A/n: Okay, so let's pretend that it's summer, shall we? Anyways, please enjoy this imagine. Okay, let's begin!

My boyfriend of three years, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, and I, were cuddling up to each other on the couch when suddenly, his phone rang.

"I'll be right back babe." Shawn said. I sat up and nodded. A few minutes later, he came back in and sat back down on the couch with me.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Andrew. The label is having a party in a couple of weeks and he wants me to be there." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Are you going to go?" I asked. Shawn thought for a moment then smirked. Oh gosh.

"I'll go if you come with me." Shawn said. I threw my head back and groaned.

"Oh come on!" I said. Shawn stuck his bottom lip out in a pout.

"Please baby? It would mean the world to me if you came with me." Shawn pleaded. I sighed and nodded.

"Okay. I'll go with you." I said. Shawn stood up and cheered.

"Yes!" Shawn yelled. I laughed.

"You're too cute." I said, smiling at the handsome man that was sitting next to me. Shawn smiled back at me, causing my heart to swell with joy.

"Well you're the cutest." Shawn said. I blushed, causing Shawn to chuckle. We then resumed our cuddling.

Two weeks later I stood in mine and Shawn's bathroom. I had been feeling so sad and depressed all day long, and wanted nothing more than to stay at home and lay in bed and cry, but I didn't tell Shawn that. He was just so excited for me to go to the label's party with him. How could I ruin that for him? I couldn't. So I'll just fake a smile and push through.

I put on the red dress that I had picked out. It was long and flowy in the back, but shorter in the front. I put my hair up in a bun and put on some simple makeup. Just eyeliner, mascara, and some light eye shadow. I finished putting on my makeup and looked at myself at the full body mirror that Shawn and I had in our bathroom. I looked at my arms. I hate my flabby arms that have those stupid stretch marks on them. I examined my face, criticizing every single detail that I saw. I hated the way that I look. I decided to wear a shawl to cover up my arms even though it's going to be hot out. I picked out a shawl and went back into the bathroom, staring at myself. Soon, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to reveal Shawn. He was wearing black dress pants and a white button down shirt. He looked so good. His jaw dropped when he saw me. Oh no. Did I look that bad?

"Do I look okay? Do I need to change?" I asked Shawn. He violently shook his head no as he eyed me up and down before smiling.

"You look... beautiful. Wow baby." Shawn said. I blushed and smiled.

"Thank you. You look quite handsome honey." I said. Now it was Shawn's turn to blush and smile. I giggled a little.

"Baby?" Shawn asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Yes my love?" I asked.

"Can I kiss you?" Shawn asked. I smiled - a real one - and nodded.

"Of course you can." I said. I had barely gotten the words out when Shawn put his lips on mine. I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my stomach, and I felt sparks shoot through my body like fireworks. Shawn and I soon pulled away, breathless from our amazing kiss. Shawn then gave me a puzzled and confused look.

"Why are you wearing a shawl? You're going to get hot." Shawn asked and said. Uh oh.

"Well, it's for in case it gets chilly tonight." I lied. Shawn looked suspicious but nodded and shrugged. Phew. We soon heard a car honk their horn.

"I think that Andrew is here. Are you ready?" Shawn asked. I nodded as I grabbed my clutch and heels.

"Yeah. I'm going to put my heels on when we get to the bottom of the stairs." I said. Shawn nodded. Suddenly, as we were walking down the stairs, my depression kicked in again. I sighed.

"You okay hun?" Shawn asked as he held my hand, keeping me balanced as I put on my heels. I nodded and faked a smile.

"Yeah." I said. Shawn looked like he didn't believe me but there was no time to discuss it, the car honked again. Shawn took my hand and we went out to the car that would take us into the city. Shawn opened the car door for me and made sure that my dress was in all of the way before he got in.

"Took you guys long enough." Andrew huffed out. Oh no.

"Relax dude, she just had to get her heels on." Shawn said. Andrew sighed and nodded. Shawn interlaced his fingers with mine.

