Shawn Mendes Interracial Imagines (ALL RACES)

Strangers 🚻 (The Voyeur)

Voyeur definition : a person who gains sexual pleasure from watching others when they are naked or engaged in sexual activity.

Y/n's POV

I flutter my eyes open slowly, and rub my forehead gently. I realize I'm laying on a bed so I sit up and look around to see a window. The room is dark but the window brings in some sunlight. I stumble out of the bed and go towards the window. I touch it but nothing is there, its just the wall.

Suddenly the image of the window disappears, and lights around the room turn on. I see I'm in sometype of cell with no windows, no doors, not even bars. I begin to realize that I'm trapped inside this room.

I can't remember how I got here or why I'm here. I don't know what this place is.

Suddenly I hear a distorted voice speak through sometype of speaker.

"What your worst fear?"

I don't respond. Instead I look around the room to see cameras in every corner.

"What makes your body tremble just by the sight of it?" The voice speaks again.

"What do you want? Who are you? Where am I?" I respond scared of the mysterious voice.

The voice goes away and I hear insanely loud screaming. I gasp and the screams become louder. I cover my hears when it becomes to loud for my ears to handle. Tears form in my eyes, hoping the screaming would stop.

"Please!" I scream and the loud screaming stops.

I uncover my ears and make my way to the coner of the room and cry with my face in ny knees.

Right now my worst fear is everything around me.

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I'm sitting on the bed and try to remember what has happened. I remember sleeping in my bed and hearing something downstairs in my house. I grabbed my bat and called the police. Once they said their on their way I remember someone beating down my bedroom door. I went inside my closet and grabbed my bat. I hid in the closet and I can't remember anything after that.

But obviously he kidnapped me, and now I'm here. I don't know why. I don't know what he wants. I just know I'm completely terrified.

I hear the phone inside my cell ring and I only stare at it scared to answer.

The distorted voice speaks through the walls and says, "Answer it."

I don't answer but the phone rings again. I go over to it and pick up the phone.

"Hello?" I speak frightened.

"What do you want from me you sick fuck?" The person on the other line speaks.

"Did he capture you too?" I ask the man speaking.

"Wait. Who is this?" He speaks back.

"I'm Y/n. I'm trapped in sometype of cell and he made me answer the phone." I reply.

"He made me call. I'm Shawn." He adds.

"How long have you been here?" He question.

"I don't know. I woke up here yesterday... I think. You?" I tell him.

"2 days." He answers.

"Have you seen him?" I ask Shawn.

"No but he sees me all the time. In my room there's cameras everywhere. Even in the shower." He adds.

"You have a shower? I have nothing but wall in my room. I haven't even ate." I tell him.

"Really? Do you have cameras?" He questions.