Shawn Mendes Imagines

35- Flirting

I sat alongside Shawn on the field watching his friends play football. I pulled at the grass as we produced small talk that was completely irrelevant.

"It sucks you can't play" I said to Shawn referring to his leg. He shrugged.

"Ye, I guess"

"You know, I'm surprised you still on the team you spend more games injured than you do actually playing" I joked. He narrowed his eyes before smiling and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"Wow baby, I like it when you feisty" he smirked. I winked at him playfully. "If i didn't know you as well as I do I would think you was flirting with me, miss y/l/n" he smirked once again.

"Ew, don't flatter yourself Mendes" I chuckling nudging his arm. He done the same to me but a little harder than he expected causing me to wince in pain and grab ahold of my arm. "Ow" I groaned.

"I'm sorry" he said starting to make a fuss.

"You're a horrible flirt" I chuckled.

"Wait, you knew I was flirting all along?" He asked. I nodded.

"Trying to" I corrected.

"Did it work?" He asked.

"Maybe" I smiled he leaned over and placed a kiss onto my cheek.

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Eh...

~kitty x