Shawn Mendes Imagines

34. Texts

A/N : Yeah Shawn's supposed to be drunk in this imagine, but I don't know how to write like a drunk person in English, and I just find that so freaking annoying to read so yeah...

Enjoy !

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Y/N's perspective

Shawnie : Baby !

Me : Hey, Shawn. What's up ?

I don't raise the nickname since Shawn calls me like that quite often without any specific reason. I still think it's a bit weird though, but he doesn't seem to agree with me on that point so I just drop the subject every time someone brings it back on the table.

Shawnie : Just wanted to talk to u

Me : Ok ?

Shawnie : You hot, u know that ?

Me : Are u alright ?

Shawnie : Ya... Just horny

My eyes widen as I read Shawn's last text. He has never talked to me like that. I mean... Yeah he has, but he's never talked that way about me. He was just saying that randomly, probably to make me feel awkward just like every time he makes a joke.

Me : Wtf Shawn ?

Shawnie : Haven't noticed I've been eye fucking you for years ? Undressing you every fucking time I see you

I glup at his words. What does he mean by that ? He has had a crush on me ? Since when ? Why is my best friend talking about me like that ?

Me : What's happening to u, Shawn ?

Shawnie : Open your eyes, doll. Want you so bad

My breathing gets heavier and heavier. My cheeks are even turning red. I don't understand why Shawn's telling things like that. We've been friends for years, and he has never showed any interest in me as a girlfriend or anything else than a friend. Don't get me wrong, he's a handsome and amazing guy, but I just can't let that happen. That would ruin our friendship for sure.

Shawnie : Just wanna fuck you all night long

Me : Ok, got it. You're drunk, aren't you ?

I wait a few seconds before he answers, and I swear it's the longest seconds ever.

Shawnie : No baby hahha. Just high

Shawnie : And yeah... Maybe a bit drunk too

I sigh and throw my phone onto my bed. I then run a hand through my long hair in frustration, my eyes starting to burn. I hate it when he drinks or smokes. I'm just afraid he gets hurt or something, but he never cares about me being worried for him. He even plays with that, just like right now.

I wait a bit more before grabbing my phone back, many notifications on my screen already. I hate when he does that too, spamming me with texts.

Shawnie : Hey Y/N, why aren't you replying ?

Shawnie : Baby ! Miss you

Shawnie : Fuck, don't ignore me

Shawnie : Holy shit Y/N ! I need your help. I'm fucking horny just bc I was thinking about you

Shawnie : Y/N !