This took awhile but Im tottally here now so hope you like it <3.
Him. Him. HE was all i wanted to know, see, hear, and think of. I've only dreamed of moments of this in my head. these kinds of moments are olny seen in the freaking movies for God's sake! I WAS GOING TO HIS CONCERT AS A VIP ATENDEE. You had better belive I spazzed out when my parents got me the tickets. Now I was actulally going! I had picked out my favorite shirt and I had even paired It with some new converse and freshly curled hair. I looked like those girls you see in those put together out fits that never seemed to wrinkle. I had to say, I had outdone myself. I took one last look in the mirror and walked outside my room door, which was plastered with photos of Shawn.
"Mom! Im leaving now. I'm going to the concert! I'll tell you all about it when I get back!" I said.
" Okay sweets! call me when it's over, I wanna hear how your night was!" she said. I walked outside to my car and zoomed off to the stadium. I left early so I would be in line for the meet and greet early. Traffic kicked ass, but I still got there as like the fifteenth person in line. waiting In line was nerve-racking. My hands were sweating profusely, and my hair probably had something in it. I was all worried about my look , but when he walked in..oh my god, I didn't even care about me anymore. his music kept me sane, alive, and happy. Isn't that a feeling everyone should have?
the line was moving so slow I honestly could have given birth. eventhough I was early in the line all the other people meeting him were crying and spazzing out. I had MY shit together. I was ready as hell to meet him. But when I was next in line, MY shit hit the wall, and all these terrible senarios were running through my head.
"Aleksa?"
Someone just said my name. I was looking around to see who It was but everyone was looking at me so hopefully. " Why are you all looking at me like that? What!?"
"Beacause," someone said, " you're next to meet him. HE said your name."
"OOOH!...oh. Oh my God. Yeah!" I did'nt even realize the other girl was done with him. I briskly walked forward to meet him. I probably looked so rude not walking forward to see him, so I explained. "Hey Shawn. I'm so sorry for not walking up right away and I just wanted to say I'm really really really....." He took my hand in his really large, man hand. I WAS HOLDING HIS HAND UGHHHAHH! "Hey Aleksa it's fine." he told me. his voice was so good to hear in person. " I just wanted to meet you. That's all."
"Well good." I said. " How are you doing with the touring and all? do you miss being in one place?"
"Of course I miss being in one place. But I love meeting you guys more. You are apart of the reason I'm on the road anyway so I owe you guys so much." he said.
"Thanks for sharing your gift shawn. I love you for that. " I said. Wow I said that, that was bold.
"You're welcome Alexa. You're more special than most I can just tell." He brought me in for a big hug. This was tha warmest and softest hug I've ever had, and I loved it.
"Do you want some pictures?" he asked me.
" Hell yeah!" I said. He laughed and took my phone for some selfies. he gave my phone back and he said he would see me at the show.
" Yeah, yeah you will." He leaned in for a kiss on the cheek and I gave him one. I KISSED HIS CHEEK. I was chill on the outside but going wild in my head. I walked away from him and let go of his hand.
What did he mean see you at the show? I mean I would be in the third row to the front but would he see me? I'll just have to see If we make eye contact.
"Wait Aleksa!" he chased after me. He came up to my ear and whispered something in it.
" You look beautiful. Next time, don't sweat it."
I walked to my seat with a smile.
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FanfictionThese imagines are very sweet and short. They're about your favorite person: Shawn Mendes, the quirky, genuine Canadian boy