Shawn Mendes Imagines

Encountering Him

Your POV
It's already past 10PM here and I just missed the train going home. To top it all off, it was snowing and I didn't come prepared.

I received a snapchat from one of my friends who went to a concert, but I don't know who was performing. To my surprise, it was Shawn Mendes! She never told me that he was performing here in Calgary and now I can't meet him anymore. The concert ended over an hour ago.

I continued to wait for the train during this cold night. I was only wearing a thin sweater, and there's still quite some time to wait. 

I see someone in the distance walking towards the platform. He seemed familiar. I squinted my eyes to get a better view and my jaw dropped as I tried to contain my scream and tears that were ready to spill out.

It was Shawn Mendes himself.

He enters the platform and walks over to me.

Stay calm, Y/N. Don't be weird and everything will go well.

"Hi, hunny!" He greets me and that's when I lost it. 

I began to tear up and he comes over to hug me. 

"Hey, shh shh. It's just me, Shawn Mendes. Nothing special." He coos and strokes my hair.

"I love you so much..." I cried into his chest and inhaled his scent. My God he smells so good. 

"I love you too, darling." He replied and made me cry harder. He's just such a sweetheart. Why can't guys be more like Shawn!?

We pulled away and he wipes away my tears with his thumb.

"So, did you love the concert tonight?" He asked, but I didn't go sadly.

"I didn't experience it cause I'm too broke and didn't know you were coming to Calgary. I'm sorry."

"Aww, babe. It's okay I'm not mad about you not going." He whispers.

"T-Thanks, Shawn. You're the best." I reply and he smiles.

"Next train arriving. Please stand behind the yellow line."  We were interrupted by the train coming in.

"Are you heading home? I can come with you if you want. I mean, my flight doesn't leave till tomorrow afternoon." He offers and adrenaline rushed through my body. I quickly nodded yes. 

We entered the train to find nobody inside, typical. It's past late hours.

"How far you live?" 

"Kinda far from here. We get off at 69th Street." I reply and he nodded.

(A/N: 69th Street is a real train station in Calgary, look it up. I didn't write this to make it dirty lol)

For the next few minutes, we chatted about his tour and my life as a fan. He seemed to be surprised and knew a lot of stuff about him.

Time went by quickly. We were interrupted by the P.A even though it only felt like 5 minutes.

"69th Street station. End of line. Thank you for choosing Calgary Transit." 

"We're here." I said and we got off and walked. I was shivering, and he noticed.

"Are you cold? Here, use this." He takes off his leather jacket and offers it.

Is he really doing this for me?

I hesitantly took it and wore it, honestly I want a boyfriend like Shawn. Or better yet, I want Shawn to be my boyfriend.

We arrived at my house and I tear up again. I have to say goodbye now.

"Honey, it's been nice hanging with you..." He starts but I hugged him tightly. I don't want him to go.

He hugs back and I sob into his shirt. He strokes my hair and hums to try and soothe me.

We pulled away and he sees my sad look.

"Here, I know we may not see each other again but do you have a Twitter?" He asks and my heart began to race.

Is he gonna follow me?

I nodded yes and pulled out my phone. He reads my twitter name and follows me.

"There, now we can keep in touch." He smiles and I hug him again and kiss his cheek. He giggles. 

"See you, Y/N! I love you." He says and kisses my forehead. I do the same with his cheek again and I saw him go back to the train station.

(A/N: I wanna be Shawn's wife)