Shawn Mendes Imagines

Attention [TRIBUTE TO CHARLIE PUTH]

(A/N: Play video above while reading. In real life, Shawn wouldn't likely do this but it's just an imagine so yeah)

Shawn's POV
I hear my phone ring and I sighed again in frustration. It's Y/N, my ex-girlfriend. I broke up with her long ago cause she's always been so clingy, annoying and really bitchy. Now, she's trying to get me back together with her, but I'm hell as sure that it's not, and never, gonna happen. 

I've moved on, I've found a new girl. Her name's Camila, the former member of Fifth Harmony. She's wayyyy more loyal, sweet and not to mention, oh so hot than that whale Y/N and I honestly don't give a single fuck if she throws mean comments at me. They're irrelevant in my life, just like Y/N herself. So go ahead Y/N and call me a dickhead, asshole, whatever. I don't fucking care, that's not gonna change the fact that you've lost my love and will never get it back. 

And if you think you can hook up with Cameron, Ian, Nash or any of the Magcon Boys, don't be surprised when they say no. I already told them how much of a slut you are and also have their own hotter girlfriends!

I got invited to a party here in Los Angeles, and of course I'm gonna attend. I mean, drinks girls and hopefully I get laid tonight by Camila. I'd love that. 

As I drove to the place, I caught up with a few friends, as well as Camila. Songs played across the dance floor, and I happily danced with Camila. Couples were dirty-dancing, so I formed a smirk and winked. She started grinding on me and I've never felt so much adrenaline and pleasure in my life! I moaned loudly and sucked on her neck, leaving hickeys. She moaned too, turning me on so, so much. 

Before I could even release, Camila stops dancing, revealing my huge surprise.

"SHAWN'S GOT A BONER!!!!" I hear Cam say and I laugh. I went to the bathroom and fixed it up. As soon as I finished cleaning up, I bumped into someone.

Y/N.

"Hi, Shawn..."

"Oh, yeah uh, hey Y.N..." I muttered, not really in the mood to talk with her. 

"So, how are you doing?"

"I'm alright. In fact, I've got a song for you. Come with me..." I pretended that I still loved her, and she looks like she's buying the idea. 

I led her to the stage and silenced everyone.

"So all of you people know Y/N..." I start to speak and she smiles.

"Well, this song is especially dedicated to her..." I say and Attention by Charlie Puth began to play. 

I sang every lyric and she gasps. As soon as the song ended, I placed one hand on her cheek and another behind my back.

I leaned in but as soon as our lips were about to touch, I smashed a cream pie, from my hand behind my back, into her face, knocking her down onto the ground. The crowd started laughing and taking pictures as she runs off the place crying her heart out. 

You wanted attention, Y/N. Well, now you got it. Stop trying to get back together with me, Y/N you worthless piece of shit. You don't really want my heart, you just wanted attention.

This is a One-Part Imagine. No Part Two.