Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

Soccer Captain

  Y/n P.O.V

Our school came up with the most amazing idea like ever, we're going to have this challenge where we have to help spread the name and talent of our school soccer team and the winner gets to kiss the team captain on the lips, repeat THE LIPS. I'm sure I'm going to win it, I mean I did go basically all over America well the states that my mom let me go to. I even made a website and because my novel is news reporter I even got him to shout them out on the morning showing, I have a feeling I'm going to win, I mean who else has a once that's a news reporter on Morning America. Any way, today is judgement day, nope not the one where you get judged by God after death but the day we find out who one. We all get hearing in the the soccer pitch, as soon as we are settled on the bleachers they get straight to the point "We all know about this competition right? Yes we do, I know the girls do, very much so. Anyway, we will let the victim, sorry the team captain announce the winner, SHAWN!" My heart begins to rapidly increase. He's so beautiful, so hunky, so yumm- I'm snapped out my trance when I hear "y/n y/l/n" his eyes staring at me. Still stuck in his gaze I make my way down to him, luckily without falling face first as my eyes never left his. When I stood in front of him, I had to look up at about a 90* angle to be able to see his face, yes he's tall-Very tall. Before I could think, before anyone else could think. His lips were on mine and both mine and his eyes closed simultaneously. When we pulled back he wore a smirk on his face "I'm so glad it was you, you don't know how long I've wanted to kiss you" my heart stopped, WHAT, HE-he he wanted to kiss-me, does he mean me as in me, whatever, I can't, no way ME, really whatever. Mentally chatting to myself, not being able to understand that he was talking to me about me, like, wow. Me.