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Saviour - Shawn Mendes Imagine (requested)



Request: Hi, I’m requesting for Shawn where he’s a life guard and I get in an accident and he saves my life or something like that. Thanks xx

[Y/n - ‘your name’]

Y/n’s POV

Surfing. Surfing is something I’ve done since I could walk. It’s not like I’m obsessed with it or anything, it just really helps with relieve stress.

I sometimes just sit on my board and stare out at the waves. There’s a beach close to my house where only a few people go. It’s where I like to think about my day or the past or future, it’s where I can find positives or negatives about any situation. It’s a place where I think about life and everything and everyone in it.

Today was different, I didn’t have anything to think about, I just had the urge to go surfing. I rarely wear a leash. It’s not like I’m gonna need it anyway. The waves were looking slightly flat, but if I go just a tad bit closer to the rocks there’s a huge swell that looks to be coming there.

I paddle out halfway, the sit on my board, I contemplate whether I should go near the reef like area or not. I just decide to be adventurous and go for it.

A distant voice yells at me,

“Hey! Don’t go near the rocks their dangerous!” It sounded like a guy, around my age. I looked back to see a cute boy cupping his hands over his mouth to make a microphone, yelling at me not to go. He had brown wet hair and wasn’t wearing a shirt, it was obvious he just got out of the water.

“I’ve done it before! Trust me I’ll be safe!” I yelled back. It was a complete lie; I’ve never gone near rocks as my dad always told me I could get killed. But me being stubborn, I just went anyway.

As I got closer a huge wave crashed into me knocking me off my board. I knew I should’ve worn a leash.

My body began tumbling through the waves and I knew if I just reached the surface I’d be fine. Then this scratching feeling rushed through my body from my ankle. I looked down, and through the water I could see my ankle caught underneath a rock. How it got there I don’t know, but I needed to get out.

I tried pulling my leg but it only hurt my ankle more. I knew I only had a couple of seconds left underwater. I needed to reach the surface I need to get air. My body started feeling weak; I was running out of oxygen. I couldn’t move.

I then felt hands wrap around my ankle and tug slightly, not enough to completely rip skin off, but it still hurt. My ankle was released, but I hadn’t gotten enough oxygen to move.

Strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me to the surface.

I gasped as I reached the top, collecting as much air as I could. I looked next to me to notice the same boy, tugging my body back to the shore. I released from his grasp to swim on my own, but my ankle hurt so badly I could move my entire leg.

“Whoa, whoa, let me get you to the shore before you try moving okay,” I just nodded and let the stranger pull me closer.

We reached the shore and I realized my ankle had a huge scrape, nothing too bad, but the salt water made it hurt less.

“Okay we need to get something on that stat, I have my first aid kit in my car, and I’ll be gone for only two minutes,” I nodded and he began running to his car.

The guy came back with a kit and started immediately poured water on my ankle.

“Ow, Ow, Ow, that hurts. Oh god, Ow,” I wanted to move my ankle out of the way, but the guy had a firm hold of it.

I looked up and noticed the concentration on the strangers face as he dried the skin as carefully as he could.

“Shawn,” I realized then I had been staring.


“That’s my name, in case you needed a name for the person you were checking out,” I blushed a deep red.

“I wasn’t checking you out, I was merely trying to- um- trying to-” Shawn chuckled at my lack of an answer.

“It’s fine; I don’t mind a pretty girl like you checking me out,” I giggled slightly as he helped me stand.

“Can you walk?” I tried putting weight on my ankle, it didn’t seem bad until I tried to move it forward and almost slipped. Shawn was fast and caught me on time.

“Thanks,” I blushed. Why am I blushing so much around this guy?

“No worries. Do you need help getting to your car?” I just nodded in response.

“Have you left anything here you need to get?” I then remembered.

“My board! My surfboard where is it?” I started freaking out. I had saved up for a whole year, working my ass off, just so I could get that board.

“Um, is that it over there?” Shawn nervously pointed to the left of us.

I turned around so fast only to see, what used to be, my board. It was snapped in two and the fin nowhere to be seen, the leash swaying with the waves.

“No!” I yelled as I tried to run over but tripped and fell to my knees. Shawn carefully picked me back up.

“I’m so sorry,” I just shook my head and smiled weakly at him.

“It’s not your fault, it was my stupid idea to go near the rocks, and you just saved me,” the sudden realization that Shawn saved my life hit me. I got up steadily holing his forearm, and hugged him tightly, wrapping my arms around his neck. His reaction was slow, his muscular arms wrapped around my waist and his head found a place in the crook of my neck.

“Thank you,” I say still hugging him, “if it wasn’t for you, I don’t know what would’ve happened. Thank you, thank you, thank you,” I kept repeating as I hugged him tighter.

“It’s no problem, really. It’s kind of what I do,” I looked up at him confusedly whilst we pulled away.

He chuckled, “I’m a lifeguard. Just not at this beach. It’s weird I had a sudden urge to go swimming here, not any other beach, right here. It’s a good thing too.”

“Well, thank you again, seriously. What can I do to properly say thank you?”

“You don’t hav-”

“No I want to,” I needed to do something, he just saved my life.

“If you say so. How about accompanying me to dinner tonight?” I blushed a deep crimson. Shawn was really attractive, I was surprised he was asking me, but he must have gotten the wrong idea with me not answering.

“Or you d-don’t have too, I’m sorry that was stupid.”

“No, no it’s fine, I would love to have dinner with you Shawn,” he chuckled.

“You had me worried there.”

A/N: hope that was what you were looking for anon! At at first I didn’t have a clue how to write this but in the end I got an idea! Hope you like it