A/n: This is basically a continuation of my last imagine. Okay so obviously I don't know anything about the relationship that Camila Cabello has with her boyfriend or if she has one or not, but I just added stuff in there to make the story better. Explicit language in this one! Please enjoy this imagine. Okay, let's begin!

I woke up to the feeling of my husband, the singer and songwriter Shawn Mendes, rubbing my back. I looked up at him and kissed his chin, causing him to look down at me and smile.

"Good morning gorgeous." Shawn said. I smiled even wider and blushed.

"Good morning handsome. How did you sleep?" I asked. Shawn kissed my forehead before he began speaking.

"Good. How did you sleep my love?" Shawn asked. I snuggled my face into his chest and placed a kiss there. He was shirtless due to the fact that we had made love before we fell asleep. I then looked up at him.

"Good. But that was because I'm wrapped up in your arms. I always sleep better when you're holding me." I said. Shawn smiled.

"Last night was amazing babe." Shawn said. I blushed and nodded.

"Yeah it was." I said. My stomach then grumbled, causing Shawn and I to laugh.

"I take it that you're hungry?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah." I said.

"Okay. Let's get dressed and then we'll head down to the hotel lobby for breakfast." Shawn said. I nodded. We're at a hotel because we are currently in Los Angeles since Shawn has interviews this week.

"Okay." I said. We then got dressed and headed down to the lobby. As we were sitting down and eating, Shawn's phone went off. He checked it and his whole face lit up.

"Oh it's Camila!" Shawn said. I smiled. Camila Cabello is one of Shawn's best friends. When Shawn and I first started to date, I was jealous of their relationship. But once I got to know her, we became friends and then everything was better. But just a couple weeks ago, Camila and her boyfriend broke up, and for some reason the jealousy has come back. I haven't told this to Shawn though, I don't want to bother him or anything.

"Oh, what did she say?" I asked.

"She's in LA too. She wants to hang out." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Are you going to?" I asked. Shawn nodded his head.

"Definitely. I feel like I haven't seen her in forever." Shawn said. I nodded and continued to eat. Shawn and I then went back to our hotel room and watched tv. Soon, there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it." Shawn said as he bolted up to get the door. Jealousy started to stir within me.

"Hey Shawn!" Camila said. He gave her a hug and she walked into the hotel room. I hugged her.

"Hi Camila!" I said.

"Hi Y/n! How are you guys?" She asked.

"Good." I said.

"Yeah. We had a little fight yesterday but we're good now." Shawn said. Oh God, I didn't even want to think about the fight. Shawn had tried to make me jealous on purpose because apparently I'm "hot as fuck" when I'm jealous but I ended up just yelling at him but then everything got resolved.

"Oh no. What was the fight about if you don't mind me asking?" Camila asked. Shawn opened his mouth to speak but I began to talk.

"I don't even want to think about the fight to be honest with you." I said. Shawn frowned.

"Actually babe, Camila and I haven't been able to spend any one on one time with each other in a while since you hang out with us a lot. Would you mind just letting the two of us hang out?" Shawn asked. I looked at him in disbelief.

"Where do you want me to go? I don't know the area." I said. Shawn shrugged.

"I don't know. You'll figure it out." Shawn said. I then stood up, grabbed my phone, and left the room. I stood in the hallway for a moment, not knowing where to go before I headed to Andrew's room. Andrew is Shawn's manager. I knocked on the door and he soon opened it up and gave me a confused look.

"Hey Y/n, what's up?" Andrew asked.

"Shawn basically just kicked me out of the hotel room so he could spend alone time with Camila and I don't know where to go." I said. Andrew's eyes widened as he opened the door further.

"Come on in. I didn't even know that Camila was in town." He said as I sat on the couch in his hotel room. I nodded.

"Yeah. And, ever since Camila and her boyfriend broke up, those old feelings of jealousy have come back." I said. Andrew sat down next to me and nodded.

"Does Shawn know this?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No. I know that him and I have that no secret pact but I don't want to bother him or upset him or anything." I said. Andrew frowned.

"It wouldn't upset him or anything. He would want you to be open and honest with him." Andrew said. I nodded.

"Yeah. That's true." I said.

"So he seriously kicked you out of the hotel room?" Andrew asked. I nodded and explained to him everything that happened. Andrew was in shock. "Yeah you hang out with them because she's your friend too."

"Yeah I know. And I thought that Shawn loved the fact that her and I were good friends, you know?" I asked. Andrew nodded.

