Shawn Mendes Imagines

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Shawn took a deep breath as he looked down at her contact. His thumb hovered over her contact. All of a sudden adrenaline ran through his body causing him to hit the call button. He brought the phone up to his ear and waited patiently for her to answer.

She was leaning against her bedroom wall staring at the wall as the song, "dusk till dawn," played softly in her room. Tears had been streaming down her cheeks staining them. She jumped at the sound of her phone ringing beside her. Her heart was beating against her rib cage when she noticed who was calling her. Her finger slid across the screen accepting the call.

"Hello?" Her voice was raspier than she expected it to be. She was afraid he would notice she had been crying. Then she remembered, it's not like he knows her that well.

"Hey y/n," her heart swooned at the way he said her name. Her smile faded when she soon realized that he was probably just calling to tell her to come over.

"I'm on my-." Shawn cut her off knowing what she was about to say.

"No, well I mean," Shawn started to panic, "I want you to come over, but not for that reason." He said rubbing his neck nervously.

She was confused, very confused actually. "What do you mean?" She asked standing up to turn down her music.

"I want to talk." Shawn said smiling lightly to himself. A small silence took over making Shawn panic once again.

Just as Shawn was about to say to forget it, she said,
"Me too Shawn." Relief washed over him like a wave.

"How does 6 sound?" He asked looking at the watch on his wrist.

"It sounds great."

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Shawn took a deep breath before swinging open the door to reveal her looking down at her dirty converses. She looked up and met his brown eyes. Something that she never really acknowledged before. She stepped into the house, and took in her surroundings. She only knew what his bedroom looked like, she ever really noticed his living room or the kitchen. She followed Shawn to the living room in an awkward silence.

Say something. Shawn thought as she sat down beside him on the leather couch.

Just tell him. She thought as she looked down at her chipped red nail polish.

"Y/n," Shawn said getting her attention, "what we have is amazing, but," Shawn paused causing her heart to drop to her stomach. "But I want more than that, I want an actual relationship."

"Oh," was all she could say. She looked down at her hands disappointment taking over her face.

"I guess I should go then." She said standing up from the couch. She was about to walk away when Shawn grabbed her hand. She turned around confused.

"I want that," he stood up, "I want that with you." He admitted, and all of a sudden it was like this weight was lifted off of his chest.

"Really?" She asked shocked, she honestly didn't think Shawn saw her in that way.

"Really." He said as he inched his face close to hers. Their lips met, and it wasn't like all the other times they've kissed, this time it meant something. It was more than just lust, it was full of love.

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