Shawn Mendes imagines

Guess our secret's out

"I bet that I can reach the other end of the pool before you can." I taunt Shawn, my towel chucked over my shoulder as we walk through the hotel lobby to the pool. It was 10 at night and Shawn had reserved the pool just for us so we could have some time away from prying eyes.

"You think you can beat me?" Shawn grins, shoving me with his elbow and I glare at him, whacking him in the stomach with my hand.

"Of course I could. If you swim anything like the way you drive, you'll be eating my dust." I laugh, watching his eyebrows pinch in an irritated expression.

"Fine. You're on woman. First one to the end of the pool wins." He opens the door to the pool with his key card and the overbearing scent of chlorine hits me in the face.

I lead us over to the chairs to the side, the lap pool taking up the middle of the room. Chucking our towels on the chairs, I shimmy out of my T-shirt dress and turn around to see Shawn clad in a pair of black swimming shorts.

"Give a girl some warning won't you?" I tease, nudging him with my shoulder as I walk past him to the stairs of the pool.

"I could say the same to you." Shawn murmurs, his hands reaching out to rest on my waist, stopping me in my tracks. His front is pressed against my back and I try my best to ignore the shivers shooting down my spine at his touch.

"Are we going to swim or are we going to chat?" I look at him over my shoulder and he pouts, his bottom lip puffing out and he looks so adorable that I almost consider forgetting about swimming all together.

"We're going to swim!" His face lights up and the cheeky glint in his eyes should have been enough warning for what he was about to do. The world tips and in a flash I'm over his shoulder.

"Shawn!" I shriek, my laughter echoing around the deserted room. "Put me down."

"And why would I do that? We're just having a little pre-race fun." Then I've been thrown into the pool. The heated water surrounding me and I push off the tiled floor, rising above the water, gasping for air.

"You ass!" I shout, wiping the water off my face.
"Sorry Hun," He chuckles, sliding into the pool slowly.

"You won't be saying sorry soon." I huff, moving to the edge of the pool where our race would begin. "Remember, it's fair play here Shawn. No cheating."

"Just see if you can keep up sweetie." He grins maliciously and I roll my eyes.
"Ready?"
"Yep."

"Go." I take a gulp of air before pushing off the wall to propel myself further. I begin a freestyle stroke, kicking as fast as I could. When I take another breath I look to my left to see Shawn a meter or so behind me.

I focus on swimming again, pushing myself to go faster. Suddenly a hand wraps around my ankle pulling me back. I gasp, accidentally swallowing some of the chlorine packed water.

Shawn's in front of me now and I do the same thing to him, grabbing his own ankle to pull him back. Somehow the race is now forgotten. Shawn is standing up, trying to reach for me as I swim to the side, shrieking in mock fear.

"Come here," He laughs, lunging for me again but I dodge.

"Come and get me, slowpoke." I call, grabbing onto the edge of the pool. He's closer then I expected and it's too late for me to escape, his arms caging me in.