"Yeah." He said. My phone rang. It was Shawn.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Camila and I are going to go for a walk around town with Jake near us. I just wanted to let you know." Shawn said.

"Hold on, I need to talk to you." I said, and hung up. I told Andrew what Shawn had just said.

"It's not going to look good for him to be out for a walk with another woman that isn't his wife." Andrew said. I nodded.

"Exactly." I said, and went back to mine and Shawn's hotel room. When I walked in, Shawn had his arms folded across his chest. Oh no.

"What's up?" Shawn asked.

"Can I talk to you alone please? Like, in the bathroom or something?" I asked.

"Oh I can step out." Camila said.

"No you're fine." Shawn said as he stared daggers at me. What was up with him?

"No really, just come get me in the hallway when you're done talking." Camila said and walked out our hotel room door.

"What the hell is so important?" Shawn asked. I took a step back, surprised that my husband of seven months was acting like this.

"Okay first of all, calm down and chill out a little. Second of all, Andrew and I don't think that it's a good idea for you to be walking around town with a woman that isn't your wife." I said. Shawn threw his arms up in the air.

"What so you're controlling me now?" He asked.

"I'm not trying to control you Shawn, I'm just talking about publicity, and Andrew agreed with me." I said.

"Oh so now you're going to put the blame on my manager?" Shawn asked.

"No, if you were listening, I took the blame too." I said. Shawn scoffed and shook his head.

"I'm just trying to go for a walk with a friend." He said.

"I know that! But do you want rumors to start flying around?" I asked. Shawn thought for a moment before he shook his head.

"No." He said.

"Exactly. See, I'm not trying to control you Shawn." I said.

"I'm going to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest with me." Shawn said. I nodded.

"Okay." I said.

"Are you back to being jealous of my friendship with Camila?" Shawn asked. I hung my head and sighed.

"Yes." I said as I looked at him. Usually, when I get jealous, Shawn comforts me. Now? Now he just looks angry.

"Why? You and I are married Y/n. There's no need for you to be jealous." He said.

"I don't know! I can't control it Shawn!" I said, getting upset too.

"If I had known that a marriage to you was going to be like this, I never would have proposed." Shawn said. My eyes widened and I choked back a sob.

"Wh - what did you just say?" I asked. His eyes widened as realization hit him.

"Fuck baby, I didn't mean that. I didn't mean it." He said as he tried to come closer to me.

"Get away from me. You know what? We have been here for two days, and both days we've gotten into a fight. I need to go home. I need to buy a ticket back to Boston." I said as I started to cry.

"No, no, no. Please baby. Don't go." He pleaded. I held up the hand that my wedding ring was on.

"Do you want me to take the ring off? Is that what you want? Because if that's what you want, I'll do it." I asked and said. Shawn shook his head violently.

"No! Don't take it off! Please don't go babe." Shawn pleaded.

"You know me Shawn, and you know that my biggest fear is that you're going to stop loving me and leave me. And you also know, that when I get upset, I need to be alone. So right now, I'm going to go to Andrew's room and buy a plane ticket back to Boston. I'll see you when I get home." I said, and walked out of the room. Camila was in the hallway.

"What's wrong?" She asked when she saw me sobbing. I used my hotel key to open the door for her.

"Shawn and I just got into a fight and I'm going home." I said. Shawn then came to the door.

"Baby, I'll cancel the rest of my interviews and fly home with you." Shawn said. I shook my head no.

"No. I need to be alone. Don't cancel your interviews and we'll talk when you get home." I said. Shawn had tears running down his face.

"Are you still going to text me goodmorning and good night?" Shawn asked, mentioning something that I always do when we're away from each other. I nodded.

"Yes. Just please let me be alone." I said, and walked to Andrew's door. Shawn watched. Andrew opened the door and when he saw me, he had a look of panic on his face.

"What's wrong?" He asked. I looked at Shawn, my husband, who was staring at me, and then at Andrew.

"Can I come in please?" I asked. Andrew nodded and let me in. We sat on the couch and I sobbed as I told him everything.

"Why the hell did he get so upset?" Andrew asked. I shrugged.

"I don't know but I need to buy a plane ticket to go home." I said.

"I'll pay for it." Andrew said. I shook my head.

"No, I would feel bad if you did that." I said.

"Don't. He's my client and he's been a dick for the past two days." Andrew said.

"Yeah but he's my husband." I said.

"Yes but I'm already buying it. Do you want Jake to drive you to the airport?" Andrew said and asked. I nodded.

