This was it. The night you had dreamed of for as long as you could remember.
No, it wasn't your senior prom.
It was even better.
It was the BBMA's and though you didn't produce music, you had always dreamed of being there. The gowns, the lights, the people. Everything about it sent chills down your spine. When you watched it on TV when you were little, you would always talk nonstop about how incredible it would be to attend the event. Your parents would just nod their heads, you knew that they didn't understand, but that was okay, because it showed you how not everyone got this excited over something like this. It showed you that it was your turn to create some dreams of your own.
And that's when you began as an aspiring Youtuber. It was a long time before you actually made a video, but when you did, you took off. You found your passion. After a little while you began collabing with people like Brent, and Eva, but there was one person in particular you wanted to catch the eye of. Not because of the fame, or the success he had created, but because you were simply drawn to him, the way he had always made you smile.
A guitar player. A singer. A heart-melter.
Shawn Mendes.
When you were at an event with Jack and Jack, you slipped backstage to ask Johnson something that you quickly forgot about as you lost your breath. Shawn was standing there casually talking to the two boys.
To say that you were lost for words was an understatement. But you stopped for a moment before they could see you, and prayed quickly. All of those years of faking confidence had to count for something, right?
"Hey guys." You said, stepping up beside Gilinsky.
"Hey y/n. This is Shawn." One of the Jack's spoke, but you didn't notice which one. Your attention was being held by the pair of brown eyes smiling at you.
"Nice to meet you."
And the rest was history.
You stepped out of the hotel suite bathroom while smoothing out your dress. You looked up to see Shawn in a suit, standing before you with his jaw slightly dropped.
"Is it alright?" You said nervously. You had never actually been anywhere with Shawn in the public eye, but this was the night that you both decided was the time to show everyone the happiness you had found in each other.
"You're beautiful." He said breathlessly. He was lost for words this time; what you considered to be payback for the way you almost had a heart attack the day you met him with Jack and Jack.
You really loved antique cars, so Shawn rented one just for you. As he helped you get into it, he kissed you softly on the cheek. He could tell that you were nervous, so as you arrived at the venue, before taking your hand to lift you from the vehicle, he whispered that it was all going to be alright.
Lights flashing from every direction. You had experienced some media attention before, but not this much. You tried to fake your confidence again, but Shawn knew you too well, and held you a little closer. You could hear screams of fans from your appearance with Shawn. A shock to all, you imagined. You really hoped that the fans would take things well, as you were just another fan for a long time yourself. You knew all too well what it was like to see that potential girl being close to him, and that horrible feeling of wishing your own dreams from behind a screen. This person had been you many times, so you pushed this aspect to the back of your mind. After so much unhappiness, it was your turn to take everything in.
You looked at your toes and began to laugh quietly as you posed along the sponsor wall for pictures.
"What is it?" Shawn asked, smiling at the sound of your laugh.
"I'm on a red carpet!" You whispered excitedly giggling.
That was your favorite picture that you ended up seeing the next day. Your eyes sparkling not only at your childhood hopes unfolding, but also into the eyes of your new dream, your biggest wish coming true; him ignoring the rest of his surreal life, to hold you impossibly closer.
The only thing better than Shawn being your reality, was the way that, when you were on the couch cuddling in sweatpants the next day watching the playbacks of the night before, he looked at you the same way he had when you were wearing the dress of some designer you were unable to pronounce.
With this you knew, you were Shawn's dream come true, too.
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In honor of the BBMA's being tonight, and my pride in Shawn, I thought that this would be a fitting imagine:) Be sure to vote if you liked it, follow me, DM me suggestions also:) Thank you so much xx
