Mercy

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Y/n's pov

I smile as I lay beside Shawn in his bed, his hand gently intertwined with mine.

"I could spend everyday like this." Shawn said only making my smile grow, but it hurt my heart. My smile faltered.

Shawn tightened his grip on my hand, noticing my sudden mood change.

"What's wrong Y/n?" I put a fake smile on, masking what I really felt.

"There's nothing wrong." He nodded his head slowly, obviously out of disbelief, but he shook it off. "Okay."

"You want to watch a movie?" I looked up at his eyes, "My pick?" He smiled, "Of course." I smirked, "Spider-Man Homecoming it is." He rolled his eyes.

"Again?" I shrugged, "You said my choice and this is what I chose. You have no room to complain Mendes." He sighed, "Fine."

I internally shrieked of excitement. I love this movie. I got the movie from the cabinet and placed it in the DVD player.

"I'm going to go get us some snacks." Shawn said as he got up. I nodded.

I got the remote and lied back down in the bed, getting comfortable.

"Popcorn's good right?" I smiled, "Perfect." He laid down next to me on the bed and I snuggled into his chest, taking in his cologne.

"I still can't believe you picked this movie again." He laughed causing me to feel the soothing vibration from his chest.

"You know you like this movie. And even if you didn't you would still watch because I wanted to." He smiled. "Yeah you're right. I'd do anything for my best friend."

That stung.

I sat up and looked at Shawn.

"Hmm?" He gave me a questioning look. I sighed, "Shawn I can keep doing this." His expression only became more confused.

"Doing what?" I shook my head, "I can't keep calling you my best friend and spending so much time with you like my feelings for you aren't deeper than that...Shawn it's tearing me apart."

I felt the tears prick my eyes, but I blinked them away. If I cried it would only make it harder for the both of us and any reply I got would be out if sympathy. That's just something I can't handle.

He looked down at his jeans and I knew. I knew Shawn didn't feel the same way about me that I did him. I already knew before the start of this conversation. I guess that's why it hurt so bad to start it...

Because I already knew the answer.

"Shawn..." he tried to give me a weak smile but it just fell. I knew he felt terrible about how things are turning out, but he couldn't help it and I guess I couldn't either.

"I'm so sorry Y/n." I smiled softly at him, caressing his cheek with my hand. "I know." I kissed his forehead and headed toward the door.

Tears brimmed my eyes as I looked back upon his room that held so many memories, ones I would never forget. His attention was a beautiful thing but it's like a jail when you know what his true feelings are and I needed him to set me free of that

I needed Mercy.

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A/N: another short heartbreaking imagine 😂, and I'm sorry about that. But I love you guys and thanks for reading ❤️

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