Shawn Mendes Imagines

14- Camoflauge

I headed through the cold streets of New York which were quite busy for 10:30 on a Monday night. I wandered towards my hotel after an intense meeting with Andrew and my label. Nothing's been the same since y/n left a year ago. I know a year ago and I'm still holding on. Pathetic but u just can't forget her, something about her is just stopping me from moving on. Something about her has me caught up.

Her shiny hair glistening under the street lights as she passed my side oblivious to me. Was it just my imagination?

"y/n" I called changing my direction to follow. The occasional person turning to look where the noise was coming from.
"y/n" I called again getting closer to the girl. Her hair swished as she turned her head in my direction.

It was her. It really was. She was stood right in front of me staring at me with the same expression on her face. I went up to her and wrapped my arms around her taking in her scent. Her arms doing the same. We just stayed there for a while just in each other's arms listening to the noise of cars and people rushing around us.

"It's good to see you here again" she said. "I don't want to say goodbye but I have to catch my ride" she said. She walked away quickly camouflaging into the busy crowded streets of New York.

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"Shawn?" Andrew asked. "You've been daydreaming for about 10 minutes now. Come on we have to go for that meeting with the label"