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Shawn Mendes Imagine

"Why don't you ever talk to me? You're always on your phone," I mumbled through gritted teeth, annoyed by Shawn. He shrugged his shoulders and continued tapping.

"That's it? That's all I ge—"

"Just shut up, would you?" I was taken back by the sudden outburst.

"I didn't eve—"

"Do you not listen? You slut, go hang out with your boyfriend." I furrowed my eyebrows at the harshness of his words. What the hell?

"What ar—"

"I don't know his name, but he's in your phone. You disgust me, flirting with every guy you meet."

"Shawn what the f—"

"So damn clingy! Go talk to your brother!" My heart stopped and I couldn't help the tears that began to weld in my eyes.

I slowly walked away and slammed the door angrily to my bedroom. I locked it, then started fully crying. Shawn knew how much his words hurt.

"Hey Matt,
I hope you can hear me. It's kinda late at night but I need to talk to you. I don't know what's going on with Shawn but he's hurting me so much, from ignoring me to calling me names. I know if you were here you'd comfort me. Man, I really miss you.
I'll talk to you later, have fun up in heaven. I love you, you're always going to be my brother.

I sighed into my pillow, still laying face first on my bed. Maybe I can suffocate on accident. I heard a light knock at the door, making me mentally roll my eyes.

"Kitten?" He whispered on the other side, waiting for a response. I held my urge and didn't reply. If he can ignore me for a week, I can ignore him just as much. I listened as he jammed open the door. Damn, he must have a key.

"Y/n?" He asked softer. I slowly got up from my position, facing him.

"What?" I questioned shortly, biting my lip.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of that."

"Oh shut up!" I yelled, my anger mixing with my sadness.

"Who knows whatever you do on your phone but I don't want to hear it. I'm done."
I grabbed my suitcase and started shoving my belongings inside. I got confused as they were ending up on the floor.

"Please don't leave, I need you." He begged, continuing to throw clothes out of my bag. I rolled my eyes once again.

"I have no reason to stay. Goodbye, Shawn." I finally said, then walked out of the house with my suitcase in hand.

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I apologize for another sucky imagine but theres a few i want to release but they're kind of depressing 😅

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