Shawn Mendes Imagines

Throughout the years

Shawn x Reader

I don't know but this might get emotional so get the tissues. Also, idk maybe this is going to be long. We'll see.

Two and a half years earlier
"Y/N? I need to tell you something. I mean, I'd love to." "Go ahead." I friendly smiled at him. He was just too cute. "I, um, well, this isn't very easy for me because you are you and I am just me." "What?" I chuckled confused. "I like you a lot. I just couldn't keep it in anymore." "Well, finally." I clapped my hands before walking towards the tall boy. "What?" "I like you too. A lot. You cute muffin." I crashed my lips against his. His hands landed on my hips, then on my cheeks. He caressed my face with his thumbs. "I, wow."

Two months later
"Hey." I greeted Shawn while walking towards him with my friends. "Hey." "That's, it? No kiss, nothing? Well, that's a way to greet your girlfriend." "Naw, come here." He pulled me into his arms before kissing me softly. "I thought you didn't want your friends to see, that you're hanging around with me."
He whispered, explaining himself. "What? Why would I want that?" Slowly I laced my fingers with his. "Because I'm just me." "You aren't just you. You are my boyfriend. The one that makes me happy. Who has an effect on me no one else has." I whispered back while the others were lost in a conversation, not paying attention to me and Shawn. He placed a sweet kiss on my nose before smiling dreamily. "So, what do you wanna do on this Friday afternoon?" "Mostly eating." I stated grinning. "How about, we make muffins? I'm home alone by the way." He winked at me while his face was only inches away from mine. "That came out completely wrong. But I know you get what I mean." He added quickly. "Sounds good. You know, I make the best muffins." "Then today will be your chance to prove yourself." "Bye guys!" I waved at my friends while walking to the bus stop with Shawn. Sitting in the bus I leaned my head against his shoulder. "I love you." He mumbled against my head. "I love you too." "How?" "What?" "Why aren't you with a more muscular guy? A guy that looks better with you." "Stop thinking you are not worthy enough to be my boyfriend! I. And now, that's the point where you have to take notes. Don't. Want. Anyone. Else. Got it?" A crooked smile appeared on his lips.
When we got off the bus I walked in front of him. Quickly I sprinted away. "Are you serious now? Wait!" Shawn shouted after me. "Come, get me!" I ran but after a few seconds already I felt two hands wrap around me and holding me tightly. "I let you catch up." "Yeah right, babe. Of course you did." "Yeah, so I could feel your arms around me." "That's the worst excuse I've ever heard." "Uh, come on, stupido." He let go of me and intertwined his fingers with mine before we walked to his house. I was just standing in front of the counter when suddenly two hands turned me around. Gently he laid his hands on my butt cheeks and then on my waist. When I felt one of his hands slide under my shirt I immediately knew what he was doing. "Shawn, your hands aren't that dry normally. What have you done?" I stood in front of a mirror and saw two white hands on my black jeans. "Are you serious? Okay, since I don't wanna start a flour war now because we would have to clean it up, I'm just gonna leave it here." Shawn was laughing while washing his hands. "I'm excited for what your parents will say if they see me like this." I stated laughing.

Now (Two years and eight months later obviously)
"I'm sorry. But I don't want to hurt you or stop you from doing what you want to do." Shawn said with watery eyes. "Shawn, that's not how it works. Okay, this is not how it works. I love you and I wanna be with you. I don't care how often you are away. I only care about the times that you are with me." He wraps his arms around me. "Don't be a fool and say that you love me. I know that you don't wanna hear this but I'm always on the move." He hummed softly into my ear. "No, don't lyrics me." He continued humming. "I'm not tryna ruin your happiness baby. But darling don't you know that I'm the only one for ya?" I sang back now. "I love your voice." Shawn whispered. "I love you, Shawn." "Look, Y/N. You can't even imagine how much I love you. But with the World Tour coming up I just don't wanna break your heart. I wanna be with you." "Then I'll come with you." He looked at me in confusion. "What?" "I don't care about how much I'll have to pay, how broke I'll be afterwards and how stressing it will be. I'll be with you." "Are you serious?" "Do I look like I'm joking?" Shawn crashed his lips against mine. "Y/N I was so scared, I really thought I could do all this without you." "Shut up idiot. You will never get rid of me." Passionately he captured my lips with his. I could feel the eagerness rise in him. "You are a weirdo." I whispered while we continued on the bed. "First you wanna break up with me although you definitely don't and then you are l-" His lips interrupted my talking. "Shh. I was down as fuck because of this so please." I pulled him on top of me while he continued with the kisses.

Later that night
I listened to Shawn's heartbeat while he was sleeping and my head was lying on his chest. Struggling with falling asleep I decided to stand up and sit down on the chair that stands in our bedroom for a moment. Cautiously I tried to free from his grasp. I didn't want to wake him up. After I succeeded I tip-toed over to the chair and sat down. Thoughtfully I looked out of the window, watching the raindrops fall and run down the glass of the window.
"What are you doing up, baby?" Rapidly I got dragged out of my thoughts by Shawn's voice. He laid in bed while looking at me. "Nothing, I just couldn't sleep. I'm just thinking a little." "Come on, tell me. What's it? Is it because of what I said? I don't even know what was going on with me when I told you that. I still love you the same way I did at the beginning." "It's not that." "Then what is it?" Slowly I closed my eyes while biting my nail. Unexpectedly I felt two strong hands on my shoulders. He squatted down next to the chair, looking at me from down there. Before he had done that he quickly turned on a small lamp. "What is it then?" Gently he caressed my thigh. "Baby?" "It's nothing, just go back to bed." "Not without you. Not before you don't tell me." Shawn took my hand in his. "Fine. Don't you think it's funny too?" "Wh-what?" "Two years ago, you thought you wouldn't be good enough for me. Pure crap. Now I'm the one, sitting here and wondering about whether I am even slightly good enough for the Shawn Mendes." "Oh my god." Shawn commented. "I'm sorry, okay?!" I yelled at him. "Hey, relax. It's okay. Look." He got up and guided me to the bed. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap. "Do you remember the first time we made muffins together?" "Yeah. My first flour prints on my butt ever. And the reaction of your dad was precious. 'I don't even wanna know what you two did here.' Awesome." I giggled staring into his beautiful eyes. "I never had as much fun at a concert as I had with you that day. And I never enjoyed something as much as being with you. So don't you dare think like that anymore. I'm the only one that's allowed to do that in our relationship. Got that?" I stayed silent. "Got that?" Shawn asked again. "No answer? You know what that means right?" He started tickling me but I couldn't escape. He hold me tightly with one arm while tickling me with the other one. "Got it! Got it!" I squealed before he stopped.
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Okay so this is it guys. REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Love y'all!