Shawn Mendes Imagines

Dance

(Totally am not watching Step Up while writing this)

They say dreams are only a way to avoid the responsibilities you normally have in life.

My mother used to scowl me for dancing in my room instead of doing my homework.

I remember thinking about how I would bow after a huge performance on stage. I practiced in the mirror.

Now. I was sitting on a rock. Looking at the ocean. Tearing brimming my eyes. I put everything I had into a audition. I needed that spot. It was into a dance school. It was my chance. I was rejected because they were worried about my health. I have had three surgeries for my left knee. And the doctors said I should quit dancing. So the school said no. I glanced down at my phone.

Best Bruh<3

Y/N. How did the audition go?

Best Bruh<3

I heard from your mom the news. Are you okay?

Best Bruh<3

Obviously you aren't. Where are you you aren't home. Your mom told me to search for you.

Best Bruh<3

Bambi. Where are you?

Bambi was the weird nickname my best friend Shawn gave me back in elementary. I sighed and set my phone down, deciding ignoring him was best. I glanced down at my little shoes I didn't even change after my audition. I just walked out. Texted my mom the simple 'no' and left. That's when angry came to me. I got up. And started to dance.

'We don't want you to get hurt'

You will send men to get shot in war. But not let a girl do what she loves! I thought. and kicked in the air. I spun and twirled. But I might get hurt?! Oh honey me getting hurt is the least of my worries. I ran and jumped. The short feeling of being free. Wind rushing past my face. I landed and spun. Soon. I was put of breath. I stared at the ocean.

"You were always the best dancer," I heard from behind me. I didn't say anything knowing who it was. I sat down still facing the blue scenery. I felt a presence sit next to me. Silence captivated us at first. I gulped the threatening urge to cry away. "They are stupid for not wanting you. Y/N," He said. I didn't reply. I didn't dare look at him. "Come on.. Bambi. I know you want me here. You wouldn't have come to the spot only I know about if you didn't," he said in a plead. I turned to him.

"This was my one shot Shawn. No school will take me if the school I tried for tells them all. Which they will. I'm done," I said. Stop tearing up Y/N! Keep your cool!

"Y/N. I'm sure someone will take you. And there is other ways to do dance even if it isn't professional," Shawn explained.

"This all I worked for. I have to have this Shawn!" I stood. He stood with me. He grabbed my hands as I started to breath heavier. "This is all I know Shawn," I said.

"You can still dance Y/N. You can do anything," He said softly. I glanced at him. Then he smiled his normal goofy smile. "Dance with me?" He asked. I rolled my eyes, a slight smile appearing. "I knew I could break you," He grabbed my hand and spun me. I laughed. He let me twirl and pulled me back into his chest. I bit my lip and hugged him.

"Thank you,"

"Anytime. Bambi,"

A/N

Sorry about my absence. I actually had a snow day yesterday but sadly I was sick. So I slept like all day but we got another one today so I got to write and I am happy about that. Hit that vote button if you please! Just want to say thank for all of the support and good day :))