Shawn Mendes Imagines

21. The Bad Boy Has My Heart (S.M)

This is written in 1st person!

I was with him once again, even though I had been told by everyone, including him, to stay away.

I'll admit that I was a bit hesitant to meet him in an alley but it's the only place where I knew that no one will see us together. So I told him that we had to meet here.

I was worried that he wouldn't show up but when I walk into the alley, and find him leaning against the wall with a sly grin on his face that appears when he sees me, my worry melts away.

I look at him, top to bottom and notice a small new tattoo on his finger.

A tattoo of an elephant.

Interesting.

I look at the rest of him and don't notice anything new from the last time that I had seen him which had been last week. I know that I shouldn't be seeing him again but I couldn't help myself.

You may be asking, who is this mysterious being that is like the forbidden fruit I can't eat?

His name is Shawn Mendes.

He's a typical bad boy, covered in tattoos and a record full of crimes.

I'm the complete opposite of him. A good girl. That is what people would probably call me anyways. I'm the teacher's pet, a report card of straight A's, and I've never stepped a toe out of line.

Well, that was until I met Shawn Mendes. We had met in class. I was paired with him to be his tutor and it only took us a few months until we got involved with each other.

All throughout senior year of high school, I had followed the rules. Been what everyone expected me to be. My relationship with Shawn was a secret as it was supposed to be until last month when Shawn and I were caught making out by someone at my school. That person told everyone they knew about our relationship and somehow, my parents found out too.

My parents reaction to this... had not been the best, to say the least.

They forced me to stay away from him and grounded me which felt like house arrest. Shawn had been unhappy with this news and recently tried to break up with me but I told him to meet me out here at the alley where I could make him reconsider.

Even after everything that had happened, I was still attracted to him.

  What can I say?

The bad boy has my heart.

Shawn and I make eye contact and the tension between us is obvious.

"We can't let go of what we have," I tell him.

"Why not?"

"We both need each other! We've become better people because of our relationship!"

It wasn't completely true but for him, it was. He hated anything soft or kindness of any sort but when he met me everything changed. I became his soft spot that was full of kindness.

He had begun changing in the smallest of actions but of course, he still had his bad boy ways.

As they all say, once a bad boy, always a bad boy.

He still had changed in some ways though. Because of me, he was actually on track to graduate from high school. He needed to realize that we need each other.

"I've changed, I suppose. Why does it matter? Do you think you can control me or tame me?"

"No!" I yell at him.

I was a fool to think that I could tame him because no matter what, he'll always resort to his old ways. I don't care though so I tell him that.

He tells me to stay away.

I tell him that I've already tried to stay away but I can't. He's become addictive, like a drug that I can't stay away from, even if I end up overdosing.

"You don't understand," he says. "I'm bad news."

"I'm aware of that," I snap at him.

He seems a bit taken aback and he says, "I'm warning you."

"I don't need a warning. I know what I'm getting into by being with you but I don't care."

He laughs and tells me, "you sound foolish."

"You do too. Getting involved with the 'good girl?' You're willingly tainting my and your reputation by doing this."

"I'm the one that's telling you I don't want to date anymore!"

"You don't want to stop dating me," I state simply. "You're just afraid of your friends thinking you're too 'soft' to hang around them."

"That's not true," he says, as he doesn't even bother to make eye contact with me.

"Come on, Shawn! Look at me and say that to my face," I yell at him.

"Don't be so loud," he mutters and he looks around the empty alley as if anyone can hear us.

"Why? It seems like the only way that you listen to me is if I yell."

"Don't say that," he tells me, and he pulls me in for a small hug.

"Shawn, don't end this," I whisper into his ear.

"I don't want to but we have to. Your parents hate me and my friends hate me too."

"I don't care what they think. I love you and that's all that matters! Nothing else matters. Not their opinions. Nothing!"

"They matter, you know that."

I ignore his remark and ask, "do you love me?"

"You know that I do!"

"Then don't end this!" I yell back.

I had already lost so much. I can't bear the thought of losing him too. He had become my religion, one that I'll end up worshipping for the rest of my life.

"I can't lose you," I tell him.

"I don't want to lose you either but what choice do we have?"

"We can choose each other. I don't want our relationship to end because of other people. The only people in our relationship are us! They aren't involved in this."

"I know," he says.

He stays silent for another moment, and I assume he's thinking about it so I stay silent too. As I look at him, I feel hopeless.

What if he chooses to end our relationship anyways?

I don't want to lose him. I'm so deeply and utterly in love with him. I don't even care if my love for him kills me because whatever kills me, only makes me love him more.

"Okay..." Shawn says, trailing off.

"What?" I ask him right away.

"You're right. Other people shouldn't even have a say in what we do with our relationship."

"So you're not breaking up with me?"

He lets out a breath that he had been holding and says, "I'm sorry for making you worry. I don't want to end our relationship but, if you do... then—"

"No!" I immediately interject. "I love you."

"I love you too," he says, as a small smile appears on his face.

"My love for you is all I've ever known."

He gives me a kiss and I return it, smiling into it as I do.

Nothing would ever end our relationship.

This is my first real attempt at writing a 'bad boy' imagine! I tried to make it as dramatic and overthetop as I imagine actual bad boy stories are. Hope you enjoyed!