A/N: hi this is cute and I’m dedicating it to my bb @illumninate cause she’s sad and I don’t want her to be!! She deserves sunshine and happiness!! Jealous shawn is the sexiest shawn xoxo
“I was a really dorky kid.”
Shawn and I were laying naked on the hotel bed somewhere in Europe. It was well past midnight, but neither of us knew exactly how late it was, and nor did we care. We were talking about our childhoods in the dim light from the city that poured in through the window, and he was telling me about the extent of his Harry Potter obsession.
“You still are a dorky kid,” I reminded him. Shawn made a noise of protest and strung his arm out across my face as a form of chastising me. I giggled and pushed it off, intertwining his hand with mine and kissing it lightly. We looked at each other as he tried to fake unimpressed, though his grin was deceiving him. “I’m kidding baby, don’t worry. I bet you impressed all the girls with your extensive Harry Potter knowledge,” I assured him. Shawn shook his head at me, grinning still and giving a small squeeze to my bare sides that made me squirm and laugh. With his hands still on my sides, he brought me towards him, nuzzling his head into my neck. His hair was still a little sweaty from the sex we’d just had, and the silky locks tickled my jaw.
You’re pulled from a peaceful sleep by the buzzing of your phone beside you in bed. You squint at the bright screen to see the caller ID first, it’s Shawn. Next you glance at the time, 2:34am. You take a second to force yourself to wake up a little before allowing yourself to answer.
“I’m sorry it’s so late,” he says. You can tell he’s feeling really anxious, just by the sound of his voice and the fact that he called even though he knew it was late. He wouldn’t have called unless he really needed you. He cares too much about you for that.
“It’s okay, babe, what’s up?” You question, still trying to sound more awake than you are at the moment.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have woken you.” He responds, sounding defeated, and not answering the question of why he called in the first place.
“It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.” You lie.
“You were asleep.” He knows you too well.
“I didn’t want to be. Now baby, tell me what’s wrong.” You gently encourage.
It takes a little more coaxing, but eventually, he does tell you why he called in the first place. He was feeling jet-lagged and stressed about work. Feeling the pressure from all around him, and he just didn’t think he could take it anymore. After about thirty minutes of talking to him, reminding him how much he’s meant to be doing what he’s doing, and how absolutely capable he is, and lastly, how much you love him and are proud of him, he finally seems to be feeling a little better. He apologizes for waking you, but truly you don’t mind at all. You still have a few hours left to sleep, and he has to start getting ready for the day, so you say goodbye to him, promising to text him when you wake up in the morning.
“Read my fucking lips, Mendes.” Y/N seethed, the fabric of his button down wrinkling in between her fingers. Shawn had a smirk planted on his face as Y/N’s hips had him nailed to the walk. Well, as much as they could keep behind her. “I’m not in the mood for your games. If you so much as—”
“What? Are you gonna ‘threaten’ me?” He asked, wrapping his hand around her balled fist at the bottom of his shirt holding him against her. “No.” She grinned, releasing his grip. “Not at all.” Her hips move in all their curvaceous glory as she stalks off down the hall. If he was gonna play innocent, so would she.
The party hadn’t even reached the two hour mark yet, and Shawn could already feel himself struggling in his tight black jeans. Y/N socialized in the dim light, flashing smiles that could break hearts if you looked right at her. When she said she wouldn’t threaten Shawn, she meant that. But, teasing him was something even better and far more rewarding for the both of them.
She approached a woman she’d seen regularly when she was waved over, someone up at Shawn’s label if she recalled properly. It was the normal “How are you?’s” in a tone far too gingerly for the middle of October, on a Saturday night at a work-related function. She replied anyways, milking the conversation dry.
When she turned around she knew Shawn’s eyes would be following her every move. The people she conversed with, the way her feet stride over the linoleum tiles, her way her dress hiked up her thighs every time she moved. He’d see it all and sweep in at any second.
