Magcon Imagines

Shawn Mendes

Jacob coming next!!!
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I huffed as I felt my phone vibrate. My hands searched for it in my pocket, I pulled it out and read the new message.

Shawn: I just don't want you to go out and get drunk

Me: I'm a big girl Shawn

I replied quickly, knowing he wasn't going to give up without a fight. We were arguing back and forth earlier in the day about me going to a party alone. I explained to him that my friends will be there but still he feels like he has to babysit me. I should feel lucky I have a boyfriend that cares about my safety so much, but it's a turn off when he acts like my father.

Shawn: What's the big deal about going to this party anyways? Who's gonna be there that's so important?

Me: Hmm Shawn.. let me think.... maybe all of my friends? Why don't you think I can take care of myself? It's honestly so annoying when you dictate my life.

Shawn: I dictate your life? Don't be stupid, you're such a drama queen. Heaven forbid you have a boyfriend who cares, right? Go out, get drunk, hang out with other boys and kiss them for all I care!!! Bye.

Me: Bye.

Shawn: Bye, have fun at your party.

Me: I will, bye.

I screamed out loud. I swear we're the most stubborn people in the world it makes it so hard to argue. My phone vibrated it again, I screeched thinking it was Shawn. The screen showed a text message from my friend saying she was here. I walked outside and into the junky car. It was rusted and the brakes squeaked but I couldn't drive myself, no matter what Shawn said, I'm having fun tonight.

The party wasn't crowded, but it definitely filled the house. There were tubs of alcohol scattered throughout the house and trash littered the floors.

"What's up?" My friend Jonah asked. He was a nice guy, blonde hair and blue eyes. I'm surprised he's single.

I smiled at him politely and replied back quickly, "What do you think?" I asked. He looked at me carefully.

"Well you look like you need a drink, that's for sure" he determined. I stifled a laugh and followed him to the first cooler we found. He pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured it halfway into a plastic cup. He then mixed it with fruit punch and handed it to me.

"It's like you do it every week" I joked. The party tonight belonged to Jonah, he has a party every week. Some are smaller than others of course but he's your go-to when you need to take your mind off things. "Can I talk to you?" I asked. He nodded his head and directed me to a more quiet space, he directed me to his parents bedroom, his was occupied.

"What's wrong?" He asked me. I took a gulp of my drink to loosen up, even though it tasted awful, I had to keep drinking for it to take effect on me, "Me and Shawn got in a fight before I came here and now I feel guilty" I said.

"About what?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and took another swig.

"He didn't want me to come to a party where he wasn't at and drink because it's unsafe" I told him. I made quote marks with my fingers, exaggerating the word unsafe. I drank again.

"It kinda sucks your boyfriend is a girl" Jonah said jokingly. I rolled my eyes at him and playfully shoved him. I suddenly realized that Jonah was a few drinks away from wasted. His eyes were bloodshot and his words were delayed. I laughed at his appearance and he laughed back, confused, "What?" He asked.

"You" I said. He smiled and suddenly turned serious.

"What about me?" He asked again, not stopping with the questions. I shrugged my shoulders and laughed again, drinking more of my drink. I swished it around and noticed it was half empty.

"I don't know I just looked at you really" I told him. He was uncomfortably close to me now. His eyes were locked to mine and he refused to look away.

"You know, I would never treat you like Shawn does. I know you can take care of yourself. You're a strong, beautiful girl" he said, leaning in so I could feel his hot breath on my neck. His breath reeked of vodka. I tried to scoot away from him without him noticing but he just scooted closer and closer. Jonah broke the space between us and smashed his lips onto mine. I shoved him off and freaked out, "Come on you know I could treat you better! Why are you with him anyways" Jonah said, sounding frustrated. He leaned in for another kiss and made it before I could swat him away

"Jonah stop!" I yelled at him, standing up and walking out into the main rooms. I searched the room for my friend who brought me here. She was drop dead wasted. I started to panic, my breathing was increasing and I felt dizzy. I knew what I needed to do, I was gonna have to loose my dignity in the process. It was too loud in the house to hear anything, I walked outside and dialed Shawn's number.

"Hello" he said in an angry tone.

"Shawn?" I asked sniffling. I didn't want to cry, he would feel bad and blame himself for letting me go alone.

"Baby what's wrong?" He said suddenly alert. I couldn't hold my tears in anymore. The tears fell out of my eyes before I even had time to react.

"Shawn I need you to pick me up" I begged, trying to catch my breath. I was about to have a panic attack, my head was spinning and I couldn't catch my breath. My vision was getting blurry and I was getting the worst cold cheers.

"I'm on my way baby don't go anywhere" he said, I could hear him shuffling on the other line. I hung up and sat on the cement steps waiting for my boyfriend to save me again. Five minutes later I saw his car pull up. I stood up but Shawn was already out of the car rushing to me, "Hey baby what's wrong?" He asked, throwing his jacket over me and escorting me to the car.

I huffed, "You can't get mad?" I told him trying to calm down. He nodded in understanding, "I was sitting talking to Jonah and he kept trying to kiss me" I confessed. Shawn gripped the steering wheel, his muscles tightened and his jaw clenched.

"He's an asshole baby" he said. I lightly chuckled. A few hours ago I would have flipped out on him, now I understand.

"I'm sorry about earlier" I said looking at Shawn. He loosened up and gave me a sympathetic look, "Don't look at me like that, you know you were right and I should have listened" I waved my hand around in emphasis.  He pulled up into his parents driveway and we quietly walked inside together. We walked into Shawn's comfortable room. He immediately walked to his closet and changed into pajamas, throwing me one of his large t-shirts. I stripped into my bra and underwear and placed the shirt on. We crawled in bed together and I cuddled up against Shawn, "You're too good to me, I really don't deserve you" I said half asleep. I probably looked atrocious, my hair was ratty and makeup smudged, I don't even want to talk about the smell wafting off of me.

"Don't say that baby, you're too good for me" he started, pausing to kiss my head, "That's why I'm so overprotective, cause I'm afraid otherwise I'll loose you" he confessed to me. I readjusted myself and scooted as close as I possibly could. "I love you" he said pulling me closer also. His arm was wrapped around me as my head lay on his chest.

"I love you so much, thank you for tonight"

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This is long and sucks!!!