Shawn Mendes Interracial Imagines (ALL RACES)

In The Name Of Love

In which it's the 1800's and you are a slave. A forbidden love story.

Reader discretion is advised
*Sexual Content*

What would you do in the name of love?

Your small finger tips are touching the soft cushions of the cotton field you are playing in. As you look around, you see people of your color picking the cotton. You don't quite understand why only the people of your color has to be treated in harsh ways, but you know it isn't right.

You hear your mother holler at you, "Y/n! Stop playing in this here field before ya hurt ya self."

"Sorry Mama." You giggle and run towards her with your little legs.

After your Mother finishes working in the field, she goes into the barn to care for the Masters horses. You wait with your Mother in the barn, as you sit on a stack of hay.

Suddenly the Master enters the room and your Mother stops working to greet him. You look away from the Master, and your eyes lead you too a small boy who looked your age.

"This is my son Shawn. This is the first time he's been outside. He likes horses, so I thought I should bring him here." The Master states.

"Yes, Master." Your Mother responds.

"Hi! I'm Shawn. What's your name?" The little boy greets you.

You walk away from him, and hide behind your Mother's leg.

"Shawn! What have I told you about talking to them. She can't understand you yet, she's too young and stupid. Remember they aren't like us, Son." The Master tells Shawn.

"Oh, yes Father. Sorry, I forgot." He apologizes.

Actually you understood him perfectly. Your Mother's parents came from the North, so they knew how to read and write. They taught your Mother and now she's teaching you. When a white person is around you guys just play dumb, because its illegal to know how to read and write for a slave.

"Now, I'm leaving him here. I want you to give him a good time, with all the horses. Understood?" The Master instructs your Mother.

"Yes, Master." Is how she responds again.

Once the Master leaves you go over to Shawn.

"Hi. I'm Y/n!" You smile at him.

"You understand me?" He asks surprised.

"Yes. How old are you? I'm seven." You ask then tell Shawn.

"I'm seven too!" He giggles.

~

Ever since that day you and Shawn became best friends. The Master and his wife didn't mind because he was around someone his age. Plus they thought he would need a slave one day, and you fit the part.

When you guys were at the ages 14, things began to become different between you too.

You and Shawn are hanging out at a lake nearby the plantation. He sits on a lower tree branch, while you rest your feet in a stream.

"So does your Mom still teach you how to read, and write?" He asks you.

"Yeah, I like it a lot. It's so many words out there, and I want to know them all." You reply.