Shawn Mendes Imagines

Meeting You.

Inspired by the song 'Here' by Aleissa Cara. (Sorry if I spelled that wrong)

"Come on, y/n, it will be fun!" My best friend has been bugging me for the past week about this party she wants me to go to. It's at her boyfriends, Dylan, house. He's known for throwing the biggest and the best parties. To any other teenager, that would be rad and anyone would jump on an invitation to one of his parties. But me? I'd rather be at home, chilling in my pjs, eating pizza rolls, and watching Grey's Anatomy.
Parties were never my thing. I don't see the appeal. Sweaty bodies, body oder, the smell of alcohol, high and drunk teenagers all over, vomiting high schoolers at every trash can and toilet you can find. It wasn't my idea of fun.
I hated parties. But I went to them simply because I love my best friend.
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"I'll be back with drinks! Go dance! Have some fun!" She said cheerfully leaving me by the couch in the front room.
"Not likely." I sighed rolling my eyes before taking a seat on the couch.
20 minutes later and my best friend is no where to be seen. Cool. I'm ditched at a party I didn't want to be at in the first place.
"Hi. I'm Shawn." A tall teenage boy sat down on the couch next to me.
"Hey Shawn. I was just leaving." I grabbed my phone before standing up.
"Wait- why are you leaving?"
"I don't want to be here. Why else would I leave?" I chuckled.
"Your friend ditch you too?"
"Yeah." I sighed.
"Same here. He's actually the host of this party. He probably left his own party to have sex with some whore." He chuckled.
"That 'some whore' is my best friend." I said catching an attitude.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry. I'm off to a really bad start, aren't i?"
"You think?" I smirked. "It's okay. I forgive you for calling my best friend a whore." I laughed.
"What's your name?" He smiled.
"Y/n."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thanks. Got it for my birthday." I said sarcastically, making him laugh.
"Let's ditch this party and go to my favorite all night diner to get to know each other a little better."
"I'd like that."
With his hand in mine, we left the party we both didn't want to attend.

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"4 years ago on this day is when I called your best friend a whore and almost blew it with you. I'm very glad you didn't get too pissed at me and get up and walk away because I wouldn't have gotten to know how your parents divorce made your heart hurt. I wouldn't know about your favorite dog dying when you were 13. I wouldn't know that your dad cut you off when he got remarried. I wouldn't know that you love pancakes more than people. I wouldn't know that you failed math and it made you feel stupid. I wouldn't know that you've been in one relationship and it ended in heartbreak and pain. I wouldn't have met the love of my life that day. Y/n, will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?"
"Of course!!"