"Okay." Andrew said. I looked out at the window and watched all of the houses and then buildings go by. Shawn then squeezed my hand and I looked over at him.

"Are you okay?" Shawn asked, a look of concern etched across his face. I brought my hand up to his face and rubbed his cheek as I nodded.

"Yeah, I just like looking out at the view." I lied as I felt the sadness eating away at me inside. Shawn looked hesitant but I placed a gentle kiss on his lips, which seemed to make him feel better.

"Okay." Shawn said. We soon arrived at the party. When we walked in, there were tons of people.

"Do you know who everybody is?" I asked Shawn. He looked around and then shook his head.

"I don't even know who most of these people are." Shawn said. I squeezed his hand, causing him to look at me with his gorgeous caramel colored eyes.

"You'll stay by my side, right?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Of course." Shawn said. I smiled - it was a real one this time, one of relief. Andrew walked up to Shawn and I.

"Shawn, I need you to talk to those label executives over there." Andrew said. Shawn nodded and then looked at me.

"Okay. Come on babe." Shawn said, but Andrew stepped in front of him to prevent him from walking any further.

"You're the artist Shawn. I need you to do this alone." Andrew said. Shawn looked at me and I faked a smile and shrugged.

"It's okay. Go ahead babe. This is part of your job." I said. Shawn thought for a moment before nodding. He kissed my forehead and then walked over to the people with Andrew since Andrew is his manager. That left me all alone. Well, I was alone until Shawn's friend Camila Cabello tapped on my shoulder.

"Hi Y/n!" She said as we hugged. I hugged her back.

"Hi! How are you?" I asked.

"I'm good. How are you?" She asked.

"I'm good." I lied.

"Why are you wearing a shawl?" Camila asked. I shrugged.

"Just in case I get cold." I lied, once again. She hesitantly nodded.

"Oh, there's a balcony over there, let's go out there!" She said. I walked out there with her and we looked out at the view. I leaned against the railing and so did Camila. "So where's Shawn?"

"Andrew wanted him to go talk to some label executives." I said. Camila nodded.

"Shawn texted me when you guys were on your way here. He said that he was worried about you." Camila said. Oh God.

"Why would he be worried about me?" I asked.

"He said that you didn't seem like yourself. He said you seemed kind of sad but he didn't want to push it by asking too many things." She said. I nodded as I chewed at my bottom lip and thought for a few moment.

"Camila did you know that when I was younger, I was diagnosed with depression?" I asked as I stared out at the view. Camila walked closer to me.

"No. I had no clue. I'm guessing Shawn knows though." She said. I nodded.

"Yeah. It was one of the first things I told him when we first started to really open up to each other." I said. Camila nodded.

"Is the depression... is it affecting you tonight?" Camila asked. I sighed and looked at her.

"Yes but you can't tell Shawn. Please." I pleaded. Her jaw dropped.

"Y/n he needs to know." Camila said. I shook my head and looked back out at the view.

"No. He really wanted me to come tonight, and because of school, I'm not able to attend many award shows and stuff like that with him, so I need to be here. He needs to know that I support him." I said. Camila put her hand on my shoulder.

"Y/n of course he knows that you support him. Do you know why you're depressed?" Camila said and asked. I shrugged.

"I don't really know. Sometimes I just get sad about absolutely nothing. I do know that I'm feeling insecure. That's the real reason why I'm wearing a shawl - so I can cover my fat arms that have stretch marks on them." I said as I shook my head. Camila opened her mouth but before anything could be said, we heard someone step out onto the balcony. I turned my head and saw my handsome boyfriend.

"There you are. What are you guys doing out here?" Shawn said and asked.

"Camila saw a balcony and got excited." I said with a giggle. Camila laughed.

"I did!" Camila said. I turned back towards the view and looked up at the sky.

