Shawn Mendes Imagines

roommates •2•

"perfect timing mr. Mendes, this is your new roommate, y/n." the landlord introduced. I tried to avoid eye contact with him. I can't believe I didn't know he was my roommate.

"Y/n," Shawn said looking me up and down. I looked up at him to see his matured face. I shook my head and walked past him to the elevator. Why did I sign those damn papers?

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"Shawn is my roommate." I said to my mom while I packed my clothes into a cardboard box. "I can't believe that out of all the people he is my roommate." I said sighing.

"Well, at least you know that your roommate isn't weird." She shrugged while she pulled out a bunch of hangers from my closet.

"Yeah instead I have my old best friend that called me a slut and pushed me out of his life." I said taping the box up harshly.

"Maybe this will help you two get along again." My mom said calmly.

"Mom," I sat the box on the floor beside the rest of them, "there's no way Shawn and I will get along again." I said shaking my head.

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After saying my goodbyes to everyone, and getting all of my stuff into the moving van, it was finally time to go and face Shawn. I took a deep breath and began to grab my stuff to carry up to the apartment. Shawn was sitting on the couch watching hockey when I walked in. He looked up at me and jumped off the couch. I accidentally dropped my keys, so I bent down to pick them up, but Shawn grabbed them before I could.

"Need help?" He asked with a small smile. I sighed and nodded my head. He grabbed the box from my hand and walked to my room. I turned around to go get the others.

After hours of unpacking and trying to get things the way I would like them, I was finally moved into my new apartment. I have been trying to avoid Shawn, so I was staying in my room a lot. A light knock on my door caused me to stop making my bed.

"Come in." I said. Shawn opened the door a little and stuck his head in.

"Ian is coming over, I thought that you might want to see him." Shawn said. Ian, Shawn, and I were best friends for about 8 years, until something happened. I haven't seen Ian in about 3 years, so it would be really nice to see him.

"Yeah, I'll be out in just a second." I said. He nodded his head and closed the door.