"Yes please. I need to grab my luggage from my hotel room." I said. Andrew nodded. I got up and went to my hotel room. When I opened the door, Shawn looked up.

"Are you staying?" He asked, and hearing the hope in his voice broke my heart. I shook my head.

"No. I'm just getting my luggage. I'll see you when you get home in a few days." I said. I was hoping that he would at least give me a kiss goodbye, for some reason I didn't want to be the one to lean in first, but he didn't. Instead he just nodded sadly.

"Okay. Um, Camila left. But, yeah, I'll see you when I get home. Text me when you get home please." He said. I nodded, grabbed my luggage, and left. Soon, Jake took me to the airport, and I cried on the way there. I had called my best friend, Grace, and asked her to pick me up, and she said yes, and I cried in the car with her as I told her what happened.

"That's fucked up. Both fights are fucked up." She said. I nodded and we went inside the house that I share with Shawn and sat down on the couch.

"Yup. So now I just have to sit around for a few days." I said. She nodded.

"Are you still going to watch his interviews?" She asked. I nodded.

"Yeah. Thank you for picking me up by the way." I said.

"Yeah of course, anything for you. You're my best friend, I'll always be here for you." She said. I smiled a little and nodded.

"Oh, I almost forgot, he wanted me to text him when I got home." I said as I pulled out my phone.

Me: I'm home.

My hubby: Okay, thank you for telling me. I miss you.

That last sentence broke my heart and I started to cry.

"What's wrong?" She asked. I showed her the text.

"I feel bad but at the same time, when I get upset sometimes, I just need to be alone." I said. Grace nodded.

"Yeah. Just don't even respond." She said. I nodded. She soon left and I unpacked my things. A bit later, The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon started and I watched it since Shawn was going to be on it.

Shawn's point of view

"Hey Shawn, how are you?" Jimmy Fallon asked me. I faked a smile and nodded.

"I'm good. How are you?" I asked. Let's hope he doesn't bring up Y/n.

"I'm good. So, I thought I heard that Y/n was in town with you. Where is she?" Jimmy asked. Oh no. I sighed.

"Well, we got here, in LA, yesterday, and almost immediately got into a fight. And then we got into a fight today and I said bad things and so she flew back home to Boston - we're still together, we're still married, she just needs space when she's upset." I said. Jimmy nodded.

"Oh wow. Well you guys are perfect for each other, so everything will work out." Jimmy said. I smiled.

"Thank you." I said. The interview continued, and when it ended, I got a text from Y/n saying that she had seen the interview, that she loved me, and good night. I said that I loved her too and good night. I just want this week to be over so I can go home to her and make everything right again.

Your point of view

It's been a few days since I flew back to Boston, and today is the day that he's coming home, I just don't know what time he'll be home at. I made sure that the house looked nice and that everything was cleaned. I then sat down on the couch, put on my favorite television show, and ate some ice cream. As I was eating, the front door swung open, and Shawn walked in. He stopped short when he saw me.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi. Do you need help with your luggage?" I asked. Shawn shook his head.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you though." He said.

"You're welcome." I said, and sat back down on the couch. I continued to eat the ice cream and watch my favorite tv show as Shawn brought in his luggage.

"Y/n?" Shawn asked. I looked over at him. He had a bouquet of pink tulips in his hands. My favorite. I smiled.

"Are those for me?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Yeah." He said.

"Thank you. They're beautiful." I said.

"Not as beautiful as you." Shawn said, causing me to blush as I took them from him.

"Thank you. Um, the vase is up high in that cabinet, could you get it for me please?" I asked. Shawn nodded.

"Sure." He said and grabbed the vase with ease.

"Thank you." I said when he handed it to me.

"You're welcome." He said. I then filled up the vase with some water, put my beautiful tulips in the vase, and put the vase on the kitchen table. Shawn looked on and watched me as I did all of this. I then sat back down on the couch. I wasn't sure of how to start this conversation. Shawn sat down next to me, but on the other side of the couch. I didn't like the space that was in between us but he was the one that messed up, not me.

"How can we fix this?" I finally asked. Shawn chewed at his bottom lip.

"I don't know. But we have to." Shawn said. I nodded.

"I feel like we're afraid to touch each other or something." I said. Shawn looked at me with sadness in his eyes.

"I don't want to upset or bother you. That's why I'm on the other side of the couch right now." Shawn said. I nodded. I wanted to snap my fingers and have everything go back to normal. I wanted to feel his strong arms around me and be happy with him again. I looked at the picture that was hung on the wall in the living room. It was taken during our first dance at our wedding. I stood up and walked over to it. I then turned to Shawn and waved for him to come over. He immediately walked over so he was beside me. I pointed at the picture.

