Shawn Mendes Imagines

Merchandise mix up

Shawn Mendes Imagines

(A/N: THIS IS INSPIRED BY THE IDEA BY promiscuousgilinsky )

I run through the airport looking for the one thing that is actually important to me.

My Shawn Mendes sweatshirt

I look around asking everybody if the have seen it and nobody has seen it - And I'm on the verge of crying because that took me months to save up for the money for that.

I sit down on the airplane seat that is going to England, where I'm meeting a few cousins.

I sigh as I looked at the sweater I accidentally got.

I looked at it. A drake sweatshirt. Who listens to drake? He doesn't sing, he talks. I scoff and put it on since I'm cold and took a deep breath.

I smell a strong scent of cologne and vanilla. I cough, instantly because of the strong scent.

I sit back and sigh. I scroll through Instagram seeing that Shawn is in the same airport as I am and he's going to the same place and at the same time. Sssscccooooofffffff he's probably not here.

I look next to me and see a random guy with a hood and glasses that is wearing the same exact sweatshirt that I bought.

He looked up and saw my sweater.

"That's my sweater!" We yell at the same time.

I rip off the sweatshirt and so does he. His glasses comes off and so does the hood then revealed ,

Shawn Mendes.

HOLY FUCK

Shawn

I looked around looking for my drake sweater that I had recently bought from a concert I went to. I couldn't find it and I looked at the sweatshirt I took instead. A sweater that I designed for my Merchendise and put it on.

I sat down to where my flight is taking off and looked around. Pretty empty, so I just took out my phone and started to look and stalk my fan accounts.

(He never does that sigh)

A few minutes later a girl sat down next to me and took a deep breath and coughed really loudly. I felt a stare burning in the side of my head and looked at the girl. I looked at her sweater and saw it was the same I had.

"That's my sweater!" We both yelled simultaneously, while taking off our sweaters. Unfortunately for me my glasses came off and she looked at me.

"hahhahahahaha this is a joke right? Where's the cameras? Is this a fa breeze commercial? Because this scent is waaaaay too strong." She says giggling, looking around.

"I feel offended, that's my colone," I say explaining to her.

"oh shit uh" she says looking down going pale.

"Are you okay?... Uh"

"Bella"

(I'm done apoligizing k)

"I don't blush I just get pale.." (TRUE FACT ABOUT ME)

"And I believe you are a part of the Mendes army?" I say smirking.

"Noooo, really? Since when?" She says sarcastically. I already love this girl,

"Where's your seat on the plane?" I ask her taking out my plane ticket.

"Uh row 32 seat B in the business section because it's cheaper" she says to me looking at her ticket.

"Oh cool I'm right next to you."

"You don't sit in first class?"

"I like business seats better because when you fart in them you can't smell it." I explain

(That's actually true too)

"UGH GROSS I DONT THINK I LOVE YOU ANYMORE" she yells smacking my arm.

"You love me?" I ask

"Duh I'm a fangirl, of course I love you" she says pointing to her sweatshirt.

"I worked my ass off for the one sweatshirt, it sucks but it was worth it." She says playing with her necklace.

Then there was this awkward scilence for 20 seconds then they let us board the plane.

Unfortunately we were group 4 and we get in last.

Once we got on the plane she fell asleep in my chest and I fell asleep too.

-

I woke up, Andrew next to me, but not Bella.. What?

I look around the plane and see her I seat away.

I tap her shoulder and she looks at me.

"Oh my god! *clears throat* uh shit I mean hi" she says getting pale

"Bella?"

"How the fuck do you know my name"

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this one made me giggle

MY CRUSH IS MY BEST FRIEND AND MY FRIEND CALLED US GOALS AND I DONT KNOW WHY BUT I GUESS WERE GOALS SO

bye bitches

- bellllallalalalalalalalalalla