My second Shawn Mendes Imagines
if you want more check out my 2 other imagine books along with "The Cabin," "Wrong Number," "Remember," and "Wrong." That all include Shawn Mendes.
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I was currently on my way to Orlando. I decided that I needed to pull into a gas station to get gas, and some snacks. I pulled into the nearest one, and pulled up to a gas pump. I got out of my car and walked into the seven eleven. I was greeted with the smell of old hotdogs and cleaning chemicals. I grabbed a cup and scanned over the various options of drinks. I decided on a blue slushee. I placed the cup under the machine and pulled down on the lever. I was struggling to keep it down.
"Need help?" I turned my head to see a boy with dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a warm smile. He looked very familiar for some reason.
"Uh," I realized I was staring so I looked back at the cup, "yes, please."
He pushed down on the lever showing off his muscular arms that flexed when ever he applied pressure to the lever. He was definitely very attractive. The blue icy liquid filled up the cup, once it was done he put the lid and stuck a straw in it before handing it to me.
"Thank you so much." I laughed softly.
"No problem," he shrugged, "so, are you from here?" He asked.
"No, I'm just visiting. I'm a 19 year old that has never been to Disney world, and I'm here to change that." I said cashing him to smile. "Are you?" I asked.
"No, I'm here for a concert." When he said that I immediately recognized him. He was Shawn Mendes.
"Shawn!" A deep voice called for him.
"One sec." he called out to the person. He looked back at me and smiled.
"I have to go, but I would really like to talk more." He turned around and grabbed a napkin, he asked the person behind the counter for a pen. He took the pen from the guy's hand and wrote something on the napkin.
"Come on Shawn!" I heard someone say in an aggravated tone. Shawn handed me the napkin before jogging out the door leaving me there confused. I looked down at the napkin to see his number written in black ink. I smiled to myself and slid the napkin in my back pocket.
