Shawn's POV
                              With (Y/n) looking at me like that I couldn't do it. I wanted to beat the snot out of this guy who just slime bucketed (Y/n) but when she told me to stop I obeyed.
                              I gave a quick glare and walked over to (Y/n).
                              "Thank you, Shawn," (Y/n) said as I helped her off of the floor.
                              "You're welcome," I said.
                              (Y/n) then looked down at her clothes. "Awe man, these were the only clothes that fit.'
                              "Do you want to come with me so I can wash your clothes?" I asked.
                              "Sure," (Y/n) said.
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                              (Y/n)'s POV
                              It was a quiet ride to Shawn's place but once we got there I was greeted by a girl.
                              "Hi, (Y/n)," the girl said.
                              "Hi," I said. "What's your name?"
                              "My name's Aaliyah," Aaliyah said. "I'm Shawn's little sister."
                              "Hey, (Y/n), follow me," Shawn said beckoning me upstairs.
                              "Coming," I told Shawn then looked over at Aaliyah. "It was nice to meet you, Aaliyah."
                              "It was nice to meet you too, (Y/n)," Aaliyah said.
                              Once I got upstairs to Shawn's room I saw him looking for something.
                              I shrugged it off and asked. "How and why does your sister know me?"
                              "I might have told Aaliyah about you," Shawn blushed.
                              "Awe, how sweet," I said. "A singer tells his little sister about a girl that he met on the streets who doesn't have a phone."
                              "Or parents," Shawn added still looking for the lost thing.
                              "What are you looking for?" I asked my curiosity getting the best of me.
                              "Something for you to wear," Shawn responded.
                              "Why?" I asked.
                              "So I can wash your clothes that have slime all over them," Shawn said.
                              "Oh," I said. "Duh."
                              Shawn chuckled. "Here," he said giving me a sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants. "The sweatpants might be a little big but there is a string on the inside so you can adjust it to your size."
                              "Okay," I said taking the sweats and walking out of the door. Then I came back. "Where is the bathroom?"
                              Shawn chuckled again. "Down the hall and to the left."
                              "Thank you," I said.
                              "You're welcome, (Y/n)," Shawn said.
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Her (A Shawn Mendes Fanfiction) ✅
FanfictionA teenage girl by the name (Y/N) loses her parents in a car crash two years ago and since then she has been living on the streets. She has no food or friends except a boyfriend who abuses her. She thinks that her life is a mess until she meets the s...
 
                                               
                                                  