Shawn Mendes Imagines

52: Long distance Part 2

Y/N's POV:

"Come on Y/N, if we miss this awards show, I will kill you. 5SOS is up for three nominations, and if I miss them winning one, I'll die."
Y/F/N yells from the couch. I grab the bowl
of popcorn, throwing a few pieces into my mouth as I shuffle back into the living room.

"Okay, I'm here. I'm sorry." I laugh. She grabs a handful of popcorn as the award show logo appears on the screen, and she and I both drop completely silent.

The beginning notes of Taylor Swift's 'Wildest Dreams' begins to play and the lights illuminate the stage.

"How come she's so perfect?" Y/F/N asks, her eyes focusing on the TV.

"That's a good question." I reply. The shots change between the audience showing a familiar face before flashing back to Taylor.

"Oh my gosh, wait. Was that just-?"

"I think so." I cut her off, and grab my phone really quickly off the side table.

"What are you doing?" Y/F/N asks.

"I'm texting him. Commercial break is soon and he'll have to check his messages." I answer.

To I still love you; From Y/N:
Hey. I know your at the awards show tonight. I just wanted to let you know I'm watching and I saw you. Good luck.

I keep the message short and simple, my heart racing as I press send. Not to soon after, the commercials come on. And my phone vibrates.

To Y/N; From I still love you:
Thanks. I'm glad your watching.

A smile creeps onto my face. He's happy that I'm watching him. He knows I still care.

"Was that him?" Y/F/N pesters.

"Yeah, no biggie. It's back on, let's watch." I change the subject. She doesn't like the fact that I still like him.

"For the first nomination, we have favorite male artist. Our five nominees are Nick Jonas, ZAYN, Troye Sivan, Justin Bieber, and Shawn Mendes."

Y/F/N squeals at the mention of Troye Sivan, another one of her obsessions, while I quietly squeak at the sound of Shawn's name.

"And the winner of this category is..." There's a pause as the announcer opens the envelope. "Shawn Mendes."

My mouth drops open.

"Oh my gosh, he did it, Y/N! He won an award!" Y/F/N shakes me as I watch him stand up out of his seat and hug Andrew. The audience continues to applaud as Shawn awkwardly rushes to the stage, reaching out and accepting the crystal award.

"Hi, um, oh my gosh. I'm in shock right now. Woah, I just won an award, um. Well, I want to thank a few people, of course. Thank you to my amazing family, my mum, dad, and Aaliyah, and thank you to my amazing fans who have gotten me here. There's one last thing I would like to say. Y/N, I know you're watching this, and I just wanted you to know that I'll be home really soon. And maybe we can talk about what happened. I miss you, and I'm so sorry." He sighs. My heart stops as I listen to him.

He walks off the stage to another round of applause as tears begin to stream down my face. My phone vibrates again in my hand.

From I still love you; To Y/N:
I hope you saw that. I can't wait until I get home so I can see you again. I miss you.

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A/N

AGH THIS PART TWO Y'ALL I'M ABOUT TO DIE I LOVE IT SO MUCH

QOTD 2: Do you got a bae, or nah?

AOTD 2: Nah. 😔