“Nice seeing you too, Niall!” She called as he disappeared off down the hallway she’d previously manhandled Shawn in. “You think you’re so fucking sneaky, don’t you?” He huffed in her ear. Bingo.
“Me? Never.” The insincerity in her reply was too obvious and it only drove Shawn even farther up the walls. The way they fought to get out of the room is a blur as Shawn drags her from the commons, muttering something about “feeling a little under the weather” to those that tried to stop him.
When she did finally focus back in, they were in the car, Shawn’s fingers dancing in between her thighs, working her up before they could even fully leave the parking lot.
Shawn has basically been pregnant with me during the last 4 months. He would wake me up in the middle of the night saying he was craving a cheeseburger and did I want one. I mean, obviously I did, but who’s the pregnant one here? Watching the excitement in his face as we set up the nursery and picked out clothes and toys and bedding was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s been looking forward to meeting our little baby since the very first day it was confirmed that I was pregnant. I love him for that. For always supporting, and loving, and caring for me.
All of these heartwarming thoughts are flooding my brain as I stare at Shawn pacing back and forth in the hospital room. “Shawn, baby, I’m fine. My contractions aren’t that close together yet. Have patience.” I say to a frantic Shawn, trying to calm him down a little. He just huffs and stands still, tapping his foot restlessly on the ground. “Shawn. Come here.” I reach out my hand as Shawn walks over to me, a defeated look on his face. “I’m sorry. Sorry,” he says, taking both of my hands in his, “I’m just so nervous and I want everything to go as perfectly as possible. And I just really love you so much and-” Shawn’s tangent is interrupted by the doctor finally entering the room with a warm smile on his face.
Irritable is probably the best word to describe
you right now. So far this whole day has just been taxing on you emotionally,
and you are in not mood to deal with anything at the moment. You’ve just walked
in the door, but you have about thirty minutes before you’re supposed to leave
again to go to an event with Shawn.
All you want to do is to sleep, but you know you don’t even have time
for a power nap. You glance in the bathroom mirror, and quickly apply more
makeup before entering the bedroom and pulling out the dress you had picked out earlier.
Shawn is supposed to be here soon, and you’re still not even dressed. In your
rush, you somehow manage to jam the zipper of your dress, leaving it half
zipped in the back, and it won’t budge. You’re still trying to un jam it when
Shawn knocks on the door. “Come in.” You call, and the door swings open. He
stops when he sees you, only taking a second to notice the frustration on your
face, and your two hands behind your back, still trying to unjam the zipper.
A small smile ghosts his face, “Come here. Let me fix it.” Is all he says, and
you do, closing the distance between the two of you. He manages to fix the
zipper in a few seconds and then he wraps his arms around you from behind. He
kisses your cheek and simply holds you. You try to wiggle out of his arms,
knowing you’re going late and you still have to find the heels you want to wear,
but he doesn’t let go. He squeezes slightly, and says calmly, “You look
beautiful. Don’t worry about the time. We’ll get there when we get there. Just breathe for a second baby.” He knows you too well. He knows when you’re stressed and freaking out, and he has a way of calming you like no one else can.
Note: OKAY GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST IMAGINE (Or fanfic or whatever you
want to call it, like I said I AM NEW.) Please be gentle with me, and
truly any feedback would be great! :)
waited in line for your first “meet and greet”. You weren’t
exactly sure how they worked or what was going to happen or even how
much time you would even get to talk to him, but you felt excited for
your best friend. Celie had loved
Shawn for years, she loved to talk about how she knew about him before
his MAGCON days, whatever that was. If you were being completely honest,
the only reason you were actually at this concert was to accompany
Celie as you watched all her dreams come true…And the fact that he was
the making of a young John Mayer didn’t hurt. As the line inched up you
with your hair, noticing your horrible split ends. Celie on the other
hand was wired, you could practically hear her heart beating from a mile
“Girl,” you said lightly touching her arm, “you better quit
it, you’re gonna start to sweat off your make up.” You said to her with a
“I know, I knoooow.” She said with pleading eyes, “But you don’t understand, I can’t believe we are about to meet him!!!”
laughed, you loved seeing Ce this excited. You inched up in line,
only noticing you guys were next because you realized you reached the
red tape on the floor. Looking up you felt like you almost had the wind
knocked out of you. Your eyes widened staring straight ahead.
