𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

no strings attached

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
→ no strings attached ←

My eyes flutter open as I wake up in the middle of the night. I am naked under the black bed sheets, my legs tangled with someone else's. I sat up, clutching the sheet over my chest as I look around the dark room. 3:23 the alarm clock read and I turned my head, my eyes settling on the insanely beautiful brown haired boy beside me, sleeping.

He laid on his stomach, his head facing me and one arm tucked under the pillow. His pink plump lips were parted so slightly, soft snores slipping through. He's beautiful, I thought to myself. But I can't love him, no getting attached. No strings attached. This is only a one night stand.

My head started to pounded vigorously and I moved back down, moving my eyes back to the boy. Maybe I should try, I told myself.

No! Getting attached could ruin your reputation! You fuck em' and leave em' like you do with every party. My mind told me.

I rubbed the side of my face, letting out a long sigh. Bringing my hand up, I placed it on his soft, warm, cheek. Moving the pad of my thumb back and forth on his skin, I felt him twitch and a small, tired grin played on his lips but he kept his eyes closed.

So beautiful

I then took my hand away, carefully climbing out of bed, ready to collect my clothes from the previous night. His hand grabbed my wrist and he pulled me back into bed, pulling me up against his warm, bare chest.

Although he was really warm, I felt goosebumps rise on my skin as well as the hairs on my arms. Chills ran down my spine and I shivered, looking into his eyes that were now open.

The moonlight shined though the window, illuminating the room. He looks extremely beautiful. Pure. He was smiling down at me. I didn't return the smile. I wanted to. I did. But I couldn't. I know I couldn't.

"Stay." He mumbled, attaching his lips to my forehead, making my heart flutter.

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. He opened his eyes again to look down at me and I slowly shook my head. A look formed in his eyes and it was a look that tugged at my heart strings painfully. It was a look I never, ever wanted to see come from him. I knew it would be a look I would remember forever.

"I–I can't." I whispered, trying to move out from his grip but he only tightened it protectively, careful not to hurt my small body compared to his extremely toned, muscular one. "This was only a one night stand. Which means no strings attached."

His breath got caught in his throat and I couldn't help but feel my heart break. I watched as he blinked away the watery substance forming in his eyes and I felt guilty. I felt hurt that I'm choosing to walk away from nothing but a one night stand.

His body hovered over my and he pinned his wrist above my head, kissing all along my neck, leaving marks. I softly moaned at he blew cold air on one spot and I shivered, bucking my body up to feel him for warmth.

I could feel the warmth radiating off of his body but I wasn't enough. I needed to feel him on me. I needed to feel his touch. His lips locked with mind and he used one hand to travel down my stomach and to the area between my thighs.

A gasp left my pink lips as he began rubbing against my head. "How do I make you feel?"

"S–so good." I whimpered, trying to move my hips down to feel more of him. Slipping a finger inside, another gasp left my lips as he began painfully pumping his fingers at a slow pace, driving me insane.

I squirmed under his touch and he added a second finger, multiplying the pleasure he was giving me. "Holy shit." I panted, opening my eyes to look at him. He had a immense stare on me.

His fingers left me and he opened his mouth, ready to saw what he was ready to say. "Why can't you stay?"

I stared up at him, thinking of ways to avoid answering his question. But I knew that wouldn't happen. I had to answer him truthfully.

"Because this was only a one night stand. I don't even know you or your name. One night stands mean that there shouldn't be any strings attached. And besides, I don't believe in love anymore." I said, looking back up at him through my long, dark eyelashes.

He stared down at me intently, locking his fingers with mine. "Well first off, my name is Shawn. And second, why? Why do you believe in love anymore?"

"Because it always ends in heartbreak. And I'm tired of that." I whispered.

"It doesn't always end in heart break. I promise. Please, give me a chance. I feel different with you. Let me show you how I'm better than the people who've hurt you. Please." He begged, desperation clearly hinted in his voice and facial expressions.

"I–I'm scared." I told him, trying not to give in. But I knew I would give in. For him.

"Please." He whispered, pressing his forehead against mine.

I waited a while before answering him. We stared into each other's eyes in silence, a loving look in his eyes. He caressed my side softly and soothingly.

"Just try. For me?"

"Okay." I said softly and he smiled as he laid beside me.

He pulled me to his chest and I sighed in content, closing my eyes. He kissed me forehead and I knew I made the right choice. I gave him the chance. And I'm thankful.

"I'll show you I'm different princess."

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AUTHORS NOTE. heyo. I'm alive. I'm sorry I haven't been updating. I've been focused on other books that are published and I start school tomorrow. AND THANK YOU ALL FOR OVER 100K READS!! INSANE! LOVE YOU ALL

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