shawn mendes imagines

life of the party

OVERVIEW
y/n goes to a party and wakes up in shawn's bed the next morning.
(not smut ya nasty jfc)

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It was the pounding in my head and the light streaming in through the white curtains that woke me up. Nothing made sense. Not the reason why my head was pounding, not the strange bedroom, and definitely not the boy laying next to me in the same bed.

I sat up rather quickly, trying to figure out what in the hell happened last night.

"Dude, helloooo - who are you?? Wake up!!" I shook the boy, who in all honesty, was super hot.

He groaned and sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes to get the sleep away, "Can you, like, chill out for five minutes?"

My mouth fell agape at the stranger's words, feeling unbelievably vulnerable.

"No, I'm in some random ass dude's house, in his fucking clothes, and I have no idea what the hell is going on. So, sorry, I cannot 'chill for like five minutes'."

He looked at me now and realization struck his eyes as his face turned worried, "Sorry - Umh - Y/N, right? I didn't mean to, like, sleep in the same bed as you. I'm not a fuckboy or something and I know how this looks-"

"Just tell me what happened last night and stop talking so fucking fast, you're making my headache a thousand times worse." I interrupted the boy, rubbing my forehead in pain.

He looked down and slightly smiled before returning his gaze on me, "You were the life of the party. Everyone loved you last night, dancing on tables, telling the funniest jokes, you were the highlight of that party."

He kept his gaze on me, "Someone offered you a drink and you accepted and it kinda went crazy after that. You were obviously insanely drunk - but a funny kind of drunk, don't worry - and people loved it."

I nodded my head, some of the memories from last night coming back. But then a certain realization doomed in on me, causing my head to pound even harder. "This is crazy. I'm literally the most innocent girl ever - I don't do anything wrong and then all this shit happens! I'm literally a sophomore in highschool and I've never even had my first kiss!-"

"Not anymore," He interjected, causing me to give him a questioning look. "Like, first kiss was definitely covered last night, that's for sure."

After he spoke, my gaze turned to his hazel eyes and hatred filled them, causing him to widen his eyes and mumble an explanation, "Oh my God! I'm not that kind of boy, I promise! His name was Matthew - something. Matthew Espinosa I think?"

My heart raced faster at that name, knowing he was the most popular boy at my school. He was also a senior. Why in the hell would he even want to kiss me? Him of all people?

"It was a truth or dare game and someone dared you to kiss him and he was obviously more than willing," the boy shook his head, a frown settling on his lips, "shit happened and I know he's an asshole so I took it under my control to protect you the rest of the night." He finished, his cheeks a light crimson.

I shook my head, groaning in frustration, "So, my friends didn't even look out for me?"

"I'm not too sure. Seemed like you were everyone's friend last night," he looked in my eyes then turned to the night stand, "I charged your phone for you, because it was dead, and a bunch of texts were flooding your phone - you might wanna check that."

I grabbed my phone from the stranger, seeing countless of new Instagram followers, Twitter mentions, text messages from unknown numbers -- last night was way crazier than I ever could have remembered.

I went to my messages first, seeing a text from my best friend from 1:03 am last night.

from y/b/f:
hey girlllyyy, me and the girls decided to head out. saw you and shawn going upstairs, details tomorrow bitch!! love youuuu xx

My eyes widened as I read his name, now realizing who he was. The Shawn Mendes, and I'm in bed with him. I gulped, finally bringing my eyes to his, "So, you're Shawn?"

He looked up from his fiddling hands at the mention of his name, shaking his head up and down, "That's me, finally figured out who I am, huh? Last night was my party if you were wondering, this is my house," he leaned a little closer, finally giving me a good look of how fucking attractive he was, "but you stole the show from me."

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how fucking dead would u be if u woke up next to shawn fucking mendes in bed

it's chill tho guys lmaooo

i miss 2014 shawn so i brought back lotp supa rad (;

- amanda