Shawn Mendes Imagines

Crash

***TONS OF FEELS IN THIS IMAGINE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED (jk you'll be fine...probably)

*Y/n's POV*

I sat in the passenger seat of Shawn's jeep as he drove next to me. It was bright outside and I had my hand out the open window, feeling the strong breeze. We were heading home from a radio station interview, enjoying the day before it was over.

Shawn turned up the radio to a John Mayer song and happily head bobbed to it. I watched him and he started to loudly sing along, laughing.

"Shawn, you're such a goofball. How are you turning nineteen?" I smiled at him as he drove with one hand on the steering wheel. (editing this and he turns 20 in a week :'))

"Hey, this song's my jam!" he laughed, putting a hand on my leg. 

Resting my head back against the seat, I smirked at him, "You know you try too hard to sound cool sometimes."

"You know you love it though," he smirked back just as the song ended. From there, Shawn flipped through the stations, trying to find another good song. He quickly turned up the volume when we both heard "Treat You Better" playing. I knew he always secretly loved hearing his own songs on the radio.

Glancing at each other, we sang the first lyrics, starting to dance in our seats as the chorus began. Having a great time while still driving, Shawn started to swerve the car back and forth to the music. At first, I was having too much fun to mind it, but then I thought about how dangerous it actually was. "Shawn, you need to be careful," I told him without too much force, "You're going to hit someone."

Shawn looked over at me, taking his eyes off the road, "It's okay, babe. I'm a great driver."

"Sure," I rolled my eyes and was close to starting to sing again when I looked forward and saw a car across our path, five feet ahead of us. "Shawn, look out!" I screamed as he smashed his foot on the break way too late.

We plowed straight into the side of the other car and I felt the airbags deploy before everything went dark.

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Sometime later, I had no idea how much, I woke up to bad pain in my head as I noticed I was lying in a hospital bed. One of my arms was in a sling and I could feel something wrapped around my aching head along with plenty of scratches and bruises all over my body.

Looking at the bare, white walls of the room, I heard a sniff from beside me, snapping me out if my thoughts. I quickly turned my head towards the sound to see Shawn bent over in the chair next to me, a large cast on his arm and a bruise around his eye that wasn't covered with his free hand.

"Shawn," I croaked as he looked up at me.

"Oh my god," Shawn cried, standing up and wrapping his arms around me the best he could.

I put my one available hand on his back, "It's okay, baby, I'm okay. Be careful with your arm."

"That's the last thing I'm worried about right now," he stepped back a little bit, looking me over with teary eyes, "You're hurt so bad. How could I let this happen? I'm so, so sorry. I'm supposed to protect you, but this is all my fault. I caused this because I wasn't paying attention and now you're in pain. I'm sure you hate me for causing this and I don't blame you at all. God, I hate seeing you hurting!"

Shawn ranted on, apologizing way more than he needed to, until I cut him off, "Baby, there's no way I could hate you. This isn't all on you, I was also distracting you. But I'm not thinking about whose fault it is. I'm just worried about you and I'm so relieved that you're safe." He seemed to calm down some at my words, but he still looked as if he was beating himself up over what had happened. "What about you? Are you doing okay?" I asked, "Your arm looks really painful." 

Seeming to just remember that he was also injured, Shawn looked down at his arm, "Now that you mention it, it actually hurts pretty bad. I guess I was so worried about you that I didn't even think about myself."

He took my outstretched hand in his and I started to tear up, "I wish I could take your pain away."

"I wish I could do the same for you," Shawn flashed a small smile, "But don't worry. I'm going to try as hard as I possibly can to prevent this from ever happening to you again. And if somehow it does, I swear I will be right here beside you like I am now." Squatting by the side of the bed, he rubbed my hand with his thumb. 

"I love you, Shawn," I whispered, staring in his brown eyes.

"I love you too," Shawn gently placed a couple of kisses on my bandaged head and you could see the love and guilt on his face as he closed his eyes. He let me softly pant a kiss on his deeply bruised eye. We stayed be each others' side until we were released from the hospital.

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A/n: I was close to crying while writing this and I think it turned out really good. I hope you have as many feels as I have right now :'(.

I have been pretty good at updating this week, but I am sorry if the updates next week are kind of slow because I'm going to camp. I will try my best! 

Thank you to anyone who has been reading and voting! I really appreciate the feedback! I can't believe this is close to 200 reads! Updating soon!

---Kaelan