Shawn Mendes Imagines

I Have To Go pt. 2

Requested by: marymurveen_mendez

Shawn ~
           My vision didn't make my driving any better with it being glossy and all. I hate doing this. Leaving someone I truly care for is the hardest thing in life. The world is right though. I'm not unappreciative of our time together. It's hard to think about them, though. If I do, I'll just regret ever going over to Y/N's house.

Moving away is such a stupid thing that I'm doing. I can't help it, I'm stuck living with my stubborn parents. Knowing that I've been dating Y/N for a year and a half, my mom still continues to apply for a promotion to be supervisor.

I couldn't even handle the situation correctly. Instead of telling her that I'm moving ahead of time, I made everything worse by telling her that I don't love her anymore. My heart literally aches every second I'm apart from her.

I drove the long way home just to try to stop myself from needing to see my house one last time, but in the end, I'll eventually be seeing it one last time. Everything I passed by would be the last things I see in this town.

I arrived back at my house, ready for my parents to pack some of the things into the back of the car. Parking in the driveway, my parents stand in the doorway of the house with their backs faced outside. They were the type of people that needed one last good look at the house before leaving. Staring at myself in the rear view mirror, I quickly wiped tears from my face to make myself look confident when, in reality, I'm a desperate sack of sadness. I forced myself to smile in attempt to not be the sack of sadness I admit myself to be.

Walking up to my front doorstep, I tapped the back of my parents as they remained turned around. "Mom, Dad. Let's go." I huffed, tired of seeing this place in the terrible state I'm in right now. My parents slid passed me and walked over to the car. When the slipped passed me, they revealed Y/N standing in the house. She was still wearing my old sweater. Her eyes, red and blotchy, fluttered at the sight of me.

"Y/N..." I muttered her name silently. Without any reaction, she walked over to me and tightly wrapped her arms around my torso. Without hesitation, I squeezed her back. Her tears began to seep through my shirt once again.