Shawn Mendes Imagines

Illegal

We stood in intense silence next to eachother. I looked over at Shawn who had been looking my way also.

We had met eachother a while back, bumping into eachother on the NYC streets. Since then we have become really close. Today we went out in Toronto, so he could show me around

We were now back at my hotel, so he could drop me off. It was pretty late.

"Did you have fun today?" He broke the silence.

"Yea... I had a blast!" I pulled a piece of hair behind my ear.

I had noticed now that Shawn had moved a little closer to me.

Ny hand touched his by accident. I jumped slightly at the feeling of his hand.

"Um, s-sorry..." Shawn stared at me with longing eyes, for a while.

I started to feel self conscious with his eyes straight on me.

I don't I chose the highest room to be in. This elevator felt like it had been going on forever.

I bit my lip at the tension that had been building up. I took out my hair to busy myself, waving it around.

Shawn scratched his neck aggressively, looking at the ground, thinking

I studied him and his features. I guess I had been doing it for a while, cause he started to stare at me too.

He muttered quietly, "Fuck it," before grabbing me.

His lips smashed aggressively onto mine. It was all happening in the moment.

My hands clung into his curly, brunette hair. His massive arms were wrapped around me, carrying me. Shawn moved me against the wall.

I started to unbutton his shirt, as he ran one hand up my dress. I gave soft kisses along his jawline. Then he started to give wet kisses on my neck.

The bell rung and the elevator door opened. I had already fell back on my feet, fixing my hair quickly. Shawn was fixing himself as well.

We both smiled at the old couple waiting outside the elevator.

Me and Shawn had arrived to my room. I spun around facing him, closer than I expected.

"Shawn wh-" He put his finger on my lips.

"I know. I know..." Shawn whispered.

He leaned close to my face and opened my door behind me.

I walked in slowly, my mind still fuzzy from what had just occurred.

The door behind me closed quietly. Shawn came up behind me bringing his hands on my waist.

He spoke into my ear, "You know this usn't right... you're 17, I'm 20."

I sighed and turned around, "Then why does it feel so right?"

I put my hand on his cheek, but he pushed it off. He turned the other way. My hands found it's way to his shoulders.

"Shawn..." He didn't answer. My head rested on his back, as I was breathing his everyday cologne.

We stood there like that for atleast 20 minutes. Before Shawn turned back around and looked into my eyes. His hand now on my cheek.

"Goodnight Liv..." He sighed and then walked away to the door.

"Shawn you know age does not define maturity." He stopped at the door. I walked to my bags at started to pack them up.

Shawn spun me around, "I know that." He smiled and kissed me softly. He held that kiss for a long time, while my arms traveled around his neck.

I pulled away looking at his face, eyes closed, grinning. "I love you Shawn."

He opened his eyes with a surprised expression. "Liv I love you too!" The biggest smile appeared on his face.

I got picked up and swung around by his big, strong arms. I laughed out loud, glowing with happiness.

"Law will not define out relationship. You're all mine babygirl." Shawn held me and I kiss him again all over his face.