Shawn Mendes Imagines

101- Clown

The streets were dimly lit and I the loose leaves were swirling beneath me. The thing about Autumn is it gets dark earlier and it all leads up to Halloween. Don't get me wrong! I love Halloween, just not the clown part.

I'm petrified of clowns so you can imagine my horror when the news headlines read 'Killer Clowns on the Loose' I immediate locked myself in my room; till now.

The walk from work was relatively short but something in the air made me feel on edge. There was no just cars rushing past and there was no noise apart from the sound of my feet crunching the leaves beneath me. Picking up my pace I took a quick turn heading towards Adelaide Street.

Wrong decision. I stopped dead in my tracks as i noticed a clown stood only feet away from me holding a sharp butchers knife. I visibly gulped and my steady breathing soon turned into panting.

Running for my life I tried to think of anywhere I could hide but no where semester familiar. My house was far away from Adelaide street but the faintest of memories reminded me to take my next left and run directly towards the largest house at the end of the street. Shawn.

There were many doubts flashing around in my mind weather to face my death or face my ex-boyfriend and right now seemed like the perfect time to take a visit. I sprinted the final leg of the journey and repeatedly banged on the door. The terrified tears slowly dripped down my cheek and off my chin hitting the pavements step beneath me. I banged against the door until it swung open revealing a very agitated looking Shawn.

I rushed into the house and pushed him a side before slamming the door behind me. I ran into his bare chest and wrapped my arms around him. He reluctantly repeated my actions.

"y-y/n? What are you doing here?" I shook my head and buried myself into him further. He cooed at me and stroked my hair gently waiting for my breathing to slow down and return to its normal breathing rate. "Shh"

I instantly pulled away as soon as I realised what I was doing.

"I-uh-I"

"y/n?" He cocked his head to the side and furrowed his eyebrows. "Why are you eying? What happened?" I burst into tears again.

"A c-clown! He was, he was chasing me and I had no where to go to hide but here. I'm sorry Shawn. I should go!" I rushed as I cried again.

"It's okay, don't panic. I got you. You're safe with me now." I nodded and he pulled me over the couch. "You're freezing, let me grab you a warm blanket or something from the dryer." I nodded again and he left.

I admired his living room, nothing had changed. It was obvious Karen and Aaliyah were home due to the presence of their shoes and Manny was probably working or something but everything was the same, the same couch, the same cushions, the same carpet, everything.

The many pictures were framed on the wall, many of them family pictures from previous holidays but one in particular was different. A picture of me and Shawn was hung subtly on the wall. It was from his cousins wedding. I was holding the bouquet and Shawn was carrying me like a bride. He was smiling directly at the camera and i was laughing with my head tilted back and one of my legs straight in the air whilst the other was bent over Shawn's arm.

"That was such a good day" he chuckled.

"I know" I nodded. He draped the warm blanket over my shoulders. "I wish we could go back to that day."

"I know, me too." He sighed as did I, reminiscing on the old times. "You know that was the day that I realised I was hopelessly in love with you" he mumbles. Even hearing him mumble them words made a zoo erupt in my stomach.

"Really?"

"Yup" I smiled and looked at my hand which were placed in my lap. He reached over and wiped a tear off my cheek. "And I still do"

My eyes lifted to his and we were captive in each others gaze. He leaned in slower and his lips gently pressed against mine and moulded back into the shape that they used to be.. My hand moved from his cheek and down to his chest as I gently pressed my hand against him. He raised his hand to my cheek and put his other on my waist pulling me into him more. I missed this.

We both pulled apart reluctantly before resting our foreheads against each other.

"If a clown every tries to hurt you again, I will wipe that stupid, red smile off their face" I bit my lip lightly before putting them back to his. I opened my eyes slightly and Aaliyah and Karen were stood in the door with a smirk playing on their lips.

Maybe the killer clowns aren't all the bad after all.

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