Shawn Mendes Imagines (Editing + Open Requests)

♬0.1 - First Kiss

Imagine being best friends with Shawn and kissing him on the Kiss Cam.....

"At least they had a better first period than the last game we went to," I said, smiling.

"Yeah, could be better though," Shawn replied.

"Well, of course it could be better. There's always room for improvement."

"Is that why you always give my songs a nine out of ten?"

"Well, obviously."

"Wow," he grinned. "Still doesn't make it hurt less."

I laughed and gave him a playful shove. Shawn wasn't just my best guy friend — he was my best friend, period. We'd been close for about five years now, ever since the start of high school.

We used to look like total dorks, which is actually how we met. Some girl called us dorks in the hallway, and instead of being insulted, we both laughed about it. We've been inseparable ever since.

Only difference is... Shawn doesn't look like a dork anymore. Not even close. Meanwhile, the same girl who called us dorks recently tried to ask him out — and he actually turned her down.

I found it kind of ironic.

Now Shawn's popular, confident, and completely out of my league. But he never left my side, and because of that, I ended up falling for him. The only problem was... I was still the same awkward dork.

"The Kiss Cam's on," Shawn said, laughing. "It's always funny when it lands on people who aren't dating."

"You're so immature," I teased. "You know my aunt and uncle met that way? They didn't even know each other when the Kiss Cam landed on them — a year later, they were married."

He smiled. "Pretty sure you told me that last time we were here."

"Probably," I admitted. "I just think it's the cutest way to fall in love. So spontaneous."

"Also something you told me last game," he teased, still smiling.

I laughed — but his expression suddenly shifted.

"What?" I asked.

"Look at the jumbotron," he said, his face turning pink.

My heart nearly dropped out of my chest. The Kiss Cam was on us.

Shawn Mendes and me. My best friend. The guy I'd been crushing on for years but could never risk losing.

I turned toward him just as his lips pressed against mine. For a second, I froze — completely stunned — but then everything clicked.

Shawn was kissing me.

It was soft, hesitant, and full of uncertainty, but it meant everything. It wasn't just a joke or a dare — it felt real. So, of course, I kissed him back.

When he finally pulled away, the cold air rushed back between us. His cheeks were red, his eyes nervous — like he wasn't sure what I was going to say. I couldn't help but smile.

"So... the hockey game's pretty interesting," I said.

"How interesting?" Shawn asked, still looking at me.

"Ten out of ten."

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