Shawn Mendes Imagines

Drunk

"Y/N?" Nash's voice boomed into the phone overpowering the loud music.

"Let me guess, Shawn's singing love songs all over the place?" Thats what Shawn does when he is drunk. He sings his old songs, making a scene so he could get all the attention.

"Yeah, do you mind picking him up here at the club?" Nash asked.

"Of course , I'll be there in 15 minutes." I hung up and grabbed my boots and jacket.

Shawn was stressing over his music, so I told him to have a guys night out with the boys. I'm not surprised Nash called me at 2am to pick up my handsome boyfriend.

I arrived in front of the club with Shawn in Nash's arms.

"I THOUGHT THAT I'VE BEEN HURT BEFORE!" Shawn screamed for the whole world to hear. Even the girls passing by him were scared.

I laughed and opened the car door. "Can you take it from here?" Nash asked whole shoving Shawn in the passengers seat and putting his seat belt on for him.

"Yeah, I am so sorry that Shawn had to ruin boy's night for you Nash." He chuckled and shook his head.

"If anything Shawn made it better." He smiled at me.

"BUT NO ONES LEFT ME QUITE THIS SORE!" Shawn screamed out of nowhere causing Nash and I to jump.

"Okay, thank you again Nash." I said before pulling away from the curb.

He waved at me as I turn on the radio.

"Excuse me!" Shawn said with attitude out of nowhere causing me to jump again.

"What?" I asked.

He snapped his fingers at me. "It is rude to interrupt someone while they are singing!" He turned off the radio and began screaming Stitches again.
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"I AM SO HANDSOME!" Shawn yelled while I dragged him into the front door of our house.

"Babe, be quiet, the neighbors will hear you!" I scolded him.

"Who are you calling babe?!" He pulled away from me and gave me the most sassiest face ever.

"You will be the death of me." I muttered under my breath as I dragged him upstairs into our bedroom.

I shoved him onto the bed and glanced as he looked handsome as ever in his leather jacket and shoes.

"Hey you!" He yelled pointing his fingers at me.

"What?" I said grumpily while looking for his pajamas.

"Aren't I so handsome?" He asked cockily pointing at his facial features.

I walked over to him with his pajamas in my hands and sat next to him. "Yes Shawn, your very handsome." I sigh.

"Uh.... Are you flirting with me?" He accused.

I shook my head and began to take off his shirt. "No!" He yelled.

"What?!" I asked angrily.

"I have a girlfriend okay? I know im hot and you couldn't resist but I feel the same way when im with my girlfriend, Y/N." I smiled at his cuteness and loyalty.

"And I dont like seeing her mad because she is scary when she is mad." I giggled at his reply.

"And you know what she does to me when I don't behave?" He whispered into my ear as he pulled me closer.

"What?" I asked.

"She beats me with a belt." I can't believe this boy really said that.

"No I dont!"

"How do you know? Your not my girlfriend!" Shawn poked my cheeks several times before I finally grabbed his hand and intertwined it with mine.

"I am your girlfriend!" I finally say. His face glows up and he throws his arms up in the air.

"You are my girlfriend!" He pressed our cheeks together. He wraps his arms around me.

"I love you." He slurred into my ear.

"I love you too Shawn."