat in silence for several seconds after that, not looking at each other or touching at all. I tapped my finger on my knee awkwardly. After too long of an awkward silence, I flicked my eyes over to her face to see her staring right back at me.

"Y/n," I began, working out what I was going to say in my head, "If our roles were switched on that day we ran into each other on the street, would you have said the same thing I did?"

"I..." she stuttered, "I definitely would have said something like it."

I started to lean in towards her, but stopped. I didn't want to force anything on her and I definitely didn't want to break her heart again.

"Shawn, it's okay," Y/n said. I looked up at her and she smiled slightly.

"What do you me-" I was cut off as she eliminated the distance between our lips for me. Excitement pushed out the nerves and worry in my head as I kissed back.

A couple minutes later, we were still sitting next to each other in my car, except our fingers were intertwined and resting on the center console.

"I wish I would I have known that you really thought about what I told you," I spoke, "I thought that it didn't mean anything to you."

"It did," she made known, "I was surprised that you hadn't found someone else and you still had feelings for me."

I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry I left you. I'm an idiot for doing that."

"I know," Y/n chuckled, "But I really did miss this a lot." She smiled up at me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

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This was so long but I loved writing it❤