I was standing against the barrier outside of the radio station where shawn was being interviewed. It was a cold December morning and it was nearing Christmas. It was a little bit warmer due to everyone being in close proximity of each other but the bliste of wind still nipped at my nose and the tops of my ears.
The crowd suddenly erupted into screams and chanting of Shawn's name. There he was. He was stood in an arms length away from me, well maybe not an arms length; a little further, but he was starting to walk this way. He would occasionally stop and take pictures or sign things.
He headed towards me and smiled once he noticed me. I could feel my cheeks heating up and changing into a deeper shade of red than they already where.
"Hi, what's your name darling?" he greeted.
"y/n"
"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl, I see" he chuckled and I giggled slightly showing my inner girly girl. "Do you want to take a picture?" I shook my head and he furrowed his eyebrows.
"My phones shattered, neither of the cameras work" he nodded. "Would you sign this though" I give him my phone case which had a picture of me and my best friend on. He nodded and pulled out a marker and squiggled his signature on to it. "Thank you"
"Is that for you?" I shook my head again.
"Nope, my best friend. It's her birthday tomorrow so that's her present." He smiled and I smiled back.
"You're so thoughtful. Let's take a picture on my phone instead." I nodded and he pulled his phone out. We took the picture and he leaned closer and whispered into my ear. "I think you should type your number in as well. You know so can send you the picture." He winked and I chuckled again before taking his phone and typing in my number.
"Here!" I handed it back and smiled before he hugged me and apologised for having to leave.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionI heard you like feels about a certain Canadian boy with a guitar, well me too. 100k- 27.03.17