“Is that him, Celie?” You said half pointing over at probably the hottest guy in the room.
rolled her eyes, “Yes Y/N, come on now, I’ve showed you soooo many
pictures and videos!” She wasn’t lying, she had shown you. But it didn’t do him
“Common, you’re up!“ the bald man shuffling girls along said to us.
room started spinning. I took a deep breath and felt my body walk
forward. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. I watched him turn
around to face us, his dark brown eyes locking with mine immediately as
Celie ran up to him giving him the biggest hug I have honestly every
witnessed. God his eyes looked like chocolate, I thought to myself.
Celie squealing brought me back to real time.
Celie. Wow, I’m sorry I can’t believe I’m meeting you. I brought my
friend along as a witness, she knows how long I’ve waited for this!”
Celie said jumping up and down as she spoke. It felt like Shawn and I
hadn’t taken our eyes off of each other since I walked up to him.
hey, so nice to see you Celie!” Shawn said breaking our eye contact
looking down at her. Then he looked back up at me again, GOD those eyes
made me melt, “I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name.” He said to me,
making my heart skip several beats.
“Y/N, nice to
finally meet the guy my best friend is always gabbing about.” You say
playfully bumping Celie with your hip. It was something about him that
made your jaded heart go thump again. You felt so silly, like a 6 year
old fan girl, not that there was anything wrong with that but…about
SHAWN? Common Y/N, you said to yourself. You just got out of a horrible
and scary relationship, maybe it was just the attention from a kind male
that got you hot and heavy.
“You guys excited to hear what
I got for you tonight?” He smiled with his stupidly perfect teeth, not
breaking eye contact with you. Him staring made you feel compelled to
answer, even though Celie was already rambling off about her favorite
“Beyond.” You said tucking a piece of your
hair behind your ear, flashing back a smile. “I have a couple favorites
off the new album. It’s practically on repeat in our apartment.” You
said to him with a laugh. Wow, this boy was really doing things to
“Alright ladies, smile!” The photographer said
forcing you three into a picture pose. Shawn wrapped his giant arms
around your waist resting a hand on your hip. Goosebumps immediately
surfaced on your arms which made you blush as you half smiled for the
camera. He let go of Celie, then slowly slid his hand to your lower
“It was so nice to meet you,” he said looking at you, “And
you too, Celie.” he said looking over at your best friend. He said
something else to Celie but your head was spinning from his hand still
resting on your lower back. Was that on purpose?
“Well, we will see you soon! We have SECOND ROW tickets!!!” Celie said to Shawn matter of fact-ly.
“Amazing,” He said turning back to me with a little grin, “Soon then?”
“Soon.” You said back, hoping there was more meaning to this.
listened to Celie ramble about Shawn the whole walk over to your seats,
“Yeah, he was pretty amazing Ce. So genuine, and sweet.” You said to
her still in a daze. He couldn’t have meant more by ‘soon" right? That’s
silly. Your head is in the clouds. He’s not going to like a girl he met
at a meet and greet. You repeated over and over in your head.
