Shawn Mendes Imagines

Stage fright

Shawn's POV:
I heard a million girls, and boys scream my name in excitement. The black curtain kept me hidden in the darkness, a million butterflies flew around my stomach. I looked down at my feet and tried to calm my nerves. Usually Y/N is able to calm me down before my shows, but she's not here. "Shawn?" I turned my head and tried to get my eyes to adjust in the darkness. I saw her Y/C/H (Your color hair.) shine in the faint light. My eyes lit up and a smile formed on my lips. I ran over to her, "I'm so glad you're here, I'm so nervous." I said shaking as I hugged her. "Shawn it's okay, they love you. You shouldn't be afraid, or nervous they're here to see you perform and give them the best show they've ever seen. Don't be nervous, I'm here cheering you on along with all of those fans out there." She said holding my hand. Suddenly all of the nervous butterflies went away, and I was pumped full of adrenaline.

"You got this." She said letting go of my hands. I went to walk back to my position when I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around. I cupped her face in my hands and crashed my lips on hers. I pulled away and smiled. Her eyes fluttered open and her lips curved into a smile. "Kill it Shawn." She whispered. I did what she said and looked out into the crowd of people that support me. "I won't lie to you." I sang into the microphone, I glanced down at the guitar and back at the crowd. The crowd sang along with every word. Song after song I got lost in the music and forgot that I was just freaking out. "Goodnight New York." I said as the curtains closed and my band played the music to stitches.

"That was amazing Shawn." My manager said handing me a water bottle and a towel. "Thank you." I said with a bright smile. "Oh someone is here to talk to you in your dressing room by the way." Andrew said with a small smile. I opened the door to my dressing room and saw Y/N sitting on the couch asleep. It's became a routine after every show she will watch almost all of the show, but she gets exhausted and falls asleep in my dressing room. I picked her up and carried her to the tour bus bed that we share. "Shawn." Her groggy voice called out for me just as I was about to close the door. "Yes princess?" I asked. "Will you lay down with me?" She asked with her eyes still closed. "Of course, let me change and I'll be right back." I said. I grabbed some clothes and changed. I walked back into the room and climbed into the bed. I wrapped my arm around her waist and brought her close to my chest she turned on her side so that her head rested in the crook of my neck. "Goodnight baby." I whispered. "I like this." She said in the crook of my neck. "'Me too." I said kissing her neck.