Shawn Mendes Imagines

Insane

Y/N's POV

I stare at the man in front of me with my hand over my mouth, my lips parted in complete shock. He's on one knee, grinning widely. A diamond ring was sitting in a box in his hand.

I wasn't even sure if I had really heard the words come out of his mouth, or if I had just imagined it.

"Shawn are you insane...?" I breathe, still looking at him wide-eyed.

His smile doesn't falter. "Absolutely." Now it's my turn to give him a smile.

"Listen, I know we're young, and I know we've only been dating for two years. But I also know you're the only one for me. I have never been more sure of anything, ever."

His eyes remain locked with mine, and his voice is persistent but pleading.

"We don't have to get married right away; we can wait. And I know this is a big commitment, and I know it probably also seems like I haven't thought this through enough but—"

"Yes," I interrupt him, my voice barely above a whisper.

"W-what?" he stammers, unsure if he actually heard me say it.

"Yes," I say a little louder, as my lips form a grin.

"Are you sure? Absolutely sure?"

I nod. "Positive."

He smiles widely, standing up to kiss me. After a few seconds, we break away and he slips the ring onto my finger.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too, Shawn."

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A/N: this was cuter in my head but whatever