Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

Christmas day

  This was written for one of my followers as a Christmas present

Shawn's P.O.V

Nothing's better than being with family, am I right ? Especially at the time of year when everyone should have joy and love. That's why I'm so happy I get to come home to my beautiful girlfriend Hannah and my beautiful family, being my sister, my mum and my dad.
I've always known I was blessed I am to have the people that I have in my life, but only recently have I realised the value they have to me, since I've been on tour and away from my family I've missed them so much and I've wanted to come back to spend time with them, when usually I'd be happy to have some time away, I mean I love them but I'm a teenager and I need to hang out with boys.
Hannah is kind of mostly the reason I'm so pleasures to be back, just seeing her face isn't enough, I mean it gives you that warm feeling almost like butterflies flapping in my stomach but once I see her face no more, I crave it, crave it like the desert craves water in the hottest of summers. But when I have her and I can feel her in my arms, it gives me complete bliss and comfort, even if I wasn't home and she was with me it would feel like we were back in my room just holding each other like always.  

  Family is the second reason of loving being back because as much as people deny it especially teenagers, they'd be lost and scared without a family and as much as they disobey them, we love the fact they will always try to make you a better person. Siblings come into the equation by being that annoying person in a teenagers life whether older or younger that no matter what they do you know you love them, and you know they will always help you anyway they can just as much as you will for them.
I love being home. I walk into the sitting room and see my mum and dad all cuddled together and my sister sitting with her new hockey stick and matching outfit right next to the tree and my beautiful beautiful girlfriend with a big old smile on her flawless face and she's sat by herself in the arm chair in the corner. I walk over picking her up in my GUNS, no fuss really, hahaha, and I set her down on my lap, her head instantly laying on my shoulder. "This is amazing" I breath out, looking at my surroundings, so warm, so subtle, and I look down at Hannah, so....... Beautiful, breathtaking, small, cute, fragile, so precious. "Yeah it is" I hear her voice permit softly "mum when's the food done?" I question.  

  "is that all you think about boy?" My father questions " No, there is other things I think about" I say looking down at Hannah once again, astonished by her glowing face and natural beauty, god I love this girl. Yes I'm whipped, and I'm not ashamed. "But food is important in a growing, strong, athletic, teenage boy" I carry on answering whilst flexing my muscles, causing Hannah to laugh and bury her head deeper into my neck.
"That my boy" my dad says, causing a chuckle to rise from my throat, a blush to appear on Hannah's cheeks and my mothers hand to collide with my father chest "stop, before you make the girl die" she says before getting up to check on the food.
"DINNERS READY" my mum shouts, I get up pulling Hannah up by her waist and onto her feet "thank you" she says in the cutest voice "your welcome babe" I say kissing her lips quickly before guiding her to the dinning room. "Mmmmm, fooooooddddddd" I say when I see the spread of food.
After dinner we all gathered back in the sitting room, soon my parents went to bed, couple games later of twister my sister went to bed, leaving me and Hannah. For awhile we just sat in each other presences not saying a word as we were just comfy, having enough of sitting around, I take her hand and pull her up and towards me "what are you doing" she asks in a soft voice, sounding so adorable "something I've always wanted to do on Christmas Day" I lean other her and turn up the music just a little so it's audible for us but not upstairs and I slowly start dancing with her.  

  She quietly giggles and and the smile remains from her laughing facial structure, causing me to slowly gain a smile, admiring how fortunate I am to have her in my life. Knowing my moves I swiftly guide our dance right under the mistletoe. When I stop Hannah's head looks up to me in confusion that is until she looks further up and see the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, she blushes once again. "But imma be under the mistletoe with you shawty with you, with you, shawty with you, you, under the mistletoe" I sing the lyrics of what is currently playing, whilst doing so I lean down only a little way away from her face, waiting for her to turn her head up, in a matter of seconds she does and I gaze into her beautiful eyes, and soon I feel her lips on mine, so soft, so unimaginable. This is they best Christmas I've ever had, and it's down to this one girl. If words could only say how much I love Hannah then I'm not sure it would be enough, or if the words do even exist.