Shawn Mendes Imagines

Haunted Maze

(This is similar to my imagine "Haunted House", and it was a request. So thank you to the reader who requested it! Enjoy! ❤️)

"I can't believe that you guys tricked me into coming here." I said, rubbing my shivering hands together. The cold October air nipped my nose and caused my legs to shiver. Shawn, Matt, Cameron, Nash and I had been standing in a line that led us to a haunted maze for almost forty five minutes.
"You didn't honestly think we were going to a pumpkin patch, did you? Who goes to the pumpkin patch this late in the evening?" Nash laughed, making me playfully role my eyes.
"Yeah, how would we see the pumpkins?" Matt asked, referring to the dark sky around us.
"Well I don't know, maybe I actually trust you guys. Well, did trust you." I replied, shivering. I looked up at my boyfriend Shawn, noticing his slightly red nose and pink cheeks. He looked down at me and noticed my constant shivering.

"Are you cold?" He asked, wrapping one of his arms around my back.
"No," I responded as I wrapped my arms around his rib cage, "I'm freezing.". Shawn slightly chuckled and unwrapped my arms from his body. He grabbed my cold hands and brought them to his lips, warming them up with his breaths.
"Hey guys, it's Matt!". I turned my head to see Matt holding his phone up in front of him. It looked like he was recording a video.
"Hey guys!" Cameron said, jumping into the video. Nash got in on it too.

I turned to look back at Shawn when he wrapped my arms back around his rib cage. I placed my head on his chest, trying to keep not only myself warm but also him.
"So, we are here at the haunted maze. Who do I mean by we? Well, there's Cameron, and Nash." Matt said, moving the camera to show the guys. Then he turned the phone towards Shawn and I, wrapped in each others arms.
"And right there are the love birds, Shawn Mendes and Y/F/N." Matt said. I hid my face in Shawn's chest not wanting to show my face that was likely red from the cold.
"Awe, Y/N's shy." Matt awed.

I lifted my head when I heard multiple screams coming from the maze. I gulped down the feeling of fear that built up in the back of my throat. I grasped onto Shawn tighter and I guess he felt the sudden squeeze because he tightened his embrace around me. My attention was directed to a group of people who ran out from behind the maze. Some of them were laughing hysterically.
"That was terrifying!" One of them screamed, causing me to feel nervous.

Matt continued to talk to his cell phone as we waited a bit longer in the line. With every step we made closer towards the maze the more nervous and scared I became.
"Shawn," I whined, "I can't believe you let them fool me into coming here! You know I hate scary things." I said stepping in front of him. I grasped the front of his jacket, pulling him closer to me.
"I thought it would be fun." He said, grabbing my hands and entwining our fingers together.
"It's going to be fun, don't worry about it." Shawn said, likely noticing the fear and nervousness written on my face. He leaned closer towards my lips and pressed his own to mine. While kissing him I had almost forgotten about my nerves, fear, and the cold. I had even forgotten about Cameron, Nash and Matt. That was until Matt interrupted us.
"Stop it you two, we're trying to keep this PG." Matt said, likely recording us with his phone. Shawn and I pulled away from the kiss chuckling.
"Put that away." Nash said, grabbing Matt's phone leaving Matt to try and get it back. Cameron, Shawn and I just couldn't help but chuckle.

"I hope you guys know how to get us out of here." I said, looking around us and the hay bales that made up the maze. The maze was dark and our only light was the odd torch of fire and Matt's flashlight on his phone. Shawn and I walked hand in hand behind the three boys.
"I'll get us out of here. I've been getting myself out of mazes in colouring books since I was a fetus." Matt said, causing us all to chuckle. I constantly felt the need to look back as we continued down the pathway. I almost felt that we were being watched or followed, making the hair on the back of my neck stand. The darkness of the maze was making me paranoid. When I looked back ahead of us I noticed that the pathway split into two ways. Great.