Shawn Mendes Imagines

Golden Boy

I rolled my eyes at the one and only Shawn Mendes raised his hand to answer yet another history question. He was the golden boy. Baseball player, friends with everyone, in band and a perfect GPA. He lived next to me. We used to be friends. But it soon changed when he got new friends and I decided to enemy him. Now he will sometimes try to talk to me but I usually enemy-zone him.

"See ladies and gentlemen. Shawn Mendes seems to be the only one raising his hand. What you are all doing nothing. Like Y/N," The teacher, Mr. Tuck scowled at me like usual. He hated me for whatever reason. I haven't done anything wrong. Until now.

"Or maybe some of us don't know the answer. You are going to discriminate me for not having a textbook in my brain like perfect boy over there," I sassed pointing to Shawn. He frowned and looked down at his desk.

"Miss. Y/L/N you may go to the principals office," My teacher said firmly. I stood and stormed out the class. How can he yell at me for not being smart?! I try! That's more than half the kids on their phones texting or playing some trending game during class. I wiped a tear from my cheek. I soon heard foot steps from behind me.

"Y/N wait!" Shawn yelled. Wait. Shawn? I turned.

"What do you want?" I asked.                                                                                                              

"Why do you hate me so much? We used to be such good friends Y/N," Shawn asked. His expression was calm. But you could see the hurt in his features.

"Really Shawn? I am not doing this," I turned to walk away but his grip on my arm made me twist back around.

"Look Y/N I try to talk to you all the time. You always use short talk and walk away! You never window call me anymore. We aren't even friends even more. What did I do to you?"

"Really. The window talking. That was childish. All we did was call and watch each other through the window," I deadpanned.

"And it was one of the best memories I had. You are a good person," That is when I snapped.

"I hate you Shawn! You are perfect! You get everything right! You get the girls, the sports the looks and the friends! You have a huge future and you have perfect life! You-"

"You think I have a perfect life?" He asked.

"Well yeah! You got everything and you are  so happy and you are  just so-"

"My life is far from perfect,"

"Oh bs! You again got everyth-" Then he cut me off. AGAIN.

"My life can't be perfect without you Y/N!" He snapped. I cocked my head to the side. "Y/N I am miserable without you. My stomach sinks when you reject me. I think everyday about what I have done to you that would make you so distant of me. I love you. I always have," He said. I had no words. I was speechless. And to make me more speechless, he kissed me.

A/N

So I am on my laptop since I dropped my phone in my sink. *moment of silence for my dead phone* but happy imagine. Please spread the word about my imagine book and I hopefully will be putting up imagines daily. :)