Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Title to This Imagine is as Long as a Fall Out Boy Song

The Title to This Imagine is as Long as a Fall Out Boy Song

I glanced at him in the halls. When no one else would. Most would run away. Look down. Like he was some monster. He was according to the rumors that raged through the school like fire on a hot day. I didn't find Shawn Mendes scary. I found him... interesting. He was a mystery. And I wanted to figure him out. But I don't think he would give me the chance to. I am sure he has a friend or two even if they are not in this school. But at school, he was alone. But so was I. I talked to people if they said hi. But I didn't have anyone as a certified 'Friend'. I pondered about this boy. Of why he was alone. I knew why I was. I just wasn't outgoing. But he was worse. He wasn't just quiet. He walked down the halls with a raincloud over his head, like hatred was fogging up a beautiful personality. Kind of the way tattoos covered his tanned skin. Or a hat shaded his face as much as possible. But sometimes I saw his face. I have even seen his smile before. Sadly, it was quickly not able to be seen as he was kicked out of the class. I often looked at his arms when I sat two desks away. Of course I covered my eyes with my elbow, like I was staring at my notes. He had some gorgeous ink on him. My parents would never allow me to get a tattoo. Even if I didn't live with them. They would ground my 30 year old butt faster than you can say Bam. There was this one. It was dark. Little letters. It took me a few days to figure out what it said, "I don't care what you think as long as it's about me". I stared at it for a few seconds before the beat behind the lyric came to mind. Fall Out Boy. Maybe he likes rock. I bit my lip tightly. When he glanced up from his hands I glanced at the teacher, watching her grimace at Shawn. Like he did something wrong. Actually I was on his side. Unlike everyone else. Even if he didn't know I did. She judged him. Like everyone else did. Like his looks or facial expressions defined him. Like that meant he was a force not to be reckoned with. Like he was a troublemaker. Everyone says he is troublemaker. But if he looked like normal American guys would they still think the same? Our teacher didn't even know him. Neither did I really. But I did. You can see something else behind someone's eyes if you care enough to look. She seemed to go at him for everything. He usually got angry saying he was innocent. Some kids blame him for messes and stuff because he just looks like a bandit I guess. And what is sad is people believe it.

"Shawn what are you high?" The teacher scowled at him. He glared up at her. The whole class went silent. All secretly glancing at him and the teacher. Shawn laughed.

"Obviously I am high," He replied sarcastically.

"Thats it don't sass me," She snapped. This happened a lot actually. But I didn't understand. Why did she even say he was high?

"Don't accuse me of things every second," He fired back, his voice not yelling yet though. He was actually calm. At least calmer than I would be.

"You can go to the office and-" She started when he started to stand. I jumped up though. Catching everyone off guard.

"Miss why you do think he high exactly?" I asked quickly. Shawn glanced at me. The first time we have ever had full eye contact. He stood by his desk still.

"Because Y/N he looked dazed over and he just-"

"Just what?" I asked. Where was this coming from? My somehow bursting personality. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. "Oh actually I know why. Because you are like everyone else. You adults tell us not to judge people by their cover right? Or not to judge at all. But here we are. You think that because he might look like he would be a quote on quote rebel, that he ultimately is one. Now if it was any other guy in this room distracted would you call such a ridiculous question? Yes I say distracted because that probably is what he was during you boring lessons that don't actually teach us anything about life. Unlike the bad lessons on moral society you are expressing right now," I breathed. She opened her mouth to speak. But I cut her off after sending another look to Shawn. I swear he looked like a fish without water. "Now tell me something. Why did he sass you? Because guess what you do this all the time. Sending him to the office. Some of the things aren't even him and I know cause I see them. And you don't bother to ask anyone except these cowards trying to make a scene. Why? Because obviously he did it right? No one else makes mistakes no!" The class muffled a laugh. I smirked. Feeling my confidence building more and more every second. "Also. everyone does it. Avoiding someone at all costs. Why. Because you all think that someone is whoever they seem to be," Shawn was looking at me, with the smallest ghost of a smile. And it made me more angry that no one ever cared to make this happen before. "You should learn not to be such hypocrites some time." I glanced around.

"Go to the office. Now. Shawn sit down."

I was walking to my locker. Hanging my head high. I could hear people talking about me. But I chose to ignore them. I opened my locker, slamming my books onto the shelf. I waited at my last class until mostly everyone was gone before I got to my locker so I didn't have to deal with all the people crowding me. I had a car anyways.

"Y/N." I knew the voice.

"Shawn." I turned. Closing my locker. He was staring at me. I couldn't read his face.

"Who do you think you are?" He said, angry. I was slightly taken aback. But I hid it.

"A girl who stuck up for you."

"You are always looking at me. You won't walk around me Why?"

"I am not scared of you at all. That's why."

"You should be," He said, his voice darker.

"You aren't bad. You just make yourself seem to be," I said calmly. Trying not to gulp as he was now standing not even a foot away. Staring down at me.

"You don't know me."

"I would if you gave me the chance."

"I didn't even know you could talk."

"I am just as alone as you." He had his hands in his pockets. 

"Well I don't need you to stick up for me. Don't do it again," He said viciously. And then he walked away. 

A/N 

Does anyone want to skip finals and go move and become one with the giraffes? I will gladly take you with me XD