Celie said grabbing your arm, “as much as I hate to admit this, and it
sounds a lil crazy but he seemed a liiiiiiittle bit interested in you,
girl.” You snapped out of your daze hearing this.
don’t be ridiculous” You said with a half hearted laugh. “I- no, there’s
just no way. He probably does this with every girl.” You said shaking
“Hey, I just calls ‘em how I sees 'em.” Celie said shrugging.
it wasn’t just you? Celie saw it too? You guys arrived at your seats,
wow they were really REALLY close. It was inevitable you would really
see each other again. The lights dimmed and the concert stage lights
went nuts flying over the crowd showing everybodys faces. Shawn stepped
out, looking just as handsome as you remembered 30 minutes ago. Your
heart pounded as he began to sing
“I won’t lie to you…..”
sang as you listened and sang along lightly, but mainly just listening
to his voice. Everything about him seemed to be special and unique to
you now. His eyes panning the crowd, a huge grin on his face the entire
time. You wanted him to look down at you so badly, but he was 500% in
the moment and you actually loved that too. He cared about his music and
his fans, he really did.
Shawn announced the last
song and you felt your heart sink a little, partly because you knew this
was going to give you post concert depression and also partly because
the little Cinderella story you created in your head never really came
true. You quickly snapped out of that though, you were at an amazing
concert with your BEST friend having the time of your life.’ Live in the
moment, Y/N.’ you said to yourself. You began dancing with Celie, and
right before the lights went down you sore Shawn looked at you. The
concert ended and everyone shuffled out of the venue. Some girls still
screaming, some crying, some wearing their newly bought concert
t-shirts. You and Celie walked outside letting the cooler air hit your
flushed skin, it felt amazing.
Walking down the steps of the
venue you felt Celie grab your arm, "Ummmm, Y/N….“ She said pointing
with her other hand at a man holding a sign that read 'CELIE + Y/N.’ You
stared at him with confused eyes, had somebody called you a car? Your
mom and other friends knew you drove but that was the only logical thing
you could think.
“Uh, hi, we’re Y/N and Celie.” You said walking up to the man holding Celie’s hand.
perfect! So glad I found you girls!” The man said, like everything was
perfectly normal. “Follow me please.” He continued folding the side and
walking back to the venue.
“Wait what? I’m sorry who
are you and what’s going on?” You said to the guy squeezing Celie’s
hand, a little excited and a little scared.
sorry, I thought you girls knew!” He said with a chuckle. “Shawn has
kept the venue rented for the night, it’s one of his good buddies,
Geoff’s, birthday and they’re throwing a bash inside. There’s a bunch of
bounce houses, dancing, you know what all you kids do.” He laughed,
“and he said he would love if you could join. I know it’s bizarre but he
said you guys were cool.” He shrugged looking between the two of us. I
was beside myself, was this really happening, my head went dizzy again.
WE ARE SO DOWN.” Celie said squeezing my hand practically cutting off
my circulation and then yanking me closer to the man almost pulling my
arm from it’s socket.
“Sounds good…” I said
smoothing my hair and looking down at my outfit. You weren’t sure if
jean shorts and a white crop top with converse was appropriate gear for a
birthday party but hey, live in the moment. You two ran inside after
the guy passing girls who were staring you down, seeming to know the guy
who was leading you back into the venue was.
walked back into the arena, which looked totally redone in the 40
minutes you were outside. There were balloons EVERYWHERE and a good
amount of people ages 18-28 hanging out, running around, drinking,
playing in the bounce houses, and doing the obstacle courses. It looked
SO fun, you were immediately happy with your decision.
here’s the birthday boy!” the man said grabbing another guys hand
pulling him into a hug, “This is Geoff. Geoff this iiiiis…….” he
looked down at the sign, “Celie and Y/N, they’re Shawns guests.” He said
patting Geoff on the back, “Have fun!” He walked away over to another
group of people.
“Celie and Y/N, eh? Nice to meet you two. I was beginning to think I was Shawn’s only friend.” He joked.
we are very new friends if that counts.” Celie said with a laugh
touching Geoffs arm. “Hey, what do ya bet I can double bounce you higher
than you can double bounce me….” She said eyeing Geoff.
are you challenging the birthday boy?!!” He said throwing his hands up,
“That’s mighty bold of you Miss. Celie.” He joked. “You’re on.” he said
tilting his head towards the bonce houses.
