Shawn Mendes Imagines

Emotions

Don't you hate when you can't tell if your crush likes you back? Like they do these cute little things to make you think they do, but you never know if they really do. They play with your emotions.

I held my binder close to my chest. I was walking back from my agriculture class, (do you have this where you go to school?) and was making my way to my social studies class. I walked into the classroom noticing the teacher wasn't at her desk. Students talked with their friends as they waited for the bell to ring. I sat down in my desk and tapped my fingers on the desk as I waited.

"Hey," I turned around and felt my stomach fill with butterflies when I met his brown eyes.

"Hey," I said smiling a little.

He was about to say something when the tardy bell rang. The door closed behind the teacher signaling everyone to shut up.

"Get out your binders and copy the notes from the board," she instructed as she walked over to her desk. I pulled a pencil out of my book bag and opened up my binder.

"Do you have a pencil I can borrow?" Shawn whispered.

"It's like the fourth week of school and you've already lost your pencils?" I asked causing him to smile.

He shrugged, "yeah." I shook my head and handed him a pencil before turning back to pay attention to the board. I finally finished my notes about 5 minutes before class was over.

"I bet I could beat you in an arm wrestling match." Shawn dared causing me to raise an eyebrow.

"Oh really?" I challenged as i turned in my desk to look at him.

"Really." He said putting his arm on the table. I did the same as him and wrapped my hand around his.

"On 3," he said looking into my eyes. I nodded  waiting for him to count.

"1," I saw his mouth curve into a smile as he counted, "2," he glanced down at our hands, "3." He said pushing my hand down on the table. The bell rang causing everyone to jump out of the desks. My hand slipped from Shawn's as he got up from the chair. I felt something in my hand. I looked down to see a white slip of paper with a 10 digit number on it.

xxx- xxx- xxxx
                   ~ text me sometime

God this boy knows how to play with my emotions.

I didn't know how to end this, some of this is based off what I have going on now, but I didn't get his number 😂 anyways hope this is somewhat enjoyable.