Shawn Mendes Imagines

One Night Shawn

I woke up next to a fit, toned, dark haired, beauty. I jumped at the sight. Shawn Mendes. Did I just sleep with Shawn mendes? I freaked out internally. I looked around the room and noticed our clothes scattered everywhere on the floor. I sighed and scratched my head. I was drunk or something, this isn't real. I tried to slip out of his naked grip scooping up my clothes. He rustled around, woke up, and rubbed his eyes. He sat up stretching his muscles making me shiver. He's so beautiful. He pushed his hair back yawning a little. His cute nose scrunching up when he did. Why am I leaving? I was drunk. It was a mistake. He probably doesn't even remember my name.

"Y/n?" He asked in a groggy voice.

He remember.

"Shawn, oh I was just leaving" I sighed.

"leaving why?" He asked sitting up.

His tall figure sitting criss-cross. His hair sticking out in places.

"I want you to stay" he said covering up his area with the white blanket.

"Really? I thought maybe this was just a one night thing..." I said sliding on my clothes.

He looked hurt. He checked me out as I slowly pulled on my clothes.

"I'm sorry, I uh- have to go" I sighed pinching the bridge of my nose.

"But-"

"Shawn- this is weird" I said shaking my head.

I don't know why I'm denying this offer. I mean, it's thee Shawn mendes.

"Come here" he said in his sexy morning voice.

He pushed his hair back and grabbed my hand. I sat in front of him.

"stay here and cuddle with me" he begged.

I looked at the floor and sighed. He lifted his chin pecking my lips lightly. They were dry but soft and plump at the same time.

"You really want me to stay?" I asked.

"Of course y/n" he smiled.

I smiled back and snuggled up into his chest. This wasn't a dream, this was the best reality I've ever had.