Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 1

The right reason to protect

  Y/n P.O.V

As a teenage girl I love to show the boys what I got and what they can't get. Shawn being my boyfriend finds it horrible, almost everyday he has a hissy fit because I wear explicit clothing. Now what he classifies as explicit is shorts, skirts and dresses, I'm not saying he's obsessive and demanding I'm just saying he's caring, that what he says "If you put that outfit on you can only wear it for me" he says in a serious voice with a smirk placed on his lips "if you want to go out, get either some jeans, leggings or sweats, because no guy is allowed to drool over my baby like she's a walking fuck magnet, ok?" He says more seriously, making me giggle and hug him "I know you mean good, but you gotta let me be free and they won't try anything when your by my side" I say standing in front of him with both my hands firmly on his cheeks and my fingers curved around his defined jawline.
"You know they won't because they don't want to die today" he says protectively while he clenches his jaw making my hands and fingers move and my insides gasp for air. Why does he have to be so hot ?  

  We've been out at the mall for quiet awhile now and the has been a few looks and stares at me, luckily Shawn hasn't noticed, I don't know what he would do if he had seen them. "Baby, I'm just going toilet, stay here ok?" "Yeah" after my reply I watch potter off in the direction of the toilets, leaving me alone at the table in McDonald's, I look around whilst eating my few fries that I have left and when I turn to look to my right side, I see a boy about 19 walking over to me. His eyes never disconnecting from my body and face, when he gets closer he licks his lips and sits down right next to me, right on the end of the chair, leaving me no way to get away "umm, can I help you?" Looking at the boy in a weird way "yeah, you can come back to my house and say hi to my little friend" he says whilst looking at me straight in the eye, only taking his eyes off me to look down at his pants and a smirk pulled on to his face the moment our eyes connected again.  

  "No thanks, I have a-" he cuts me off "well what a sexy girl like you doing walking around alone?" He questions, I'm about to answer but I'm cut off by the familiar voice of, my NOW PISSED boyfriend. The boy turns and when he sees Shawn he chuckles low almost like a grumble "What the fuck is wrong with you" Shawn says taking hold of the boys shirt "she said no, and why would she want a piece of shit like you in her life?" He shouts at the boy who he has now pinned to the wall, everyone's eyes on them. "What makes you different then, coz all I can see in front of me is shit" I see Shawn tense his jaw and his knuckle became more white "WHAT MAKES me different is that I KNOW HOW TO TREAT A WOMEN" "yeah well so do I, and that's in bed" Shawn hates when boys think about girls as just sex magnets, and what that boy just said was the wrong thing to say in front of Shawn, especially when he's mad as fuck at him already. "YOU FUCKING PRICK, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" he says and connects his clenched fist to the sweat covered face of the boy. The boy was so traumatised by how fast Shawn reacted that once let go of the kids top, he toppled to the ground. Shawn's face easily went back to the normal color when he saw me and he pulled me to him, kissing my cheek "you ok?" He asks "your the one that should be getting questioned on that?" I say back "as long as your ok, I'm ok" he states "then I'm perfect" I say with a small smile on my face, which Shawn mirrored but obviously a lot more beautiful than mine.  

  When we pulled back, it was as if everyone that watched the scene was frozen in shock, but then all of a sudden we were drowned in applause and shouting "good one son" "that was amazing" "that's a real man, right there" Shawn thanked everyone and we began to leave. Once we left the mall altogether Shawn stated "your never dressing like that EVER again" he says very nicely emphasising the Ever. "Well it did make you look fit as he'll you know, I almost died watching your jaw unclench and clench again and your vines pop out, it could have been the death of a new teenage girl who's trying to find her sexuality and then sees you, find her sexuality and dies, haha" I laugh and I hear his deep laugh come from right behind me. His arms wrap around my waist and his head laid on my shoulder "I can show you it again" he says in a seductive way, and kissed my neck, causing waves of pleasure and joy to run through my body, but I push him away "maybe tomorrow, I'm tired" his face dropped "you serious, that outfit tortured me all day and you won't let papa get any sugar and I saved your ass today" he says pouting watching me get into bed "night Shawn" "night y/n" he says in a upset voice, I smile knowing he's playing.