Shawn Mendes // (short stories based on songs)

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(shawn's pov)
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word count: 803 words
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i sit in math class, only half listening to what the teacher was saying. I sat, as i always did, at the back of the classroom, trying not to be noticed by anyone, or the teacher. Obviously, i never wanted to be picked to answer a question, as i never payed any attention or cared about what she was saying. All I cared about was her. Y/N. I'd known her since we were 3 years old, we used to spend all our time together, as our parents were good friends. According to them, we used to hold hands, and were extremely close.
But as we moved on, as the years went by, time stole what we had, until we grew distant. She became the most popular girl in the school- perfect grades, captain of the sports teams, and looked up to by pretty much everyone. Meanwhile, i became less and less popular, and seen as invisible by everyone. And now, we're 12 years old, and im pretty sure she doesn't even know who i am anymore. But I never forgot. I've always felt a bond for the past 9 years, and it kills me that she probably doesn't feel the same way.
"Shawn?"
"Shawn?"
I'm suddenly snapped out of my daze, the teacher's hand waving in front of my face.
"Answer the question, Shawn."
On the board is what is meant to be calculations for a question on long division; all i see is a load of numbers and random lines, all blurred together to form nothing but confusion. Desperately, i look around, only to be faced with dozens of judging glares and looks of disapproval.
"I-um.."
I desperately look around again, searching for something, just a simple sign of reassurement.
Then i see her from the corner of my eye. Y/N. She whispers the answer to me, smiling sympathetically, before turning back around as if the whole thing had never happened.
"Uh... 13.7?" I respond, too embarrassed to look up from my desk.
"That is correct, Mr Mendes" she replies, looking down at me once more, before turning and walking back to the front of the classroom.

I sit there, humiliated, for the rest of the lesson.
But all i can think of is Y/N- the way she looked at me. Does she remember me? Does she feel the same way? A million questions run through my head, until i hear the bell signalling the end of the lesson.
Finally.
I stand up quickly, hurriedly packing everything back into my bags in attempt to get out of the school quickly.

I rush out of the classroom, being carried by a huge surge of others coming from the same lesson. I keep my head down, ignoring the remarks and careless shoves made by everybody.
"Shawn, wait" I hear a familiar voice call.
She knows my name.
She knows my name.
I whip my head around to see Y/N smiling at me, brushing a loose piece of hair behind her head.
"Hey" i say shyly, keeping my head down
She laughs, lifting my head up. "You don't have to be afraid of me shawn."
I see her face up close again, and my confidence is knocked down immediately.
How can a guy like me possibly have someone like her?
I decide to take things slowly, step by step.
"So, uh, I was wondering if you could help me with long division?" I ask, immediately mentally slapping myself.
Why do i have to be so awkward?
"Of course! When are you free, i can come on over"
"Anytime you like, i'll make it work with me. As you can see, i'm not the type of guy that has much to do anyway" i let out a small laugh, feeling more comfortable every second.
"Great. Does this Friday sound good?" she says, smiling again. Damn, i literally cannot get enough of that beautiful infectious smile. Ever since i saw her, she's had me hypnotised with her beauty, her personality, and just everything in general.
When I'm with her I feel better. You know when you meet that person, and you know they're the one that you're going to spend the rest of your life together. You're going to grow up together, get married. Not caring about your life, everything being okay as long as you're together. Getting lost, living without a plan. Being by their side every night. Laying down with eachother. Not having a care in the world.
Just being together, in perfect harmony.
With all the strings attached.
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A/N hey guys! so this is my first chapter of this book, i hope you all enjoy it! if you liked this, then please show your support by commenting, voting and following! tysm everyone!