Shawn Mendes Imagines

29 - Arranged (Part 2)

I couldn't see where I was going. All I wanted was to get away from that place. I don't care if they try to look for me. It was getting harder and harder to catch my breath as I ran away from everything. My dress was sticking to my skin, my hair was falling on my eyes, my feet were covered with a thin layer of mud, and my makeup was obviously ruined.

I stopped when I saw the entrance of an alley- horrible and cliché place to stop at, I know. I leaned on the wall and panted for air. I could hear several footsteps coming towards where I was but I was too terrified to check. I closed my eyes and mental screamed for a prayer.

"Damn. What's a girl that hot doing in a place like this?" A male voice asked from somewhere beside me.

"Fuck, dude. I can only imagine what we could do to her." Another one chuckled.

I opened my eyes and glared at the three guys standing in front of me. I might be tired but I'm willing to beat the shit out of these guys.

"Do things like leave me the fuck alone? Yes please." I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes at them.

I pushed off the wall and continued to walk through the rain. I felt a hand pull me back and press me against the wall. I tried to pry my arms away but there was no luck.

"Feisty, aye? I think I can solve that." One of them whispered into my ear.

I cringed and tried to pry my arms from him one more time but still, I had no luck in doing so. But all of a sudden, the grip on my arm vanished but the sounds of punches filled my ears. I turned around to see Shawn beating the guys up.

"Leave my fiancée, alone!" He shouted at them as he stood up, shadowing over the bloodied, cowering bodies of the ones who tried to harass me for their own entertainment.

He went over to me and pulled me into a tight embrace. As much as I despised him, I couldn't help but hug him back and cry from the fear I kept inside me the entire time. His hand rubbed my back as I sobbed into his chest.

"Shh. It's okay. Everything's alright. You're safe now." He cooed as I held him tighter. "Let's get you out of here."

He pulled away slightly and guided me to the passenger side of his car. He opened the door and let me in. He went to the other side of the car and got in as well. Once he closed the door, he pulled me towards him and wiped the tears from my cheeks. I was seated half on his lap and half near the middle as he tried to comfort me.

"Are you cold?" He asked me.

I only nodded.

He turned and reached into the backseat before sitting back down with a black leather jacket in hand. He wrapped around me and I let him wrap his arm around me right after. I leaned into him for warmth even though both of us were both soaking wet. We sat there silently as rain fell on the windshield.

"I'm sorry." He said after a while.

"Huh?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I'm sorry I left and didn't make any effort to connect with you. I'm sorry I was blind. But I never stopped thinking about you in the past years. I could never forget you. I think I was just... scared."

"Scared of what?"

"Telling you the truth. I've known about the engagement ever since we were both 14. My parents told me that. At the same time... I've loved you for a long time. I never wanted to admit it. Every time you try to give me hints, I would think of it as a friendly gesture because I felt that you could never love a guy like me. You're just so... beautiful, fun, amazing... perfect. I felt insecure. When I left, I thought that maybe I could get over you but I just can't. I'm completely and honestly in love with you, y/full/n."