“C'ya later, Y/N!!!” Celie said running over into the sea of bounce houses.
gave her a half hearted sarcastic wave standing alone in this giant
arena. You stood looking around for a minute before you followed your
nose to the cotton candy stand. You grabbed a pink tuff, examining your
cotton candy you took a fluffy piece in between your fingers. Smiling
you put it in your mouth as you swiveled around running into someone,
“OH, shit sor-” You said looking up. At Shawn. Fuck.
know 'soon’ meant you trampling me down, cotton candy in hand!” He
joked running a hand thru his mildly curly hair. You didn’t remember it
being this curly earlier, but you loved it.
didn’t know I would be here….with you….eating cotton candy.” You
said looking down at the giant pink fluff ball you were holding. He
picked a piece off and popped it in his mouth. “Oh yeah, thanks for
inviting us by the way. Totally gets you cool points in my book.
Especially for having a bounce house. Haven’t seen one of those
since…..maybe 5th grade. Shame honesty.” You said snapping back to
your sassy sarcastic self.
“Well, you must lead a
boring life, Y/N.” Shawn said raising a brow. You couldn’t help but
notice the quick up down he gave your body. It made you bite your lip,
and pull your shorts down feeling a little self conscious.
want to know about you…” Shawn said smiling down at you. 'WHOAAAA!!!!
You thought, where is this coming from? Why me? Is he being serious? Is
this for a show, there sure are a lot of cameras here. Was this a
joke?’ were all questions running thru your mind. He touched your arm,
bringing your mind back to reality, “Is that okay with you, Y/N? I know
it seems, well, out of left field, but it’s something about you, I
dunno. Sounds corny. I know.” He said with a huff looking at me with
sort of embarrassed.
“I used to bite my nails?” You
said lightly, looking up at him. THAT was the only thing that you could
think of, ugh. The two of you started to laugh, “I’m more exciting than
that….I swear!” You said trying to revive yourself. There was so much
you could tell him about, but your nails? You couldn’t have said your
favorite color Y/N? UGH. And the only other thing that was on your mind
that month was your past relationship…'That is NOT
something you bring up the first time meeting someone. Especially since
your ex is well…..terrifying.’ you thought to yourself.
“So tell me….” He said
walking over to the stands patting the seat beside him. You looked up
followed and sat down looking into his eyes. It was that moment where you just
knew this boy was going to change your life forever.
is always insisting on opening the door for you. You don’t have a problem with
it, and you appreciate that he does, because it’s a kind gesture, but you can
open the door too. The thing is, everytime you get to the door first, which is
rare, because he often purposely walks a little faster when you near a door
just so he can open it first. But whenever you do get there first, he won’t
walk through it, he’ll just hold it and tell you to go first. That is exactly
what’s happening now. “Just go, Shawn.”
I got the door.” He says.
You tell him, in an almost warning voice.
not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.” He jokes, and you roll your eyes at him,
but walk through the door first anyway.
You’re on your period and Shawn’s all cute and taking care of you and stuff aw.
PS tell me
if ur on your period, tell me we can be period sisters and sync every month
whoo! Xx yeah im weird okay enjoy
up, eyes fluttering to the sudden light. Looking to your left, you saw Shawn still
fast asleep softly snoring. Pff and he said he didn’t snore. You chuckled as
his nose scrunched up because your hair tickled him. He was so cute, and he was
even more adorable when he was sleepy. You watched him sleep, noticing how his
mouth hung slightly open, how his eyelashes rested on his eyelids and how he
would smile ever so slightly sometimes. Your mouth opened, and suddenly your
yawn turned into a groan. A stabbing pain hit you in your abdomen. Ugh Mother Nature.
You got up slowly and walked to the bathroom to put a pad on. Glancing at your
appearance in the mirror, you walked back to the bed. A few minutes later, you
were twisting and writhing around in discomfort. No position alleviated the
heavy weight pressed against your uterus. Man, cramps were the worst. Shawn noticed,
and woke up.
