shawn mendes imagines {under editing}

nothing but a burden

shawn mendes imagines
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stella's pov

i was nervous, and shawn could tell.

he took my hand in his gently and pulled me against his chest, capturing my body before i could attempt to pull away. he laid multiple kisses on my forehead, laughing at my state, "baby, i didn't think you'd be this nervous. we don't have to."

"shawn, there are fans out there that want to see you," i said, "you wouldn't want to hold them up."

shawn was halfway through his illuminate tour and i was joining him, not able to turn down his constant pleads to. we had been dating for almost nine months, but have been friends since babies. our families have always been close, so shawn and i's connection was something that my mom 'totally seen coming.'

but i have never met his fans, them only seeing me through the pictures shawn and i post on instagram. i fear them not liking me, as they were one of the biggest things in shawn's life.

if i was nothing but a let down to them, i don't know what i would do.

"i want them to see you too," he said, emphasizing 'you.'

i bit my lip, resting my head against his shoulder and snaking my arms around his waist. he took my silence as his chance to continue speaking, "you don't want to meet them, do you?"

"i don't want them to hate me, i want them to support us and not see me as some burden in your life," i pulled out of shawn's hold and sat on the couch, folding my hands anxiously on my lap.

"sweetheart," shawn started, "it doesn't matter to me how they see you-"

"they are your biggest supporter's, though, they got you here," i said, gesturing to the tour bus, "this is because of them."

"i know it is," shawn nodded, "but no matter if they like you or not, i will. i love you, and nothing will change that. i see comments, so i understand why this is scary for you. i'm not forcing you to come out with me, but i know they really want to meet you."

i sighed, watching as he crouched down in front of where i sat and took my hands in his again. he pressed his lips to the back and let them linger there, before standing back up.

"i just," i sighed, "i don't know, feel like a bad girlfriend." i dipped my chin towards my lap, not able to look at him.

shawn pulled me up so i was standing face to face with him, worry creasing his forehead, "why would you ever think that you are a bad girlfriend? you give me everything i need and more."

"i don't know," i shook my head, "it's just, so many people. the thought makes me shiver. but this is your life, and i am too much of a coward to-" shawn cut off my nonsense rambling by pressing his lips to mine.

i gave in immediately, kissing shawn back. he pulled away, his palms resting against my cheeks.

"you are the best, okay? i understand that this is overwhelming, and that you aren't ready. this will come with time, i promise," shawn kissed my forehead, "i'm going to head out, okay?" i slowly nodded, not even attempting an apologize knowing he would just protest.

i watched as he smiled before stepping outside. through the tinted windows, i seen a group of roughly twenty girls smile giddily at his presence. his security guard was there making sure things didn't get out of hand, and luckily, he didn't have to step in.

"i've never seen him so crazy about someone," a voice said, causing me to snap my head in the direction of the small kitchenette. andrew sat at the table, his laptop and an assortment of papers scattered around him. i blushed, realizing that he seen shawn and i's moment.

"oh," i coughed quickly.

"he's so protective over you, and he always wants the best for you," andrew said, refocusing on his laptop, "i agree with shawn that all that-" he jabbed his thumb in the direction of the window in which you could see him talking with fans through, "-is a lot to get used to. but you are right, it is his life. you should hear the way he praises you when you aren't around. it's annoying, but he is just so happy." i chuckled at his last few words, a smile pulling his lips upwards.

i hesitated, "do you think i should go-"

"i think that would make him so happy," andrew nodded, looking at me.

i pulled on my beige vans that were by the door, receiving a reassuring nod from andrew as i pushed the door open. shawn heard, instantly spinning around and locking eyes with me, "stella?"

i nodded slowly, the voices of the girls he was talking to falling silent. he quickly hurried towards me, a smile etched across his face. he beamed, "i thought-"

"this is your life," i said quietly, hearing a few girls squeal when he kissed my cheek, "so it's mine too. plus, a little birdy has told me how whenever i'm not around, you don't shut up about me."

"andrew," he blushed, shaking his head. he met my gaze, "can i introduce you?"

"yeah," i nodded, smiling as he guided me to the crowd of girls and guys.

"guys," shawn said, "this is my girlfriend, stella. she's very shy, but she wanted to meet you all," he squeezed my hand and i bit my lip, shyly waving.

"oh god," one guy said, "how cute are you guys? can i get a picture?"

his phone was passed to the security guard and shawn looked at me, smiling even bigger after receiving a nod of approval. we stood on either side of him, smiling as the camera flashed.

"you guys are the sweetest, how long have you been together?" a different girl asked, smiling as shawn took a picture with her.

"almost nine months," shawn said without hesitation.

she squealed, "so adorable."

i blushed, heat creeping up my neck and into my cheeks. his arm found my waist and wrapped around it, securing me against his side.

"do you love her?" someone asked from the back.

"more and more each day," shawn mumbled quietly, but still, the fans burst into hysteria.

shawn chuckled at my expression, continuing to take pictures with fans but keeping me clutched to him. each fan introduced themselves to me and asked silly questions like 'is shawn always annoying?' or 'what's he sweetest thing he's ever done for you?'

i answered all of them truthfully, my voice quieter than i liked.

"i have an event that i have to start getting ready for, so i have to go. but i loved meeting you all," shawn wove, taking a picture with the last fan before waving to the whole group.

synchronized 'awes' flooded through the crowd and i bit my lip, reaching out and taking a girls hand that eagerly reached out for me. i released myself from shawn's hold and he stiffened watching as i reached out and connected my hand with the younger girls.

he relaxed, knowing that i would be okay.

all of them were so positive, and i realized that it was silly of me to ever assume that all i would be to them was a burden.

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