You were at the mall with Shawn. It was hard to find free time with all his tour dates so when he told you he was free, you were ecstatic. So being you, you decided to go to the mall. "Hey, babe, what store do you want to go to next?" Shawn asked as you walked out of Abercrombie. "Um, how about the Vans store? I really want to see the new shoes they got," you reply. He wraps his arm around your waist as you walk towards the store. The next thing you know, you hear screaming girls. You turn around to see a bunch of Shawn's fans.
"OMG, IT'S SHAWN MENDES!!!" they screamed. You giggled and looked up at him to see him smiling and waving to them. The fans started running towards you and you realized how many of them there were. They came up to ask him for pics and autographs, but they started attracting more and more people. It was getting hectic and all you could see was fans and flashing cameras. You could tell that Shawn was becoming cautious, too. You tried to get away from all the people, with no success. You were scared something was going to happen.
You were getting farther and farther away from Shawn, getting pushed around by the fans with their shouts filling the air. He saw you and grabbed your hand, hoping you could get out of the swarm together. Then, it was like everything was in slow motion. You felt someone trip you, and you were falling, your hand slipping from his. "Y/n!" he shouted, before getting rushed away by fans. You hit solid ground and felt yourself getting trampled. Then, security came and ushered all the fans away. You were really shaken up.
You were trembling and you were covered in cuts and bruises. Your head was pounding and you couldn't move. Tears filled your eyes and your vision became blurry. You heard someone shouting your name in the distance. The voice sounded a lot like Shawn's. But you were slowly slipping out of consciousness, until everything went black.
*A few hours later*
Your eyelids slowly opened as you regained consciousness. You heard a voice say, "Hey, she's waking up." You fully opened your eyes and rubbed them, getting rid of the blurriness. Shawn was sitting right next to you, squeezing your hand. You were laying on a little cot in an unfamiliar room. "Where are we?" you ask him, slowly sitting up. Your muscles did not agree and you gasped in pain. "We're in the first aid room at the mall. Be careful, don't sit up yet. You got pretty banged up out there," he soothed, helping you lay back down.
After a moment of comfortable silence, he said, "I'm really sorry about them. The fans. I didn't mean for you to get hurt," his voice cracking. It was at that time that you realized that Shawn was blaming himself. His brown eyes held guilt and sadness, and he was straining them at the ceiling. He was trying not to cry. Sympathy washed over you and you hugged him tightly, despite your injuries. "Hey, it's okay. Shawn, it's not your fault or the fans. They just got a little carried away, wanting to see their amazing idol. That person is you, Shawn. You're amazing and talented, and I love you for that. You're, my boyfriend and my best friend. I love you," you say, getting him to crack a smile.
"I love you, too," he says, kissing you, "And I promise that I'll always be here for you and protect you. Nothing can break us apart. No matter what."
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Magcon imagines and preferences
FanfictionSome things aren't real, but it's fun to imagine they are. Imagines and preferences about the Magcon boys. Comment or dm me if you want a personal one. I don't do dirty imagines sorry!