Shawn Mendes Imagines

67: Stockholm Syndrome (Request) Part 2

Here's a part two to the request with Estoniangurll so I hope like you!

Shawn's POV:

"I feel the same way." She whispers. I'm shocked by her response. But I'm more surprised that I told her that I'm falling head over heels for her.

I wanted to take her for ransom. I need the money. Spending your monthly rent on some girl standing on the side of the street nightly just to feel less lonely isn't necessarily the best financial decision.

Seeing Anna with her sparkling brown eyes and her gorgeous dirty blonde hair made me want to have her in my life. Like as a girlfriend.

I look up to her standing at the stove, turning the oven off.

"Anna?" I say her name gently, as if it could shatter at the slightest movement of air. She doesn't turn to look at me.

"Yes?" She asks, her voice cracking.

"Anna, please look at me." I try to sound soothing. She slowly turns her body towards me and when she is fully facing me, I realize tears are streaming down her face.

"What?" She cries.

"Oh, Anna. I am so sorry. Can we please talk?" I push the chair back from the table. She wipes a tear from under her eye.

"There isn't really anything to talk about."

"Yeah there is. I screwed up, okay? I should have invited you out on a first date to a movie and then dinner, but no. I was a total jerk and forced you into my apartment. I'm completely broke and honestly, I have nothing better to do, so I thought this would be a good idea." I apologize profusely. She covers her face with her hands, her body shaking as she cries. I'm left to sit in silence as I wait for a response.

"Look, Shawn," She starts, moving her face away from her hands. "I would've said yes to going out to dinner in a heart beat. Instead, I was terrified for my life. I really don't think anything will work between the two of us. I don't know if I can-" Her voice drops to silence.

"Trust me? What do I need to do to prove to you that you can trust me? I would literally buy the moon for you, and I've only barely met you." I beg for her to listen.

"I don't know."

"I have an idea. And it's crazy cliché, but bear with me, okay?" I suggests. She giggles a little and wipes under her eyes.

"Okay." She laughs, coming over to the table. We both sit at the same time.

"We clearly got off to a rough start. I mean, I basically shoved you into the back of my truck. So why don't we rewind about let's say two hours and restart. Hi, my name is Shawn." I smile, reaching my hand across the table. She laughs again, reaching across to reciprocate my waiting handshake.

"And I'm Anna." She replies.

"Well, Ms. Anna. It would be my pleasure if I could bring you out to dinner tomorrow night at around seven o'clock."

"I would love to go out to dinner. Just as long as I am home by eleven." She jokes.

"With pleasure. Now if I may escort you home."

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A/N:

I hope you like part two Anna!!! Again, message me if you want me to change anything! I love you guys, my Rice Krispies!

QOTD: Do you sleep with a night light?

AOTD: I actually do just so that I don't trip when I get up to use the bathroom. 😁