"It's so pretty out." I said. Shawn wrapped his arms around me, so his arms were across my stomach, which is just another part of my body that I was feeling insecure about. I turned around in Shawn's grip so I was facing him.

"Not as pretty as you." Shawn said. I blushed and looked down. I couldn't bring myself to fake a smile at his cheesy compliment. "Camila could you give Y/n and I a moment alone please?" Shawn asked. I looked up and saw Camila nod and walk back inside.

"What's up baby?" I asked Shawn, not looking him in the eyes. Shawn squatted down a little so I would be looking him in the eyes, but I averted my gaze to the outside of the building, knowing that if I looked him in the eyes, I would break.

"Baby please look me in the eyes." Shawn pleaded. I shook my head.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked. Shawn sighed.

"Well right now I want to talk about why you won't look me in the eyes." Shawn said. Now it was my turn to sigh.

"Can we have this discussion somewhere else? Somewhere more private, please?" I asked. Shawn hesitantly nodded before taking my hand and bringing me inside. He soon found a room that we could go in and talk privately. We sat down on the chairs.

"Now will you tell me what's going on please?" Shawn asked.

"If I start talking about it then I'm going to cry, and that's going to ruin my makeup." I said, already feeling the tears but I fought them back. Shawn took my hand and squeezed.

"There's tissues right next to you. If your makeup gets ruined, we'll just wipe it away." Shawn said. I nodded and took a deep breath before I began to speak. I slowly let the tears out.

"Um, my depression has been affecting me all day long. Like, I just want to go home and be in bed and cry, but I need to be here. I need you to know that I support you -" I started before Shawn physically turned my body so I was looking at him.

"Baby, of course I know that you support me. I don't need you to be here in order to know that. Why didn't you tell me that your depression was acting up?" Shawn asked.

"You just seemed so happy about me coming to this with you. Plus, because of school, I'm not able to go to many award shows with you and that makes me feel like such a crappy girlfriend." I said as I cried. Shawn pulled me in for a hug.

"No, no, no, baby. You're the best girlfriend ever. Your education comes first, and I don't want you to miss school just because of some award show. I wish that you had told me about your depression baby. I would've told Andrew that I couldn't make it." Shawn said. I shook my head.

"I'm sorry that I'm such a burden." I said. Shawn pulled away from the hug a little and held my face in his hands.

"Y/n Y/l/n, you are not a burden. Never say that ever again." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay. Um, Shawn?" I asked. He nodded.

"Yes hun?" Shawn asked.

"There's more. Like, more reasons why I'm upset." I said.

"What is it?" Shawn asked.

"I'm not actually wearing a shawl because of the weather. I'm wearing it to cover up my arms." I said. Shawn cocked his head to the side, it's something that he does when he's confused.

"What's wrong with your arms?" He asked.

"Oh come on Shawn." I said.

"What?" He asked. I started to cry again.

"Have you seen my arms? They're so flabby and they have stretch marks on them. I don't want people seeing that." I said. Shawn's jaw dropped.

"Baby, so what if they have stretch marks on them? Your arms are beautiful and I love them." He said. I shook my head and looked at the ground.

"You're my boyfriend, you have to say that." I said. Shawn moved so he was squatting down in front of me so he could look me in the eyes.

"I don't have to say anything. I'm just saying the truth. I freaking love your arms. That may sound weird but it's true." Shawn said with a small laugh. The mere sound of his laugh made my heart flutter and I smiled a little but it quickly faded away again and the tears came rushing back.

"Shawn I hate my stomach. It's so fat and it has stretch marks on it too." I said. Shawn put his hand to my cheek and wiped away some of my tears, but they kept coming.

"My love, your stomach is perfect and you're not at all fat. And, like I said earlier, who cares if you have stretch marks? Your stretch marks help to make up you and who you are, and I love them. They're beautiful." Shawn said.

"I feel like I'm just so ugly. I hate everything about the way that I look. Everything." I said, still sobbing. Shawn pulled me in for a hug.

"Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n, you are so damn beautiful. Everything about you is beautiful. Your eyes, your hair, your nose, your whole face, everything. I love you so much honey." Shawn said as he continued to hug me.

"Thank you. I love you too. Shawn?" I asked. Shawn pulled away from the hug and sat down next to me again.

"What's up honey?" Shawn asked.

"What do we do about my depression?" I asked. Shawn thought for a moment.

"Well, how about you and I go home and cuddle on couch while watching some tv? That sound good?" Shawn asked. My eyes widened.

"It does but... aren't you supposed to stay here?" I asked. Shawn shrugged.

"You're more important than this party." Shawn said, causing me to smile. There was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I called out. Andrew walked in, and he looked furious.

"What the hell are you two doing away from the party?" Andrew practically yelled as he shut the door behind him.

"First of all, calm down and quiet down a little please. Second of all, we need to get going." Shawn said.

"Why the hell do you guys need to leave?" Andrew asked.

"Because Y/n's struggling with her depression and it would be best for her depression if her and I were alone." Shawn explained. Andrew's jaw dropped.

"Are you serious right now Shawn?" Andrew asked. Andrew has never liked me. He thinks that I'm a distraction to Shawn. I played with my fingers nervously.

"Yes, I am serious. I know my girlfriend better than anyone in this world and I want to get her home." Shawn said.

"Shawn, the people from the label want to talk to you." Andrew said.

"Well tell them that an emergency came up Andrew! Now can we please leave?" Shawn said and asked. Andrew looked at me for a moment.

"Y/n, if the people from the label get upset, it's your fault, it's on you." Andrew said. Shawn literally grabbed Andrew's shirt and got right in his face.

"Don't ever talk to my girlfriend like that ever again. It's not her fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. She can't control her depression. Now please go tell the people that I can't talk so we can go." Shawn said as he let go of Andrew's shirt. Andrew nodded and left the room. I stood up and hugged Shawn. We soon left the room, got into the car, and went home. As soon as we got inside our house, I kicked off my heels and went upstairs as Shawn followed.

"Baby?" I asked as I took off the shawl.

"Yes love?" Shawn asked.

"Will you unzip me please?" I asked. Shawn smiled and nodded, and as the dress fell to the floor, he kissed my bare shoulder.

"You're so beautiful honey, and don't say that you're not, because you are." Shawn said, causing me to blush.

"Thank you." I said as I grabbed shorts and a t-shirt to change into.

"You're welcome baby." Shawn said. Soon, after I took off my makeup, Shawn and I got settled on the couch and cuddled up to each other.

"Shawn?" I asked as I laid my head on my loving boyfriend's chest. Shawn looked down at me as he rubbed my back.

"Yes my love?" Shawn asked.

"I just wanted to say thank you." I said. Shawn gave me a confused look.

"What are you thanking me for?" Shawn asked.

"For bringing me home, for standing up to Andrew for me, for making me feel better, just... for everything." I said. Shawn smiled at me and kissed my forehead.

"You're welcome. I love you honey." Shawn said. I smiled at him.

"I love you too." I said.

"Come give me a kiss baby." Shawn said. I giggled and moved myself so I way basically laying on top of my boyfriend, and I put my lips on his. Our lips moved in sync as I felt all of those magical feelings all over again, the sparks, the butterflies, the heart racing, all of it. The kiss quickly became heated and I pulled away before it could go too far. Shawn smiled at me while we were breathless from our amazing kiss. I smiled at him too.

"Your kisses are always so amazing baby." I said. Shawn's smile widened.

"Good because yours are too. I'm so in love with you honey. Now, rest your head on my chest again and close your eyes, you look tired." Shawn said. It was true. I always get tired after crying.

"I'm in love with you too." I said as I rested my head on Shawn's chest and closed my eyes. Shawn rubbed my back and I quickly drifted off into a deep sleep. I'm so grateful for Shawn and everything that he does for me. I love him to no end.