Shawn Mendes Imagines

Kissing Booth

(Slightly different type of POV)

You are with your two best friends at the carnival. The smell of cotton candy welcoming you to the best time of the year. The carnival only comes to town once a year, and everyone shows up.

"Let's play truth or dare," Y/F/N says deviously. You shake your head. You always hated that game knowing how sexual and idiotic your friends are. They both frowned. Then pleaded (or nagged) until you caved in and started to play as you all walked around. After one of your friends stuffing a teddy bear down her shirt and a lot of laughs it became much more.

"Y/N Truth or Dare?"

"I have to pick dare I had two truths," You deadpanned.

"Go to that kissing booth and kiss that guy," She grinned. You gasped smacking her arm. You have had a kiss before but you have only had one relationship in your life. "It's a dare do it," You huffed. But started your way over as your friends laughed behind you. You grimaced. Kissing booths were stupid in your mind. Who would pay to kiss some guy you don't know? You walked up and saw the guy sitting in the booth. Your eyes widened slightly. He was very good looking.

"Hey I'm (JOHN CENA(jk)) Shawn," He smiled. You put the ticket in the bucket and got into the booth and sat in the chair.

"I got dared to do this so let's get it over with," You said slightly harsh. He laughed.

"My own mother forced me to run this thing so," He chuckled, running his hand through his hair. You smile slightly. He wasn't bad. This wouldn't be to bad. "Ready?" You nodded and he leaned in. His breath was fresh and minty. His lip touched yours. It should've stooped there but it didn't. Your lips moved in sync with his and you closed your eyes. You finally broke away as you needed to breath. You were only a inch away. You both stared at each other. You took in the detail in his eyes.

"Well...," He said.

"Yeah," You laughed lightly.

"Can I give you my number?" He asked.

A/N

Who would kiss Shawn in a booth? I would haha