Magcon/One Direction Preferences and One Shots

The Right Guy // Shawn Mendes

There are a bunch of Shawn Mendes stories on here at the moment and I'm sorry for that. I'll change it up with the next update! But anyways, I remembered I wrote this like two years ago and thought I'd put it up here because it's cute so why not. Hope y'all enjoy! Let me know if there are any requests :)

                                                                         ~To the story we go!!~

"Was that some flirting I spied between you and Casper during lunch?" My best friend McKenna squealed. 

My face turned a lovely shade of red. Boy does she love to embarrass me, especially when barely out of ear shot of the boy in question. 

"Maybe? Ugh I don't know boys are way too complicated." 

"Kath I have to watch you and Casper banter, flirt, whatever it is everyday. And never know what he's thinking. Trust me, I get it."

I shrugged, "Maybe he doesn't know what he wants."

"He wants a quick hook-up like all guys. And he knows that that is not you. Though maybe he likes that. You never know!" She bumped my hip with her own before we approached him. 

And that was when we noticed her.

The girl that everybody in this entire school envies. Her hair is as dark as night and her skin is as pale as snow. She has these light but bright green eyes and she is nothing but nice to everyone. Freshman included. 

"Hey Skai," McKenna chirped. 

"Hey!"

I flashed her a smile, suddenly unable to speak. Surveying the situation, I saw the way she was leaning into Casper, a protective arm hung loosely on her hip. And the glow coming from both of their faces. 

I smiled at them, "So when did this happen?" 

 A blush dusted both of their cheeks as they answered simultaneously, "Last night."

I swear everyone in the school heard my heart shatter. However the smile on my face never wavered and I simply replied, "Congrats guys! I wish I could stay to chat but I've got loads of homework to do." 

They all said good-bye and McKenna, knowing all to well that I had barely any homework, raised her eyebrows at me to which I just rolled my eyes. I could hear the three of them laughing as I walked away. The sound caused my chest to tighten. As soon as I was out of sight I began sprinting to my car. Pushing through the doors to get outside I spotted the car I got for my seventeenth birthday. It was a powder blue, convertible Volkswagen Beetle with a black top and tan interior. I was hopelessly in love with it. I screamed when I saw it parked in the driveway when I woke up that morning. And when my parents handed me the keys after I passed my drivers test later that same afternoon, I cried. My parents just smiled at me. I thought about how they said, "We're so proud of you Kathy and we wanted to reward you."

I responded the way any teenager would, "Ohmygosh thank you guys so so so so so much!!!!"

I lost it after that, although my parents might argue I lost it the day I turned 13 and entered the land of teenagerdom, crying many happy tears.

Coming back to reality I realized that I was at my little hideout. A breeze hit my face as I slid out of the car and I inhaled, the scent of the ocean eminent. Waves crashed, rolled back out and then crashed again, making a song of sorts. Quiet, peaceful, and all mine. Well, at least I thought so. As I walked closer to the ocean I could hear someone singing. It was a guy, probably my age and he was playing the guitar. He must have been playing an original song because I didn't recognize the lyrics. I froze as he sang the next verse,