A/n: Explicit language in this one! Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoy this! Okay, let's begin!

Tonight, my boyfriend Shawn Mendes and I are going out to a bar with some friends. I put on black jeans and white tank top that was cut low in the front. I put on some makeup and looked in the mirror. I'm typically an insecure type of person, but I have to say, I was feeling quite confident. I couldn't wait for Shawn to see me. I walked out into the bedroom, where Shawn was and he looked at me. I couldn't read his expression but I still smiled.

"How do I look baby?" I asked.

"Are you really going to wear that?" He asked, and my smile fell.

"Yeah. Why?" I asked.

"Well it's cut a bit low in the front. Please get changed babe. I don't want you wearing that out at the bar." He said. My eyes widened. In our whole three years of being together, never has Shawn ever tried to control what I wear. In fact, he's never tried to control me at all, about anything.

"Well I like the outfit." I said.

"I do too, you look hot, but it shows some cleavage and we're going out where guys could be checking you, my girlfriend, out. I don't want you wearing that." Shawn said. I crossed my arms.

"Well I'm going to wear this. It's my body and I can wear whatever I want." I said.

"You're not going out in that outfit." He said.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"You're not wearing that in the bar." He said.

"Yes, I am." I said. A car then honked. "Our ride is here. Let's go." I said. He sighed and before we left the house he grabbed my hand.

"Let's just put up a front and pretend that we're okay." He said. I nodded and snatched my hand back.

"Whatever Shawn." I said, and I put on a fake smile as we walked out to the car. I even sat in the back with him as my best friend, Grace, drove us to the bar.

"Y/n you look hot!" Grace said. I smiled.

"Thank you. This outfit makes me feel confident and good about myself honestly. Maybe I should wear it more often." I said. I had been holding Shawn's hand - still putting up a front - and I felt him tense up. Oh well. We soon arrived at the bar.

"We're here guys." Grace said, and we all got out. I don't like alcohol, so I usually don't drink, but tonight I was going to need it. I went up to the bartender and asked for a Coors Lights. Grace gave me a funny look as Shawn stood nearby. He was talking to his friends that had met us there but was staring at me.

"What?" I asked Grace.

"You hate drinking. Why are you getting a beer?" She asked. I sat down and told her about what had happened at home. She was pissed.

"Like, for once, I feel good about myself and confident and then he tries to tell me what I can and can't wear." I said.

"Listen to me Y/n, this is your body, so it's your choice. Wear whatever the fuck you want." Grace said. I nodded. I then felt someone tap me on the shoulder and looked over to see some guy standing next to him.

"Hey gorgeous. Want to dance?" He asked.

"No thanks. I have a boyfriend." I said.

"Oh come on, he doesn't have to know." He said.

"Dude, she said no, so leave her alone." Grace said. The guy scoffed and walked away. A few minutes later another guy came up to me.

"Hey sexy. Want to dance?" He asked.

"No thank you. I have a boyfriend." I said. The guy frowned.

"And he let you out of the house dressed like that?" He asked.

"I can wear whatever I want. He doesn't control me." I said. The guy walked away and I turned back to Grace. I looked over her shoulder and saw Shawn watching me. He looked furious. Why did he look so upset? I had gotten two guys to get away from me. I went up to him, but before I could talk, his friend Jon started talking to me.

"Y/n you look hot!" He said.

"Dude, shut up, she's mine." Shawn said before looking back at me. "How about we go home?"

"We just got here. Let's have some fun." I said.

"Fine." He said with a sigh. I went back to Grace and sat down.

"He wants to leave but I said no." I told her. She rolled her eyes.

"I get that he's protective of you and stuff, but still, you can wear whatever he fuck you want. You are your own person." Grace said. I nodded and finished the beer but decided not to have another one. Grace and I went out to the dance floor and danced as Shawn looked on. After a bit, it was time to leave. Instead of sitting in the back with Shawn, I sat in the front with Grace. She soon dropped us off at our house and we went inside.

Shawn and I went upstairs to get changed. I grabbed some pajamas and went into the bathroom. Shawn had barely talked to me all night, and because of what? An outfit? He can't control me. When I first put that outfit on, I thought that he was going to smile and say that I looked wonderful or beautiful or something, but instead, he tried to get me to change. I began to cry as I wiped away my makeup. I felt hurt. I then heard a knock at the door, and when I didn't answer, Shawn tried to open it, but couldn't because I had locked it.

"Y/n, please open the door." He said.

"Fuck off Shawn." I said.

"Y/n, you either open up this door, or I bust it down." He said. I sighed and opened the door.

"What do you want Shawn?" I asked as I went back to getting changed.

"I want to know how I can fix this. How can I fix this babe?" He asked.

