Shawn Mendes Imagines

3: Seashells

Seashells
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Word Count: 252

I strolled along the beach hand-in-hand with Shawn; the sun beaming down onto our already tan shoulders and the waves crashing against the shore whilst the little children splashed about.

Peace.

"Ow" Shawn yelped, as he started to jump away from the burning hot sand which seemed impossible. I looked over and he was holding his foot, examining it as it rested against his knee. Small drops of blood fell on to the golden sand as he picked up a seashell that he had stepped on. I let out a loud laugh as Shawn shot me the dirtiest glare. The scratch was tiny and he was acting like a complete wuss.

He sat down on the sand and I sat next to him and looked at his foot. He twisted my hair in between his fingers as I grabbed a tissue from bag dabbing it on removing any blood.

"I don't have a bandaid with me so deal with it" I said playfully and he nodded. He then lifted my head up by placing his two middle fingers underneath my chin and gently tucking my hair behind my ear before slowly staring to lean in.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked a little timidly. I smiled shortly before he quickly pressed his lips against mine. I smiled slightly as his tongue traced my bottom lip eager to gain entrance which I declined. He then slowly and reluctantly pulled away and he handed me a seashell.

"To remember our first kiss"

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I'm literally re-reading these imagines as I edit them and realise how much my writing has improved over the past year so thank you, for your constant support, love and positivity.

All my love,
k ♡