Shawn Mendes Imagines

Treat You Better

Shawn and you are both in highschool

*Y/n's POV*

"I'm telling you he's bad news," my best friend Shawn said to me as we walked through the gates of our school.

"Shawn, stop. I love him and it's my decision," I was referring to my boyfriend Matt (random guy name) who Shawn hated. Sure, even I would admit he wasn't the best boyfriend, but I couldn't leave him.

"Come on," Shawn spoke, "That guy's dated every girl in this school and he doesn't respect you at all. How can that be a good sign?"

"You don't need to worry," I told him, "I can handle myself. And he's really changed since the last time you saw him."

"Sure, whatever," Shawn rolled his eyes as we stopped at my locker. I opened it with Shawn standing next to me, but I jumped when it slammed shut, almost smashing my fingers. Matt stoood in the other side of me, obviously the one who did it.

"Hey b*tch," he said with his usual cockiness.

"I thought I told you not to call me that," I broke in.

"Oh, yeah, you did," he snickered, "But I didn't listen."

I could feel Shawn glaring at him, anger clearly written across his face, which only grew as Matt kept talking.

"And stay away from this loser," Matt gestured towards Shawn and took a step closer to me, "You're mine and only mine."

After he walked away, Shawn took one look at me before shaking his head and storming off.

*The Next Morning*

Ow. The whole right side of my face hurt.

Matt had hit me. Punched me. Right in the eye.

It wasn't the first time he had done it, but this time it was totally out of the blue. I just "didn't do what he asked me to do". Whatever that meant.

I tried the best I could to cover the large bruise around my eye with makeup, but it was still way too obvious.

I knew Shawn was right. This wasn't a good relationship to be in, but I was too scared to do anything about it.

Throughout the school day, I avoided Shawn completely. I didn't want him to worry or get involved. And even though it felt like the whole school was casting judgmental stares, I stayed alone for almost the whole day.

Until my last class that I shred with Shawn. And Matt.

There would be no avoiding my best friend now and as soon as I sat down, there was Shawn right next to me.

It didn't take long for him to notice my black eye.

"Oh my God," he gently touched my cheek, turning my face towards him, "What happened? Are you okay? Who did this? Did Matt do this?"

Knowing that he would find out eventually and being too choked up for words, I nodded.

Shawn fumed as he stood up in the middle of class and walked straight over to Matt, sitting next to him.

I could only hear angry whispers between the two of them, too far away to catch any words. It only took Matt shoving Shawn back in his seat for the teacher to take notice.

"Mr. Mendes, outside now," she pointed at the door.

"I didn't do anything!" Shawn complained.

"I don't care. Both of you outside."

They did as they were told and I watched their shadows through the covered windows. I could tell which one was Shawn since he was taller, which was a good thing to know when I saw him throw the first punch.

I quickly ran outside, everyone else taking notice soon after me. I saw them both on the ground punching and shoving each other and I somehow managed to pull Shawn off Matt.

"Don't you ever hurt her again!" Shawn shouted before finally calming down.

Half an hour later, I sat with Shawn in the school's office. His lip was busted and bleeding and he had a scratch on his cheek, but that was a lot better than Matt ended up.

"Thank you for that, but why did you do it?" I questioned him.

"Because I'm your friend," was all he responded with.

I kept pushing, "But I've had many guy friends through the years and none of them would have done that. Risked their safety just for the sake of mine. Why did you really do that for me?"

Shawn sighed, "Because I love you. Because I'm not just going to sit around and watch terrible guys hurt you and treat you like dirt when you could be with me instead. And because I know that I can treat you so much better."

I looked down at the floor, knowing inside that I loved him too.

"You don't deserve to be treated like you have been. And I realize this probably sounds selfish, but you deserve someone like me," he took my hand, "So, will you give me a shot?"

I nodded and layed my aching head on his tired shoulder.

I know I can treat you better

Better than he can

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--Kaelan