Shawn Mendes Imagines

Diary

shawn,

I scribbled the word down in black ink onto the blank page, biting my lip at the raunchy thoughts flooding my mind this second. I laid on my stomach on my bed, propping myself up by my elbow, my head in the palm of my hand.

You should be here any minute now to work on this history assignment with me. I know we're so close but I just can't help my feelings for you. You looked so good today with your leather jacket, and your hair gelled up like that. You looked like a real bad boy. That's my type. You made my stomach turn in excitement and all I wanted to do was grab your neck and kiss your pretty lips. I wanted you to kiss me hard and rough and take me by surprise and push me into an empty classroom and do me on the desk. I wanted to feel you deep inside me while I whimpered and begged for more. I imagined you choking me a bit with your big hand and your teeth grazing my skin. You drive me crazy, Shawn.

The doorbell rang and I immediately closed my journal and tucked it threw it under my bed, sprinting down the stairs.

"Hi," Shawn grinned as I opened the door to see him leaning against the doorframe, clutching the sides of his leather jacket, the one I wrote about in my journal.

"Hi," I smiled back, letting him inside. Being my best friend, Shawn went straight to my room and tossed his backpack down on my bed.

I followed close behind him as he plopped down onto the bed, resting his hands behind his head, smirking at me.

"I have a lot of things to do tonight so the sooner we start this assignment the sooner we can be done with it," I snapped, shaking my head. I walked towards the corner of my room, grabbing my books off my desk and placing them on the bed beside his things.

"Alright, missy, calm down, we'll finish in a few hours," Shawn chuckled, "no need to get your panties in a twist."

Shawn giggled, flashing his bright white teeth before biting down on his bottom lip. I glared at him before erupting in laughter and knocking his books onto my hardwood floor.

"Shut up!" I laughed and his notebook and textbook fell to the floor beside my bed. Shawn groaned, getting up and bending down to pick both of them up.

"I think you- what's this," Shawn poked his head back up, holding a  black notebook, which I immediately recognized as my secret journal I had been writing in earlier.

Shawn must have sensed my nervousness as my eyes widened and I immediately demanded for him to hand me the journal.

"It's nothing," I brushed it off, reaching a hand out and attempting to snatch it from his hands, but he pulled away fast, a confused look on his face.

He opened it, flipping through until he landed on today's entry, reading it silently.

"Shawn! Give it back, please," I begged, grabbing him and attempting to pull the book from his grip. I gave up after a few tries, seeing that my efforts were futile.

"Hm," Shawn gently closed the book after finishing, laying it beside me.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled, avoiding eye contact with him, ashamed to own up to all the things I had written down with ease hours prior.

"Don't be," he rubbed a hand on my thigh, "I thought it was kinda hot," he chuckled, making my head turn quickly in his direction.

"And if that's what you've been thinking about all day," he whispered, licking his lips as they neared mine, his eyes flickering back and forth between my brown ones and my lips aching to kiss him.

"Fuck history," he grinned, placing a soft kiss on the corner of my mouth, "let me settle your mind."

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HEHEHE sorry this was lowkey a tease since there wasnt any reAl smutty smut u kno but. maybe next time(; heheh