Shawn Mendes Imagines

44: Hidden (Request)

This is for my friend mendesmariah I hope you like it girly!!

Mariah's POV:

"Mariah, come on. We're going to be late." Dana watches as I put my binder into my backpack.

"No we won't, relax." I protest, pulling my brown hair to the side so I can pull my backpack on.

"Finally. That took you a million years." She complains. I roll my eyes and take the lead out of the classroom, turning left like usual. There are three tables set up, blocking the area off.

"Dang it." I mutter under my breath. I hate going the long way, especially since the bathrooms at the end are the ones where the students usually go to smoke.

"Chill, we'll just cut through the gym." Dana suggests.

"That has detention written all over it. We'll just have to suck it up." I say over the kids walking down the hallway in front of us. She complies and follows me through the crowds.

She and I shove our way through the freshmen and sophomores in the hallways and rush through the choking, smoke-filled air. As we walk past the chorus room, I hear an amazing voice singing along with familiar piano chords and I stop directly by the door.

"Mariah, I'm going to kill you. We are going to be so late." Dana tugs my arm trying to get me to follow her, but I keep my feet planted near the door.

"You go on to class." I wave her off and lean in to look inside the room. Shawn is sitting at the piano, singing Say Something by A Great Big World. His voice is completely flawless, filling the empty chorus room. I slide in as he looks down at the chords he is playing on the Grand Steinway piano. I start quietly singing the harmony, hoping he can't hear me. Finally, the song ends and I walk into the room all the way.

He looks up in shock, taking his fingers off the ivory keys and his face turns bright red.

"I didn't know you could sing." I smile. He clenches his jaw and stands up, grabbing his black backpack off the ground from beside the piano bench.

"Yeah, and you weren't supposed to know." He blushes. I move all my weight onto my left foot.

"Well, I do now and there is nothing you can do about it." I tease. He rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably.

"Was that you harmonizing? Or was that just in my head?" He mumbles. Now it was my turn to blush.

"Um, yeah. I didn't know you could hear me."

"Mariah, that was amazing!" He compliments.

"Thanks." I reply. We sink into a couple of seconds of silence before the warning bell rings, cutting straight through the awkwardness.

"Come on, Shawn. Let's get to biology. We'll talk about this later." I say. He grins, and we quickly walk out of the chorus room.

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A/N

I hope you like it Mariah!! I had tons of fun writing it!

QOTD: Favorite OLD song of Shawn's before Handwritten?

AOTD: One of those nights! 👌🏻