shawn mendes imagines

High

"Come on you slow ass bitch!" My lovely best friend called to me as I took one last look in my full-length mirror and admired my not-too-shabby reflection. I grabbed purse and headed downstairs, stealing a last glance before setting my attention onto my impatient friend who was glowering at me as she waited by the front door, her hip cocked as well as her eyebrow as she watched me ascend down the stairs.

"Took your fucking time." She said, turning around and opened the door to proceed to her car. We were heading to a college party. I had no interest in going but my wonderful bestie had persuaded me into coming because, according to her, I was "being a boring and antisocial cunt." Besides, who knows if this party will be shitty as all the rest have been.

We pulled up at the frat house and stepped inside to have red solo cups shoved in our hands, filled with some unknown liquid that we both downed anyway. I didn't have many friends at college apart from Zoe, and she had her own friendship group anyway, who I was unfortunately going to have to meet.

Her group were sat in the front room of the house, in a little huddle. There were about 15 of them, mostly boys with only like 6 girls, who all looked up as Zoe walked in with me, making her entrance known as usual. She sat down next to an auburn haired girl who introduced herself as Jemma and gave me a friendly smile. I squeezed in next to Zoe, and also next to a tall brunette boy.

The smell of marijuana was overwhelming from the start and it took all of my willpower to not wrinkle my nose at the stench of the boy sitting next to me. I tried focusing on the names that were being passed to me by everyone else in the circle but the herb smell would not let me do such a thing.

"Shawn." Said the boy slowly, as if confused in what he was saying and then smiled to himself. What?

"Alicia." I said back, bemused at his Cheshire Cat like grin. I then took in the sight of his completely bloodshot eyes. Whoa okay he's totally stoned. Noted.

He turned his head back from me and into the group of people who's names I had never even learnt in the first place and announced loud and clear that he had a great idea.

"Why don't we all play truth or dare?" He asked, the completely unfunny suggestion managed to make two of the girls crack up. What on earth have these people been smoking?

"Great idea. Who's got the vodka?" Zoe asked, a smirk forming on her face.

Well I guess I'm driving tonight then.

A large bottle of vodka was handed round until it was passed to me. I declined, not wanting to have to either drive home drunk or stay round the night completely pissed at a strangers house. Plus, I have no idea what was in that red solo cup from earlier.

"What, don't you drink?" Shawn asked me, his words slightly slowed down.

"Not when I'm designated driver." I replied shortly.

"Don't worry about that, you can stay round here after. The house owner won't care. Plus, you look like you need a good time."

I was about to decline as politely as I could but I paused. He did have a point, I kind of did need to have a good time since it had been months since I had last gotten wasted.

"Aha! I see that hesitation! You're staying." He said, his tone shouting finality. Zoe's ears perked up and she gave me a not-so-discreet wink. I rolled my eyes in reply. There's no way I'm going to do stuff with a stoned and possibly pissed guy I've only just met.

"Zoe! Truth or dare." A guy sat opposite us shouted.

"Dare." Zoe said cheekily, without any hesitation.

"I dare you to... take a toke off of my spliff." He said, passing the spliff around the circle, some people taking puffs from it and some just passing it along until it reached Zoe. I never knew she was into doing this sort of shit.

She pursed her full lips are took a long, deep drag from it and took her second breath before exhaling just as slowly as she had inhaled, a winning smile on her face as she passed it over to Shawn, who took several drags before putting the now dead spliff into an empty solo cup.

"Alicia. Truth or dare?" She asked devilishly. I internally groaned. Both were as worse as each other. Truth would end up with Zoe making me spill my guts and dare would end up with me being publicly humiliated.

"I... uhh..."

"She says dare!" Shawn said next to me. I shot him a dirty look but I was secretly thankful because I actually had no idea what to have picked.

"Okay... I dare you to take a toke from a spliff. Just one." She said. I groaned externally this time. Zoe knew full well of my beliefs on smoking and my morals. This is what she meant by I have to start living my life.

Well I promised my parents I would never drink before I was 21 but look where I am now. Maybe this wouldn't be too bad?

This spliff was passed to me and I tenderly placed my lips on it and took a puff. I coughed and spluttered right after, exhaling all of the smoke before it even had the chance to go into my system. Despite this, most of the people seemed satisfied with the completion of my dare and they were eagerly awaiting for the next victim.

Except one person wasn't content with my puff.

"That was weak. Do another one." Shawn said.

I shook my head, "no, you have one."

"No not until you have a proper drag." He said plainly. I shook my head again and turned away. Shawn sighed in frustration and grabbed the blunt from me.

"What are you doing?"

"Trust me on this." He said simply before taking a large drag and handing the blunt to the girl on his right. He then turned his head and put his hand behind my head to pull me towards him.

His lips met mine and he moved them along with mine, setting up a rhythm for both of us. He tangled his hands in my hair and pulled me onto his lap, his kisses getting more and more fervent.

He then began to slowly release the smoke into my mouth from his own and I breathed it all in, yearning for more from him as any excuse to keep kissing him. His tongue swiped out into mine and he slightly pulled my hair, causing me to release a moan unexpectedly. I prayed nobody else heard that.

He finally pulled away and moved his lips slowly to my neck, leaving wet and slow kisses from my jawline to my collarbone, earning wolf whistles from the small crowd of people behind us who had paused their game of truth or dare to watch the scene unfold.

Shawn pulled away from my neck and gave me a toothy smile.

"Still don't think that was good enough, can we try that again?"