Shawn Mendes Imagines

just a dream

I was lonely most of the time when it came to having a boyfriend. To envy every couple that walked past my way. I wanted that. I've never had my first kiss, still a virgin. I'm 16 and feel empty inside for not having a boyfriend.

I shook the thoughts from my head and went inside to my house where my mother wouldn't come home till 5 and my father wouldn't be home till 7. So, I just went upstairs, plopped on my bed, and cried. I don't know exactly what I was crying about, but I did a lot of it. I decided to turn off my thoughts of crying and listen to music.

"You're listening to 103.5 KISS fm. Here's our number one hit, Stitches by Shawn Mendes" the radio voice said through my shaky stereo.

I adjusted the dial so that it was clearer listening to the sweet melody coming through it. I didn't know who this was but he sounded vaguely familiar.

And then, it hit me. Shawn Mendes was the most popular guy in my school. He actually made it, good for him. He was angelic and him and Lauren were deeply in love. Another couple at my school that I envied. Not because of the love, but because she had him. His long brown locks pushed up with gel. His deep brown eyes staring soulfully into hers. I wanted that, I needed that.

I laid down on my bed feeling the goosebumps on my arms rise. He was so good I couldn't believe it. How did I not notice in choir? He never took big roles.

"That song was dedicated to y/f/n" the radio spat.

I jumped up and looked around the room.

"That was Shawn Mendes singing Stitches" it repeated.

I sighed in relief laying back in my bed. It was just my imagination. That was weird of to think about. I laid back down closing my eyes. I felt someone's presence and quickly jumped up. I stared at the tall figure at my window. It's brown eyes staring at me. I slowly walked over to it sliding it open. My mind went absolutely blank when I saw that it was the boy on the radio.

"Shawn?" I said confused.

"y/n hey, how are you?" he chuckled as I helped him in.

"What are you doing in my house?" I asked.

"Some fans were chasing after me and I knew you had a ladder connected to your window cause we use to sneak out together" he smiled.

He sat on my bed nervously bouncing his knee.

"I thought you were on tour?" I asked confused.

"Oh no I finished a month ago" he replied. 

I nodded and crossed my arms.

"Shawn" I said.

"Hmm"

"Why are you at my house?" 

"I actually have to tell you something" he sighed looking at his feet.

I nodded and sat down next to him. 

"I actually came back because I'm in love" he smiled.

He looked back up at me. His eyes connected my eyes and lips. 

"I'm in love with you" he said leaning in.

I jolted up panting heavily looking around the room. Oh god, it was just a dream...