Shawn Mendes Imagines

A/N: This imagine is for my queen, laneswitcher , hope you like this!

"Ydylle," Shawn whined, rolling onto the bed beside me, our bodies pressed up against each other's, "gimme some chips."

I giggled, getting up and leaning against the headboard of my bed, "Nope."

"Come on," he dragged out his words, crawling closer to me, his hands reaching for my stomach.

"Stop!" I laughed as he started tickling me, his nose scrunched up as he giggled, rolling us over, his figure hovering over mine.

"Nope, that's what you get!" He laughed as I squirmed around underneath him.

I stopped laughing, my hands resting against his chest as the two of us laid there, breathing heavily.

Shawn's lips were inches away from mine as he licked them, glancing down at my face.

"Um, look, there's something I want to tell you," he got off of me, taking my hand in his and sitting up.

"Sure," I nodded, sitting across from him, my hands still intertwined with his, "what is it?"

"I, um," he drew his lips together, playing with my fingers as, "I really like you," he looked up at me nervously biting his lip.

"Oh," I mumbled, carefully pulling my hands away from his as he looked at me in shock.

"Um, never mind, I'm sorry," he shook his head, his words barely audible, "I shouldn't have said anything."

"Shawn, I, uh, I think it'd be best if you go," I swallowed, getting up.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, I should go," he shoved his hands in the front pockets of his khakis, heading towards the front door, "I'll see you around."

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"Hey, Shawn," I smiled, approaching him under the dim lights of the party, pushing past sweaty, drunk teens.

"Oh, um, hey," he smiled faintly at me, the two of us standing there in silence for a moment before I spoke up again.

"Look," I shook my head, "about what happened a few weeks ago, you know, you telling me how you felt."

He nodded, his face draining of color as he remember the incident which had occurred weeks ago.

"I've been thinking about it for a while and I realized that I-"

"Hey, babe," a small brunette wearing a tight, black dress wrapped her arms around Shawn, leaning upwards to place a small kiss on his cheek, "what's going on?"

Shawn glanced back at me, his soft, brown eyes holding a look of sadness.

"Um, Ydylle, this is my girlfriend, Ariel," he nodded towards her, "and Ariel, this is Ydylle, my, um, my friend."

"Oh, well it's nice to meet you," she stuck her hand out as I shook it weakly, feigning a smile, my focus remained on Shawn as he stared back at me, his mind seeming preoccupied.

"So, should we get going?" Her hand rested on Shawn's chest, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, baby, let's go," he mumbled, taking one more glance at me, saying the four words that broke my heart two weeks ago, and were about to do the same in the next few seconds, "I'll see you around."

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