Shawn Mendes Imagines

The Selection.

Shawn Mendes Imagines

Joelle

I go to the women's room, where all the selected usually hang out. I walk in hearing all of them gossiping about their upcoming dates with shawn, gushing at the thought of his kiss.

"what do you think it's like?" Lauren asks.

"well I'll find out tonight! I'm gonna meet him and we're going to the movies." camila says, confident with her head held high.

tonight?

but, what about our garden talk?

he needs to see the other girls, you're not the only one here don't be so selfish!

just keep telling yourself that.

am I really arguing with myself?

yup.

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I walk to the gardens sitting on our bench.

5 minutes in and I don't think he'll come. he's probably with Camilla, falling in love with her.

or he's sitting in his office forgetting about our talk completely.

10 minutes in and I'm thinking about dropping out of this stupid competition.

20 minutes in and I'm asleep on the bench.

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I awake, feeling the breeze and the feeling of someone clutching onto me. I look up to see that it's a norTHERN.

I finally see his face and realize that I could die at any minute.

#ilovemylife

northerns are armies of people that want to kill the Royal family and take over Amea. awesome right?!

I cry for help but the feel a cloth covering my mouth, putting me back into a deep sleep.

shawn

"Prince shawn! we are missing one of the selected!" my secretary says.

"which one?" I ask, looking up from my work.

"um... lady joelle." she says, looking at a list of people.

"Joelle?!" I say getting up from my seat.

"the last the saw her was the gardens last night!" she says backing up slowly.

the gardens. I forgot.

"you have no clue where she is?" I ask, tears lining my tear duct.

"not right now, they're trying to track her now though." she says looking to the floor.

"okay... you can go now." finally processing this horrible information.

Joelle

I woke up in on a chair, with cloth in my mouth, my hands and feet tied to the chair.

men surrounded me, as if they never saw a woman before.

someone behind me rips the cloth from my mouth and backs up. one of the men walk toward me, examining me.

"who are you?" I ask, fear in my eyes.

"you're worst nightmare."
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