Shawn Mendes Imagines

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THESE IMAGINES ARE NOT MINE!!! I JUST EDITED THEM A LITTLE!!

"And if you are feeling lonely... look at the moon. Somewhere, someone is looking at it too."

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Shawn groaned softly as he peeled his eyes open and felt the spiraling tingle in his forehead from the sunlight. He stood up and quickly closed the curtains before turning around and looking at the mess of a house. He stumbled to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He had dark circles under his puffy eyes, his hair was a mess and not the good kind. He figured he'd have to do something about this sooner or later. He took a cold shower, had a clean shave, and got dressed.

"Shit", he mumbled at the mess before cleaning as much as possible.

He stumbled upon the framed picture on his dresser of you and him with big cheesy smiles. He felt his vision go blurry with tears before wiping his face and turning the picture face down. He felt so guilty for the way you cried only a few nights ago. Once you two were officially over you trudged out of the house with tears on your face. He felt so bad for breaking your heart, he felt so bad for letting you walk out that door, he felt like a terrible person for everything that had happened in the last seventy-two hours. He poured the day-old beer down the sink and into the trash. He still didn't believe what had just happened between you two.

Once he had finished cleaning he looked down at his phone that he had left neatly on the charger these past two days.

Text from Mom

Text from Aaliyah

Text from Geoff

Text from Brian

Shawn opened each one and it hurt to look at them.

Mom: HAVE YOU TALKED TO Y/N! WHICH HOSPITAL ARE YOU GUYS IN??

A: How's Y/N!? What's going on?

G: Please tell Y/N that we wish her the best with her health and we're praying for her

B: I bet you have no idea what's going on right now, am I right?

Shawn was completely thrown off at Brian's text, he immediately texted back. He still couldn't believe this.

Shawn: No...what's going on? What happened to her? Is she alright?!

He immediately got a reply.

B: She got in a car accident almost three days ago and she's still in critical condition. It's all over the news.

Shawn's heart sank but his feet moved. He stuffed his phone in his pocket and ran for his keys. His anxiety began getting the best of him as he drove to the hospital.

"Shawn Mendes's girlfriend was recently reported to have been in a car accident Saturday night. Paparazzi have not seen Shawn enter or leave the hospital yet. People and fans are questioning if he was apart of it," he heard the report on the radio.

His mind and heart raced with fear as he swore he had just run three red lights. He only wanted to get to you, that's all he wanted at the moment. He rushed out of the car and into the hospital shouting and yelling your name as though you would respond.

"Y/F/N, what room", he asked out of breath.

"28E", a nurse pointed to the elevator as he ran to the open door.

He pressed the button and tapped his foot impatiently, the people in the elevator only looked at him as tears pricked his eyes and blurred his vision. Once the door opened he ran to the room, not knowing where it was but hoping he found a 28 sooner or later. He did.

"Y/N," he sighed as he saw your unconscious body lying on the cold hospital bed.

"Baby," he cried as he stared at you.

"The doctors are doing everything in their power. She's on and off, currently taking a nap. She got out of surgery late last night...in case you were wondering," Brian waltzed into the room with his hands behind his back.

"Was she...asking for me," Shawn wiped his eyes while staring at you.

"No," Brian shook his head as Shawn's heart broke, "she was crying for you. You should've heard her before they took her in for her surgery. The girl may be scraped, bruised, and...broken but man she puts up one good fight," he tried to lighten the mood as Shawn's heart had officially shattered.

"She was driving away from me, did she tell you that?" Shawn turned around with rage at his best friend's humorous take on the situation.

Brian didn't look intimated in the slightest as he stood his ground with the same smug expression, "She didn't need to tell me. She started having nightmares on the first night we were in here. She kept calling your name and saying she didn't want it to be over, she loves you a lot Shawn," Brian shook his head.

More tears fell down Shawn's face, "I love her too," he croaked.

"Well you have a gosh damn funny way of showing it," Brian lectured, "you need to treat her like you say you feel, Shawn. Saying it doesn't make a difference if your actions can't compare."

Shawn nodded as he looked over at you, your chest heaving slowly as you struggled to breathe. His eyes were now dry but he swore he felt a tear fall down his right cheek as he looked at an even bigger mess than the one of his house after seventy-two hours of you two being over. 

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