Shawn Mendes Imagines

This is what it takes - Part 5

Imagine:
Shawn's POV:
"So did you wanna play the floor is lava?"

"I've got a better idea." She gets up and turns an old fashioned radio on. She tunes the thing until some catchy songs play.

"Have you ever danced before?" She asks me.

"I don't even want to answer that question," I say nervously.

She laughs and drags me to the centre of the room. I watch her lip-sync and exaggerate the dance moves, still looking cute and making me laugh. She dances around me and pulls my arms around her. I take one of her hands and twirl her around, smiling at how happy she is again. I try dancing myself and Y/n tilts her head back laughing. I place my hands on her hips and lift her up, spinning her around as she continues to laugh. She slowly starts to stop laughing and looks down at me as I stop spinning her around. Her soft hands press against my cheeks as I gently let her down onto the ground. I gaze into her eyes and her smile reaches them.

"I never knew your eyes were so beautiful," she whispers. I feel her eyes bore into mine and I look away, embarrassed.

I hear her laugh and she starts to dance again, this time more slower as the music changes. She spins out as our arms stretch and she spins like a real dancer as I pull her back in, our faces only centimetres apart. I feel her breathing fast and my heartbeat races at this moment in time.

"You know I used to go to dance class," she says. She places one of my hands on her hip and hold the other one whilst her other hand is on my back. Before I know it, we're slow dancing.

"I can tell," I reply, lost in the moment.

We sway slowly to the music and then Y/n rests her arms around my neck. I place my hands gently on her hips and she smiles up at me. This is everything and more that I dreamed of. My mind yells at me to kiss Y/n, and it's hard to look away from her lips as we're this close to each other.

I stop and lean my head forward to kiss her but the sounds of laughter outside stops me in my tracks.

God, I feel so stupid for making a move and failing. "I-I'm sorry Y/n," I mumble and walk away from her. She catches my hands and pulls me back.

She looks up at me, her eyes shining. "Don't worry about it," she whispers and plants a kiss on my cheek gently before everyone rushes inside.