MY DUDESSSSS THIS ISNT A BLURB BUT I MIGHT HAVE ONE OF THOSE OUT IN A BIT TOO BUT FOR NOW YOU CAN ENJOY THIS
requested: hey, I was wondering if you could do one where reader is camila’s best friend and she meets shawn through her and all fluffy please
“y/n!” your best friend called, walking into your bedroom. “hurry
up we are going to be late!”
she walked into the room, her long black hair swaying behind her.
“i’m almost ready, give me a minute to throw my dress on.” you sighed, putting down the last makeup product you needed.
“hurry up y/n, we’re going to be late and my manager is going to kill me!” she exclaimed, throwing the burgundy velvet dress at you.
“camila, don’t worry it’ll only take me a second.”
you walked into your closet, carefully putting the velvet dress on along with a pair of nude heels to match.
camila cabello, who also happened to be your best friend, invited you to come along with her to the american music awards and you happily accepted.
you had been her biggest supporter since her fifth harmony days, and it didn’t stop just because she went solo. the two of you became best friends when you were 6 and she was 8. you were in the same dance class and had basically been inseparable since.
“okay, i’m ready.” you announced, entering your room again. “can you just zip the last part?” you asked, moving your long hair out of the way so camila could zip your dress up.
you made your way to the limo that just arrived to your house that would take you to the awards.
the ride there was spent talking, jamming to some of your favourite songs, and trying to get the nervous jitters out of your systems. you were going to be walking the red carpet with her, and you were nervous that you were going to
trip or something.
“oh y/n,” she said as you stepped out of the limo. “there’s someone i want to introduce you to later.”
you groaned, knowing she was trying to set you up with someone again. normally camila’s set-ups didn’t turn out well.
“trust me, you’re going to like this one. i promise.”
“it better not be another 27 year
old,” you said, smoothing your dress before stepping onto the red carpet with camila.
“that was one time y/n!”
you stood to the side as she posed
for pictures and watched as she was able to turn in every direction that a cameraman was yelling her name.
you weren’t sure how she did it, if that many people were screaming at you and all those flashes were in your face you were almost positive you would have an anxiety attack.
after about half an hour of watching camila pose for pictures, talk to various interviewers, and her introducing you to her celebrity friends, it was finally time to go in the arena.
camila wasn’t performing tonight, but she was nominated for a few categories which you hoped she won. in a way, you were thankful that she wasn’t performing, if she was performing would would be by yourself surrounded by celebrities and some of your idols.
“oh perfect!” she exclaimed as you were escorted to your assigned tables. “we’re at a table with the guy i want you to meet, but i think he’s performing first so you’ll have to wait.”
you rolled your eyes, taking your seat beside your best friend. you had the feeling that whoever she was going to set you up with would be a disaster.
once again, you sat in silence and watched as camila talked to a few more celebrities. of course she introduced you, but you really had
nothing to contribute to the conversation, and it’s not like they were interested in your life anyways.
the lights dimmed in the venue as the tune to a familiar song you heard on the radio a few times had begun.
the singer stepped towards the mic and started the song. you definitely knew this song from the radio but you didn’t know what it was called, all you knew was that he was better live.
“that,” camila whispered, leaning close to you. “is the guy.”
your eyes widened as you got a better look at his face, you had to admit, he was definitely attractive.
“and,” she continued. “he’s your age.”
you smiled, secretly hoping this one turned out well.
“you already like him.” she smirked, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms.
you shook your head as the lights turned back on and the show was on commercial break. camila told you shawn would be returning back to the table soon and it just so happened to be the only seat available was next to you.
you were absentmindedly scrolling through your instagram account waiting for the show to start when camila practically jumped out of her seat.
“shawn!” she greeted, pulling the tall boy in for a hug. “i missed you, it’s been so long!”
you smiled as they had a small conversation. once again, you had no purpose in their conversation so you resumed scrolling through instagram.
“oh shawn, i want you to meet someone.” she pulled him towards you. “this is my best friend y/n. y/n, this is shawn mendes.”
you shyly smiled at him, finally standing up from your seat. even though you were standing he was still a good 6 inches taller than you.
“hi, i’m shawn.” he held his hand out for you to shake.
you blushed, tucking a piece of loose hair behind your ear.
“y/n.” you shook his hand quickly before sitting down again. you hated that you were so shy, but you couldn’t help it.
shawn took the empty seat next to you as the lights dimmed, the show starting again.
they were announcing one of the categories camila was nominated for, when they said her name she nervously grabbed your hand. you have her a reassuring smile, you knew she was going to win this.
when the announcer called her name, she squealed hugging you and shawn before making her way to the stage. you clapped and cheered for her the same way you would’ve if you were at
home watching her on tv. she quickly made her acceptance speech, thanked everyone and her fans and she was ushered off. a few more awards were announced before commercial again.
you noticed shawn had been staring at you since camila’s name was announced.
“is there something on my face?” you ask, suddenly feeling insecure.
“no, why would you ask?” shawn said, furrowing his eyebrows.
“you were kind of staring at me.” you managed to say, your shyness taking over again.
shawn’s eyes widened as you caught him off guard. “oh, uh, i think you’re cute.” he stuttered a bit. “i mean, the way you cheered for camila was cute. i like your, uh, supportiveness.”
you giggled, “i don’t think that’s a word.”
shawn continued to talk to you, it was like he took a genuine interest in what you had to say. which you were surprised, no celebrity has ever done that.
unfortunately, the award show came to an end and it was time for camila to drag you to the afterparty. you hoped shawn was going too, you didn’t want to leave him just yet.
“y/n!” camila returned to the table while you were still having a conversation with shawn about school. “you ready for the after party?”
you groaned, partly because she interrupted you and partly because you didn’t want to go. “no.”
she rolled her eyes, “it’s going to be fun y/n, don’t be such a grandma.”
she grabbed your arm, pulling you up from for seat. shawn looked just as disappointed as you did.
“shawn are you coming too?” camila asked, letting go of your arm finally.
“i don’t think so, they aren’t really my thing.” he said, “i was actually
hoping to steal y/n away for a bit, maybe skip the party?”
you nodded, thankful that you didn’t have to attend that party. you knew you would’ve done nothing there anyways, especially since you didn’t know anyone there.
“bye, you two kids have fun!” camila called as you walked away. “and be safe, use protection!”
you shook your head at her comment as shawn led you out of the building. luckily he chose a different exit and you weren’t swarmed by fans. there were a few, which you didn’t mind since you weren’t surrounded.
a fan came up to shawn to ask for a picture which he accepted.
“is that your girlfriend?” she asked once they took the picture. “she’s pretty.”
shawn chuckled, “isn’t she? but no she isn’t my girlfriend.”
you smiled at the ground, not wanting them to see your red cheeks.
after about half an hour of walking around, shawn offered to drive you home. you knew camila was probably partying her ass off and she was most likely drunk so he was your only option of getting home.
you gave him the directions to your small apartment, arriving sooner than you thought. it was early morning so there was no LA traffic thankfully.
“wait y/n,” shawn grabbed your hand before you could get
out of the car. “i, i want to ask you something.
"oh, yeah sure, ask away.” you winced at how awkward your answer was.
“would you maybe want to go out with me? i would love to maybe one day see your pretty face cheer for me like you did with camila earlier.”