He said softly, his voice a little deeper than usual because he was tired.
shut up.” You moaned, bringing your knees up to your chest. That didn’t help,
so you switched position for the hundredth time, lying on your stomach in the
wrong baby.” He kissed your earlobe.
say I hate being a woman.”
baby.” He said, rubbing your back. This soothed you, and you fell back asleep. A
couple moments later, he asked you if you were hungry.
“Um Shawn, I’m
on my period. I’m always hungry.”
So he got
up, and started cooking in the kitchen. A while later, a delicious smell flew
into the room and you decided to get up. Throwing you hair in a messy bun, you
put on some sweats and Shawn’s burgundy hoody. Normally you would hate putting
loose on loose, but today you didn’t care one bit on how you looked.
down the stairs, the cinnamon-y scent getting stronger. You saw Shawn in front
of the stove and you went to wrap your arms around him. He liked being hugged
from behind like this.
the best boyfriend ever, cooking for me and everything.”
around and stared at you.
“I know I look
ratchet as fuck.” You said, pointing at your face and your hair.
“I find you’re
cute. No seriously, you don’t need makeup to look radiant, and your hair doesn’t
need to be super perfect to compliment your beautiful face and you look the
best wearing my clothes.” He smiled.
At this you
blushed. Shawn always made you feel gorgeous and you loved him for it.
you crawled up together on the couch, turning on another episode of
F.R.I.E.N.D.S. (IF YOU WATCH FRIENDS PLZ TELL ME WE CAN BOND TOGETHER)
time, Shawn had one hand around your shoulder and one on your stomach, keeping
it warm. The cramps died down, and the random mood swings didn’t even come. Periods
weren’t so bad after all, as long as you had a Shawn Mendes.
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The door to the tourbus opens, and you’re surprised to see Shawn enter. You thought he’d still be busy with his meet and greet, which is why you were just hanging out on the bus. You were busy doing a lot of nothing, just watching YouTube videos and having a couple of conversations on snapchat with friends from home.
“You’re done early,” You comment, but you’re honestly just really happy to see him. Tour has a way of making everything a little harder, and making spending time with Shawn hard. Even though you’d think that traveling with him would mean you see him all the time, that’s not always the case.
“Yeah, we are running ahead of schedule for once.” He responds, then walks over, taking a seat next to you and throwing his arm around your shoulder. “What are you up to?” He questions.
“Just killing time,” You respond.
He adjusts himself so he can rest his head against your shoulder and for a few minutes, you sit together in comfortable silence. Sometimes there aren’t any words that need to be said, but just being in each others presence is enough to make everything somehow feel just right.
“Oh yeah,” He says, standing up suddenly, “I got you something.” He starts walking towards the back of the bus.
“Like a present?” You question, standing up suddenly and following him, curiosity getting the best of you.
“Yeah,” He responds, barely looking at you as he begins digging through his backpack.
“Why?” You ask, still so confused as you try to think of a reason he would get you something. It isn’t any special occasion as far as you can think of.
“Just because.” He replies, and your heart swells for the love you have for the man in front of you. The man you’re lucky enough to call your own.
After a few more seconds, he pulls out light blue notebook and places it in your hand. You take it, turning it over in your hands, and he says, “I know you write in your plain spiral notebook, but I just thought you deserved a cute journal. Maybe then you won’t write bad things about me.” He jokes, and you laugh.
“I love it. Thank you!” You say, throwing your arms around him.
He holds you, hugging you back as he says, “If I could go back in time and tell myself anything, I’d tell myself to worry less about buying you those expensive bracelets and dinners because you’re just as happy with a journal that cost a few bucks and delivery pizza.”
You let go of him and step back, eyes wide, “Are we getting pizza too?”
He just laughs and says, “I wasn’t planning on it, but we are now.”
You lean up, kissing him briefly. “I love you.” You tell him.