Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

Tomboy beauty

Shawn's P.O.V

I going to meet my friends at the park today, to play some basketball, no it's not summer, it's winter December actually, but we don't care, it's always a good time to play basketball, in the rain, the snow, the heat, with the exception of lightning storms and hurricanes.
When I get to the park I see all my friends already there just chatting. Looking around the park I see some girls playing soccer, one of them caught my eye, she had swag, with skinny jeans, the oversized sweater reaching almost at her knees and some fresh grey air max high tops.
I'm snapped out of checking her out, when my friend taps me on the shoulder "we ready to play, your on their team" he points over at the distinctly worked out group.
Halfway through the game, I'm knocked to the ground, when I get out of my shocked tranquillised form, I sit up hearing faint footsteps slowly increasing, but quietened from the loud almost mosquito like ring in my ear. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I kicked the ball to hard, are you ok?" I hear when the ring stops.
I turn to see a beautiful, no stunning girl, the girl from earlier, WOW she's so much prettier close up. I look into her y/c/e and I'm frozen, till being melted from her gaze "yeah, sorry, I'm fine" she looks at my face as if to say, really? When everyone disperses from around us, she tries but struggles to get me up, when getting up, I couldn't help but let my eyes once again run other her body. DAYUM."What's your name?" I ask "y/n" it's suits her, beautiful name for a beautiful person "yours?" "Oh, yeah, umm Mendes, Shawn Mendes" "hi, Shawn, I'm sorry for your face" she says whilst biting her lip "its ok" I say trying to be cool, running my hand down the side of my face, only to see blood, shit. "I'll get you a wipe" she says, I'm just about to stop her when she already has the wipe connected to my face, wiping if over. "Do you do this to people all the time?" She chuckles at my question "no, but I'm always prepared" she says confidently "were you prepared for this?" I say she looks at me with a confused expression. She looks down to see my phone with a new contact with no information but the name 'tomboy beauty' "can I have your number?" She giggles and types her number in. "No, I was not" haha.
I'm at home now 'meet up sometimes xx' I message her, today was a great day.