"DON'T TRY TO FUCKING CONTROL ME! I AM MY OWN DAMN PERSON AND I'M GOING TO WEAR WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!" I yelled. Shawn's eyes went wide. I almost never yell. "For once I was feeling good about myself, and I was hoping that when you saw the outfit, you would smile and say that I looked beautiful, but instead you asked me if I was really going to wear that, which made me feel like shit. And then you tried to tell me that I couldn't go out while wearing it. I'm my own fucking person Shawn, and I'm an adult. I can do what I want and wear what I want. You may be my boyfriend, but you have no fucking right to try and control me." I said. He nodded before speaking.

"I shouldn't have said and done all of that. You just looked so hot and gorgeous, and I was afraid that if we went to the bar with you wearing that, then I would lose you to another guy." Shawn said.

"Shawn, then tell me that. Don't tell me that I can't wear that outfit, tell me exactly what you just said. I'll be honest, if you had told me that, I probably wouldn't have changed, but I would have reassured you that you're never going to lose me to anyone. Shawn, I love you and only you. Nobody else. You're never going to lose me." I said. Shawn nodded and tears formed in his eyes and quickly began to fall. I walked over to him and held his face in my hands as I wiped his tears away.

"I'm sorry for trying to control you and everything." He said.

"I can't say that it's okay, because what happened wasn't okay, but thank you for apologizing to me." I said. Shawn nodded.

"I love you baby. You're so gorgeous all of the time, but when I saw you in that outfit, I knew that guys would hit on you because you looked so hot babe. You looked so stunning, just like always. I love you, and I don't want to lose you, ever." Shawn said. I pulled him in for a hug. As he wrapped his arms around my waist, I ran my fingers through his hair.

"I love you too. You're never going to lose me. Not now, not ever. I love you too fucking much to let go of you. Just don't let what happened tonight happen again, okay baby?" I asked. He nodded his head.

"Okay. Um, babe?" He asked as he pulled away from the hug a little but we kept our arms around each other. I nodded.

"Yes handsome?" I asked. He blushed.

"I may or may not have taken a picture of you when we were still at the bar. You just looked so hot and you were laughing at the time. Is it okay if I post that picture on Instagram?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah." I said. He kissed my cheek and then went and made the post. Soon, my phone dinged and I saw that Shawn had posted it. I actually liked the picture of me, and I read the caption.

"Went out to a bar tonight with a few friends and this smoke show that I'm lucky enough to call my girlfriend. What a babe. Holy crap I'm lucky." He wrote. I smiled at it and liked it. I then commented on it. "I'm all yours babe, and I'm the lucky one." I wrote. Shawn smiled.

"I love you Shawn." I said as we sat down on our couch.

"I love you too." He said. He then leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back and felt such magical feelings. I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, and I felt sparks shoot through my body like crazy. Shawn and I pulled away and smiled at each other. He then went back to his phone, and I went back to my book that I had been reading. I heard him sigh and then toss his phone a bit away from him. He got up and left the room. Huh? I got up and followed him out onto the back deck, where he had gone. I put my hand on his back and he jumped.

"Shhh, it's just me babe. What's going on honey?" I asked. He pulled me in for a tight hug.

"Come here." He said. I wasn't sure of what was going on, but of course I hugged him back. He was practically squeezing the life out of me.

"Shawn?" I asked.

"Hmmm?" He responded.

"Can't breathe." I said. He released me from the hug.

"Sorry." He said as he then leaned up against the railing of the deck. I put my hand on his back and rubbed, trying to soothe him.

"It's okay. What's going on babe?" I asked. He put his head in his hands for a moment before looking at me.

"There's a whole bunch of people commenting sexual things about you. They're saying that they'd 'like to hit that' and shit like that. You're fucking mine, understand?" Shawn asked.

"Baby, don't worry. I'm all yours. My heart belongs to you and only you. Nobody else. Come on honey, it's late, let's go to bed." I said. Shawn nodded and hugged me again, but not as tight this time. He then kissed my forehead and the spot that he kissed was left feeling tingly even after his lips were no longer there. We turned off the lights downstairs and held hands as we went up to our bedroom. We cuddled up to each other, and having his arms around me made me feel so safe and warm.

"Good night my gorgeous and darling girl who is so beyond precious to me. I love you." Shawn said. I blushed.

"Good night my handsome and amazing man who is more precious to me than anything in this world. I love you too." I said. He kissed my forehead again and then rested his forehead against mine as he rubbed my back. He hummed in contentment.

"This is nice." He said.

"It is. Everything with you is nice. Well, except for fighting." I said. He chuckled.

"No, that's not nice at all. Sleep well my love." He said. I nodded and quickly fell asleep. Although I'm not glad that Shawn tried to get me to change, I'm glad that Shawn told me how he really felt and I'm glad that things are better now.