Shawn Mendes Imagines

Brother's Bestfriend

"Ian could you stop taking my fucking phone?!" I screamed to him ripping it from his grip.

He chuckled shaking his head.

"Shawns coming over so be nice!" He yelled running upstairs.

He came back down the stairs with a big smile on his face.

"I'll be right back I forgot my hockey stuff at school!" He said grabbing his keys.

"Wait isn't Shawn coming?!" I asked sitting up from the couch.

"Yeah so be nice!" He yelled slamming the door behind him.

I slouched in the couch again and I heard him pull away. I sat there for a good twenty minutes. I heard the door swing open and saw the over towering Shawn standing above me. He snatched the remote from my grip chuckling.

"the hell Mendes! I had the remote!" I yelled reaching for it.

"So"

"So?! I was watching my show!" I yelled again.

He chuckled raising it above my head. I finally gave up slouching in the couch once again.

"fuck you" I mumbled.

"Don't mind if I do" he teased.

"Pig"

"Babe" he replied smirking.

"asshole"

"Beautiful" he finished.

"Are you high Mendes?" I asked cocking my eyebrow.

"high on you baby girl" he said crawling on top of me.

He slowly pressed his lips on mine as I held my hands to my chest eventually falling into the kiss. He chuckled in the kiss hovering over me. I pushed him off wiping the bottom of my lip. The door swung back open and I found Ian standing there with a smile on his face.

"did you play nice Mendes?" He teased setting his bag on the other chair.

Shawn looked at me smirking biting his lips looking me up and down.

"Oh definitely" he replied.