Shawn Mendes Imagines

Protective

I put my books back in my locker slamming it shut. I turned around and met a pair of evil eyes staring at my chest. 

"Hey there hot stuff" the biggest asshole, Ivan yelled slamming me into the locker.

He forced his lips on mine as I struggled to get out of his grip. I finally pushed him off kicking him in the groin. I began to run down the hall running into a tall figure. I looked up and saw a beautiful pair of chocolate brown eyes.

"y/n? are you okay?" my boyfriend Shawn said catching me.

His strong grip made me feel safe. My hands dragging down his torso as I felt weak from Ivan's grip. Tears started falling down my eyes as he lifted my chin. 

"Why is your lipstick all smeared?" he asked wiping my chin a little.

I looked behind me and saw Ivan laughing his ass off. 

"Did Ivan-?" he asked.

I nodded and sobbed into his chest. He left me standing there stomping over to him. He bashed his face in slamming him against the locker. He took another blow to his face and Ivan fell to the ground sobbing. I looked at Shawn with scared eyes as he grabbed my hand. He stomped into an empty classroom embracing me in a giant hug. 

"I love you" he shuttered.

I looked up into his eyes and pecked his lips. 

"What was that back there?" I chuckled.

He chuckled looking at his feet embarrassed. He looked me in the eye and smirked. 

"It's called being protective of my babygirl"