"Is that Joseph?" Madeline asks you.
You turn around to the direction in which she points and find that it does appear to be Joseph. A 6'3 figure with a mop of brown hair towers over everyone in the mall and you immediately decide that it must be Joseph.
The only person you've met that is that tall is Joseph so it must be Joseph.
"It is Joseph," you tell her.
"You should go smack his ass," she suggests.
"Madeline!" You scold her.
"Don't forget that one time he did that to you. Just get back at him," she explains.
"I guess."
"Go," she tells you and gives you a little shove in his direction.
You roll your eyes in her bossiness but decide that you do have to get back at him. You stroll over to him and take a breath before you smack his ass.
"Hey!" He yells and he turns around to you.
You stand back in shock as the person that's facing you.... is most definitely not Joseph.
He's definitely very attractive and his abs are noticeable through the thin t shirt he's wearing. He has a watch on and you notice that he has three tattoos; a guitar on his arm, a lightbulb on his upper arm and an elephant on his middle finger.
You figure that he's about to shoot the middle finger at you and you start walking away slowly. His hazel eyes look at you angrily and you sheepishly shrug.
"Sorry," you say quickly, "I thought you were someone else."
"I suppose. I don't know why anyone would do that to me unless they were mistaken for someone else. Your mistake."
"Y-yes, my mistake," you stutter as his strong stare continues on you.
You start walking away farther and just give him a wave. As your walking away, a hand rests on your shoulder and you turn around. It's him again.
"What's your name?" He asks you as his gaze on you softens.
"Y/N."
"That's a beautiful name. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
You blush and ask him, "what's your name?"
"I'm Shawn. Would it be rude if I ask you if I can use your phone? I need to call my friend for a ride and I forgot my phone at home."
"Sure, least I can do after what I did," you say with a laugh.
He smiles and you hand him your phone. You see him type something into your phone and then he hands it back to you.
"Thanks, I should get going now."
You look at him with confusion and look down at your phone. You realize that he entered his number and you look up. He looks at you and mouths, "call me," before walking away.
You stand in shock and nearly jump when Madeline says, "score," behind you.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionImagines on the talented musician that has stolen the hearts of many with his soulful singing, Shawn Mendes. Requests can be made! 12/27/19: 200K Reads