Shawn Mendes imagines

Suicide? Part 4

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Y/n POV
I wake up kinda early. It's 8:00. I quickly grab my things and head to the bathroom to take a shower. I wash my hair with the little shampoo and conditioner bottles the hotel provides. I get out of the shower, put on my clothes and go out of the bathroom. I look through my bag and see if I have any makeup. I only have primer, concealer, eyeliner, mascara and lipgloss. I let my hair air dry as I put on my makeup the best I can in the mirror on a desk.
I heave a knock on the door. "Come in" I say trying not no mess up my eyeliner. "Good morning, whatcha doing" Shawn says in a really deep voice that surprises me. My hand jumps and I mess up my makeup. Great. "Just trying to put on eyeliner" I say grabbing a makeup wipe and carefully rubbing it over my eyelid as I turn to Shawn. I see him on my bed with only sweat pants on. No shirt. I feel myself blushing so I quickly turn around to finish my eye. "Ugh" I say in frustration as I can't match my winged eyeliner with the other eyes side. "What's wrong" Shawn asks looking over at me. "I can't get this stupid.. wing to line up with the other eye." I say sighing. "Let me see" Shawn says pulling a chair to me. I show him my face. "Can I try?" He asks looking in my eyes. "Sure why not" I say grabbing the eyeliner and giving it to him. He places it in his hands and carefully holds my have with his other large hand. In a few minutes he stops and she's me the mirror. "Oh my god it looks so good! How did you do that" I say looking at him in amazement. "I don't know I just did it how the other side looked" he says blushing a little. "Well if you don't do singing as a career you should be a makeup artist" I laugh. I see a huge smile on his face. "Who knows" he says looking into my eyes.