"I just want to be this happy with you again. I don't want to fight with you. I hate fighting with you. I have to ask you something and I need you to answer me honestly." I said. Shawn nodded.

"Of course." He said. Tears formed in my eyes.

"Am I going to be getting divorce papers in the mail or something?" I asked as the tears began to fall onto my cheeks. Shawn's eyes widened and he immediately engulfed me in a hug.

"Oh my God no. I could never divorce you. I love you too much for that to happen. Baby girl, I said some fucked up stuff and I am so beyond sorry, okay? I'm so fucking sorry. I didn't mean anything that I said when we were fighting." Shawn said as he began to cry. I nodded my head against his shoulder. He then pulled away a little bit. "Sorry, I just realized that you probably don't want me touching you."

"No, it's fine. You touching me is all I've wanted these past few days. I needed space but at the same time I wanted you to hold me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. I love you so fucking much Shawn and I can't lose you." I said. Shawn pulled me in for a hug again, and as his arms wrapped around my shoulders, and my arms wrapped around his waist, I was home again.

"I love you so fucking much too Y/n and I can't lose you either. I want to be with you for the rest of my life and have kids and grandkids with you. I want to grow old with you darling." Shawn said. I nodded again and then pulled away from the hug but held his face in my hands.

"I want that too. I just don't understand why you got so upset with me. I wasn't trying to control you or anything, I would never do that, you know that." I said. Shawn nodded.

"I know that you wouldn't. I don't know why I got so upset and acted like that and said such terrible fucking things. I've been beating myself up for it. Even Andrew seems upset with me a little. I'm sorry honey, I don't know why I acted like that, but it won't happen again." Shawn said.

"Do you promise that it won't happen again?" I asked. Shawn nodded his head violently.

"I promise." Shawn said. I nodded and smiled a little.

"Thank you." I said.

"You're welcome. Can we talk about the Camila jealousy now please?" Shawn said and asked. I sighed and nodded as we sat back down on the couch.

"Yeah." I said.

"Why are you jealous again?" Shawn asked. I scooted closer to him, needing to feel his warmth.

"I don't know. It started when her and Matthew broke up. I just, you're so amazing and you guys are so close and it makes me jealous at times." I said. Shawn put his hand to my cheek and rubbed it with his thumb. I noticed that he looked at me with so much love in his eyes.

"Mrs. Mendes, you have nothing to worry about, I promise. Her and I are just friends, nothing more than that." Shawn said. I nodded.

"It, um, it bothered me when you basically kicked me out of the hotel room so you guys could spend one on one time with each other. But I'm probably overreacting." I said, looking down. Shawn shook his head.

"No. You're not overreacting. I shouldn't have kicked you out and I shouldn't have said it the way that I did, just shrugging and saying that you'll figure out where to go. I'm sorry." Shawn said. I nodded.

"It's okay. I forgive you." I said.

"I'm so sorry that I said that thing about proposing to you. I didn't mean it at all. I fucking love being married to you Y/n. I really do." Shawn said. I smiled at him.

"It's okay honey, I forgive you. And I love being married to you too." I said. Shawn smiled at me and pulled me in for a hug. When we released from the hug, I sat on his lap and smiled at him as he continued to smile at me.

"You're so beautiful. So divine and gorgeous." Shawn said, causing me to blush, which then caused him to chuckle. I put my hand to his cheek and rubbed it with my thumb. He kept his hands on my waist and rubbed my waist with his thumbs.

"Well you're so gorgeously handsome and divine Shawny. I love you." I said. Shawn's smile widened.

"Thank you honey. I love you too. Now, I haven't kissed you in what feels like forever, can I please kiss you?" Shawn asked. I giggled and nodded.

"Yes, you can kiss me." I said.

"Oh thank God." Shawn said before he put his lips on mine. I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, and I felt sparks shoot through my body like fireworks. Shawn and I pulled away from the kiss and rested our foreheads together while we smiled.

"Shawn?" I asked.

"Yes my love?" He asked.

"Can we just lay on the couch and cuddle right now please? I just need to be close to you right now." I asked and said. Shawn smiled and nodded.

"Of course honey. Come here." Shawn said. He then held me as he laid down on the couch and we cuddled. It was in that moment, as he held me, that I knew that everything was going to be okay and that we would always be together.