Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Proposal (Continuation of "The Engagement Ring")

With the palms of my hands I flattened the skirt of my favourite summer dress, looking at my reflection in the elongated mirror that Shawn and I had in our bedroom. I smiled to myself as I admired the make up on my face to the heels on my feet. I liked my outfit of choice for the day and I hoped that Shawn would too when I met him for lunch this afternoon. I bit my bottom lip at the thought of him. I felt as though I hadn't seen Shawn in days for he had been rather busy these past few weeks. If he wasn't at the studio writing or recording he was out with his friends, and if he wasn't hanging out with his friends he was at his parents' house. His behaviour was quite odd and unlike him recently.

The sound of my phone notifying me that I had received a text message pulled me out of my thoughts. It was in that moment where I realised that I hadn't had a clue of how much time had passed. I grabbed my phone that was rested on the dresser and glanced at the time. There was only ten minutes until it would be noon, and twelve was when I had to meet Shawn at the studio before we went for lunch. Before I could curse myself for not keeping a better eye on the time I acknowledged the text message that was waiting to be read in the middle of my phone screen. My stomach flipped and my lips stretched into a smile when I saw who the text was from. It was from him.

From: Shawn

Hey Babe! You better be on your way, I can't wait to see you xx

I bit my bottom lip once again and was swaying without realizing it. I smiled as I quickly replied back.

To: Shawn

I'll be there soon! xxx

I then rushed out of the house not wanting to arrive at the studio too late and keep him waiting.

It was five minutes past twelve when I walked through the doors of the studio. My heels clicked in a quick pace on the tile flooring of the main lobby as I made my way to the large front desk to ask for entry, as I always had, to see Shawn. As I approached the front desk I was surprised to see that it wasn't the usual secretary who was sitting in her chair but someone else. It was... Andrew? Andrew must have noticed my confusion by the expression on my face for he began to laugh.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, beginning to chuckle myself.

"I have something for you." He replied, catching me off guard once again.

"You do?" I questioned excitedly, leaning against the granite desk. As Andrew looked for something behind the desk I looked around the lobby, wondering where my boyfriend was.

"Where is Shawn?" I asked, "We were supposed to meet here before we went out for lunch."

Andrew ignored my question and handed me a small purple envelope instead. I grasped the small card and noticed my name printed on the front in Shawn's writing. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at Andrew, he just looked at me with a smile on his face.

"I think you're supposed to open it." He chuckled, causing me to roll my eyes playfully. I opened the small envelope and pulled out a card. I opened it and my eyes followed more of Shawn's writing.

To Y/N,

Hello Beautiful! Did I ask you to meet me at the studio? I meant for you to meet me at the place where we first met. I'll see you there xx Shawn

"What is he up too?" I mumbled more to myself as I closed the card. Andrew replied causing me to look up at him.

"I guess you'll just have to go and find out." He said, causing me to smile.

"I guess I will." I chuckled, grasping tightly onto the small card.

"I'll talk to you later Andrew!" I said, turning on my heels towards the front doors.