Shawn Mendes Imagines (Editing + Open Requests)

♬1.3 - I Got You

Imagine getting hurt, but Shawn helping you. You also realize that he has feelings for you.

"And in lane four — Maple Blued!" the announcer called.

This was it.
The day everything could change.
If I placed top three, I'd qualify for Olympic trials.

I scanned the field, unable to see the crowd, but I knew who was out there.
My parents.
My two best friends.
Shawn.
And my boyfriend — which, honestly, I was surprised about.

Shawn always told me I could do better than Nathan.
But I had never seen Nathan the way everyone else did.
He could be sweet.
He could be caring.
He was just... not big on affection.
Or showing up.
Or staying.

But I pushed the thought aside.
Not today.

I took my mark, shook out my hands, breathed in — and waited.

Gun.

Run.

Hurdle one.
Jump. Extend. Snap. Land. Run.

My mind locked in — pure muscle memory.
This was what every hour of training was for.
The pain. The sweat. The tears.
All for this.

Hurdle two.
Jump. Extend. Snap. Land. Run.

I thought of Shawn — chasing his dreams too.
Madison Square Garden.
The famous Shawn Mendes and the Olympic hurdler best friend.
Our futures — side by side.
Almost within reach.

Hurdle three.
Jump. Extend. Snap. Land. Run.

The crowd blurred.
The world narrowed to my heartbeat.

Hurdle four.
Jump. Extend. Snap. Land. Run.

Hurdle five—
My foot hit the ground wrong.

Sharp pain shot up my leg.

Run.

I kept going. Tears stung my eyes, but I didn't stop.
One more hurdle.

Jump. Extend. Snap—
Land. Fuck.
Run.

Finish.

The moment I crossed the line, I collapsed to my knees. Whether it was pain or disappointment... I couldn't tell.

My coach rushed over and knelt beside me, placing ice carefully against my ankle.

"You did great, kid," he said quietly.

"I— I landed wr—"

"I know. I saw it. You lost the lead, but you held on."

"What?"

"You were in first. Izzy caught you, but you still got second place."

I froze. "So... I qualify?"

"Yeah, kid. You're going to Olympic trials."

The tears finally broke — but this time they weren't pain.

⸻

Macy, Claire, and Shawn came rushing down the hill toward me. Their worried expressions melted the second I smiled.

"You okay?" Macy asked.

"Yeah," I laughed breathlessly.

"You crushed it," Claire beamed.

Coach helped me to my feet.

"I can't believe it. I'm going to Olympic tryouts!" I yelled.

They pulled me into a group hug.

"Where's Nathan?" I asked.

Shawn's expression shifted. "He, uh... left before the race."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry, Maple."

"He didn't deserve to see this anyway," Claire muttered.

Shawn slid an arm around my waist. "Come on. I'll help you walk."

My parents found us halfway up the hill, hugged me tight, then moved ahead to give us space.

Walking was slow. Awkward. Wobbly.
We kept laughing every few steps.

"You two need help?" Dad called.

"We got it, Mr. Blued!" Shawn shouted back, laughing.

But the ground was wet.
My foot slipped — and before I fell, Shawn's arm tightened around my waist, pulling me into him.

"I got you," he said softly.

"Thanks," I breathed, looking up at him.

"You'll always be alright if I'm around," he said, and the words landed deeper than he meant them to.

I swallowed. "This hill might actually kill us though."

Shawn stepped in front of me.
"Come on. Piggyback."

"Shawn—"

"Blame gravity later. Get on."

I climbed onto his back, his hands hooking under my thighs, steady and warm.

"Thanks for actually being here," I whispered.

"Of course," he said. "And I'm sorry about Nathan. I know you try to prove he's a good guy, and maybe he is. But he's a shitty boyfriend. He never stays. He never shows up. You deserve better."

"And who would that better person be?" I asked quietly.

He hesitated.
Heart-beat pause.
Breath-held stillness.

"I... I mean..."

"Shawn."

He exhaled.

"Me.
It would be me.
I'd treat you better."

I rested my chin on his shoulder.

"I know," I whispered.

I kissed his cheek.
His face flushed warm instantly, a small smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Thanks for carrying me up the hill, Mendes."

"Anytime, Blued," he laughed.

I can't believe Ed performed with Shawn omg!!!!! it's so incredible. Like It was a few days ago but I am still freaking out!!