Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

Christmas Bully Part 2

  Y/n P.O.V

 "You bully me for years and you think it's ok to just walk up to me and kiss me, what the heck is wrong with your head." I question Shawn. "I-i" he stutters, I look at him in confusion, he never stutters no matter who it is, I've never seen him look so hurt and rejected.

"I've liked you for years, not bullied, never bullied, if I hurt you I'm so sorry and never will I forgive myself"he says "you-you like me?" Not believing what he's said "yeah, all those times I took your stuff was to make you come after me. All those times when I pulled at your hair was for you to shout at me or something, something to let me know you knew I existed" sounding insecure "but what you did hurt" I replied "I promise, on my life I never meant for it to hurt you. I love you." His eyes widen at his last well known phrase.
He loves me. How?, when?, why? As if reading my mind he carries on speaking "I've liked you since we started the first day I saw you, your hair so beautiful, framing your face so perfectly, you eyes so soft and bright, your lips, smooth and your skin oh your skin, all of you, is the definition or perfection" he talks about me as if I'm the most heartwarming and important poem of all time or the most dreamed for location on or out of this world. "You really like me?" I ask with a light blush on my cheeks, feeling quite flushed by his words. "Yeah, truly, and, I would like, no LOVE, if you could forgive me and give me a chance to show that I didn't mean anything by what I did and maybe see I do- love you. It would mean so much to me" I look at him, nosing he was being honest and he truly wanted a chance "ok, I'm willing to give you a chance" I reply with a small smile on my face. "Thank you, and sorry for the kiss" he chuckles "it's ok" my smile increasing with a little giggle emitting from my mouth. I can't believe my bully wasn't my bully, I'm so happy he wasn't my Christmas bully, but my Christmas crush.