Shawn Mendes Imagines
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I ran away from my ex - boyfriends house crying, yet again.
Where do all the gentleman go?
Where do all the nice loving boys go to hide.
Where do all the good boys go to hide away?
All the boyfriends I had were fucking dicks. I mean, I'm not a cactus expert but I know a prick when I see one.
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I'm sitting in starbucks after my 146738383937267384th heartbreak while the tears were streaming down my face.
As I was crying and sipping my coffee a boy sat in the seat in front of me.
"Miss, are you ok?" He asks me while wiping the tears of my face.
I looked up at him with sad eyes.
"Heartbreak." I say with a soft smile.
"Ah, the most painful thing to go through." He says sitting back.
He extends his hand.
"Shawn."
I take it.
"Y/N."
I guess I found my good boy.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
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