Shawn Mendes Imagines

Rome

Imagine:

Today, Shawn and I are exploring the streets of Rome. This is our first holiday abroad together, and it couldn't be any more perfect. Our cosy hotel room overlooks the famous cobbled streets of Rome. Architecture is everything here- the black iron bars of the balcony are twisted into beautiful shapes and glisten in the sun. The buildings opposite our hotel stand tall and grand in the morning sun light, the colours creating a warm wash over the whole city. I lean my hands on top of the balcony edge, watching people below on mopeds and cycles.

"What are you looking at babe?" Shawn asks me whilst fixing a watch onto his wrist.

I turn around and smile at him. I hug his waist and point down on the streets. "We have to hire cycles, and then we can ride around the streets in them!" I start to trail off as I imagine little baskets hanging on the front of them, my hair blowing in the wind...

He laughs. "I don't know. My legs are too long. People will definitely turn and stare at me."

I roll my eyes and lean my head against his chest. "Maybe... but people will turn and stare at you anyway 'cause you're so damn hot."

He chuckles as he places his hands around me. "I don't care about them. I care if anyone lays an eye on you though, you're mine and only mine."

I tip-toe and kiss his lips softly. Shawn smiles as I break away from him.

"You're so sweet Mendes," I tell him.

He takes my hand in his and we get ready to leave to start exploring.

We walk out onto the streets and there's a shiny red moped right infront of us. I gasp as I watch Shawn go up to it and put a helmet on, giving me a spare one. He laughs at my expression. "Surprise Y/n! Do you like it?"

"I love it!" I squeal, circling around the moped and marvelling it. I trace my fingers along the shiny outer, hot to the touch from the sun's heat. I step back onto the pavement and look at it in awe - and at Shawn of course.

He's buckled the helmet on, his hair peeking out from underneath a little. He's wearing a casual shirt with the top buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up his arms, his beautiful tattoo in full view. He starts the engine and positions himself as he rests a foot on the ground. He turns around and looks at me with those big intense eyes. He looks like he came straight out of a film. My heart starts pounding as my mind flashbacks to the day we first met.

He motions his head to the seat behind him. "Are you coming or what?"

I strap my helmet on and sit down behind Shawn. I hug him tight and feel his abs underneath my arms, only a thin shirt separating my skin from his.

"Do you know how to ride this thing?" I ask him. "I'll ride it if you want and I can show you a thing or two on how to live wild."

I laugh as I feel him tense up when I whispered the last sentence in his ear. He turns around and smirks at me. "Oh really Y/n? Maybe when we get back to the hotel later you can show me."

I blush and grip onto him tighter as we speed down the street. I press my body against Shawn's back and and rest my head on his shoulder, my hair flying in the wind.