🌸Shawn Mendes Imagines🌸

spiders and speculations (✔)(🌸)

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"Oh my lord!" I screeched. My heart rate escalating, my hands shaky and my fear increasing. My hands reached for my phone, my fingers automatically clicking Shawn's number. He's my best friend, and he always helps me.

"Sh-Shawn, please come over and save me!" I cried into the phone, panic in my voice.

"Tristan? What's wrong, baby girl?" He asks, his voice filled with worry. I ignore the butterflies in my stomach when he calls me 'baby girl'. Sadly, we're just friends. I always blush at the 'baby girl' thing, though.

"Save me! There's this huge ass spider in the bedroom and I'm alone. It's gonna attack me and eat my face, Shawn!" I explain, trying to get him to come over. "Please just come quickly!"

Sigh. Shawn, mutters into the phone something about being on his way and to wait right there, but I don't listen because I watch the spider walk around my bedroom ceiling. Shit shit shit fuck holy fucking shit, it's moving around.

Okay, you may think I'm overreacting, but I have a serious case of arachnophobia, it's not even funny. Okay, maybe it is a little but whatever.

I hear the car pull into the driveway and it comes to a stop. Moments later, Shawn's footsteps are heard on the stairs.

"I'm here, where is this horrendous and terrifying creature?" He asks sarcastically.

I run into his arms and hug him tightly, he instinctively holds me close, stroking my hair.

"Okay baby girl, let's see this beast."" He smirks.

I playfully push him towards the corner of my room, pointing to the ceiling where the daddy long legs was situated.

"Oh god, how scary." Shawn says, rolling his eyes at me.

"Just get rid of the fucking thing, Shawn."

"Get rid? Get rid?! As in...kill?" Shawn looks fake shocked.

"Yes, as in kill." I say, mimicking his shocked expression.

"What if this spider has a sister or brother or mom? How about if he or she had a husband or wife and children, then how would you feel?" Shawn says, with a fake dramatic British accent.

"Ugggghhhh, fine! Don't kill it, just let it out."

"Bingo." Laughs Shawn, leaving a kiss on my nose.

A few moments after the spider is gone, Shawn and I lie on my bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Thank you Shawn, I really appreciate it." I say softly.

"No problem, baby girl." Shawn says, shrugging.

"Shawn, why do you call me baby girl if we're not dating?"

"Well, Tristan, I guess I'm just practicing for when we start dating." He laughs. "And besides, I love seeing you blush when I call you that...baby girl"

I sit up, looking down at him. "Shawn is this your dorky way of asking me out?"

He grabs my waist and pulls me over to him so that I'm straddling him.

"Totally" He mutters as his lips collide against mine, then we're full on making out.

Pulling away, we catch our breaths.

"Thanks for saving me, my knight in shining sweatpants." I giggle.

"Anything for my Princess."