shawn mendes imagines

breaking up

A/N: Sorry this was pretty short and crap lol.

Y/N POV

"Y/N, I can't do this anymore," I heard Shawn say. I sat frozen in my seat in shock, barely able to register what he'd just told me. He'd invited me out to the park earlier this morning, and we were sitting on a park bench. I'd thought it was a date, and he'd surprise me with a picnic or something like that, even though it was a cold, misty and wet day. Boy, was I wrong.

"W-what do you mean, 'I can't do this anymore?' Are you annoyed at me? What did I do wrong?" I asked frantically, turning towards Shawn and grabbing his shoulders. He said nothing, and just stared at me, his eyes unhappy.

"It's not you, it's me," He said, removing my hands from his shoulders. I couldn't help but roll my eyes and snort.
"Said every person breaking up with someone ever,"
"It really is me. I can't do long-distance relationships. It's not fair on either of us. You deserve someone who actually has time for you, and will be able to have kids and grow old with you without leaving every few weeks," Shawn ran his fingers through his hair, and closed his eyes briefly before opening them, and looking down at me, waiting for my reaction. I said nothing for a moment, gazing down at my hands before looking back up at him.

"Why don't you just take me on tour with you?" I asked finally. He sighed.
"Y/N, that would never work out. It'll be extremely boring for you on tour, just sitting round doing nothing, and I'll have hardly any time to spend with you. And of course, we have the future to think about,"

"Shawn! I don't care! I don't care about having kids, anything as long as I'm with you! Don't leave me!" I cried out.
"I care about having kids, and I care about you" Shawn said quietly.
"Then why the hell are you breaking up with me?" I let a laugh escape. He was not making any sense.

"I'll never be able to have them! And... ugh" He shook his head. "I'll see you around, Y/N," he said, planting a kiss on my forehead and getting up to leave. I grabbed the back of his coat.
"You can't go! You can't leave me! It's not fair! If you really did care about me and love me, you wouldn't be doing this!"I exclaimed desperately. Shawn shrugged me off.
"I'll be getting my stuff tomorrow. And that's a lie. I care about you and love you more than anything else I've ever had in my life. I always will. What I'm doing is best for both of us. You gave me something so real. I love you, Y/N."
He said, and walked away.

My eyes trailed after him, until the mist swallowed him completely, and I could no longer see him. I felt broken, and numb inside. I sat there on the bench, hardly believing what just happened. This had to be a nightmare. I couldn't be real. I pinched my arm. "Wake UP!" I screamed into the almost empty park. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

Nothing happened. Then the tears came. They flowed down my face, over my lips and dripped off of my jaw. I cried, and cried, not taking any notice of the people who walked past and stared, until it felt like I'd ran out of tears.

Next, came the pain. It felt as if my heart was ripping into pieces, and then being stabbed over and over again. It felt even worse than when I fell out of a tree as a child and broke my leg, because I thought my cat was stuck up there or when I needed 9 stitches in my leg because I'd fell on the sidewalk and a glass bottle sliced it open. It felt much worse then that. I started sobbing again, bringing my hands up to my face. Our 3 year relationship- over, as if it meant nothing to him.

After I'd calmed down, I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand and leant my head back, closing my eyes. I remembered all the times we had spent together- the good, bad and everything in between. They flashed by, spinning and twinkling like a kaleidoscope. Opening my eyes again, I clutched my head, wanting to erase all of them and rip them out of my head. But, at the same time, I wanted to remember them forever.

Sighing, I slowly stood up and began the short work home, and tears once again started silently streaming down my face. I got a couple concerned glances from the few people who passed-by, but nobody asked what was wrong. Nobody probably even cared.

Shawn POV

Walking away from Y/N was probably the hardest thing I'd ever done. It hurt, too, and although I tried to conceal it, a single tear slid down my face, and then another, until they kept on falling down continuously.
"Are you alright?" A lady asked me peering at my face, concerned. I choked back the sobs, and nodded.

"I'm fine," I croaked out.
"No, you're obviously not. What happened?"
I tried not to yell at her. It really was none of her business, the nosy old bitch.
"End of a relationship," I replied. She nodded sympathetically.

"Well, I hope things turn out alright," She smiled at me before walking on. I'd managed to control and stop the tears by the time I'd reached the exit, but I knew that I would probably break down as soon as I got back to my friends house, where I was planning on staying for a while. I paused for a moment, as I heard someone screaming

"Wake UP! Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
The voice sounded like Y/N's. I felt my heart splintering, and I leant back against the park wall, clutching my chest as if it would make the pain go away. I wanted to run back to her so badly, to hold her and tell her that everything would be okay, that we would be together forever. No, that would be selfish. I had to leave. I straightened up, ignoring the pain my heart felt, and continued walking, back to my friend's house.