Shawn Mendes Imagines

128: Close Call

Y/N's POV:

"Alright, today is a free day today since Coach Williamson had to take another day off. You all can either play basketball in the main gym, or volleyball in the other gym. Anyone else can sit on the sidelines and watch." Coach Taylor yells. I make eye contact with Shawn from across the gym. Everytime we have a free day, Shawn and I sneak into the women's locker room and stay in there alone  the whole class. 

The whistle blows, releasing us to go off and play. I glance at Shawn one last time before he leaves the gym. I walk one lap around the bustling, sweaty gym, then duck out into the hallway, where my coach is leaning against the wall on his phone. It's gonna be hard to get past him, so I go into the other gym for a few seconds to watch people fail at keeping the volleyball up in the air. Finally, the coach comes into the gym, and all I can do is hope that the door isn't locked to the girl's locker room as I walk back out into the hallway. 

The door swings open on the first try, and I breathe a sigh of relief. There are a couple of girls huddled around the small mirror, to engulfed in themselves to notice me sneak into the shower room, where Shawn is waiting for me, hiding in one of the small, dingy stalls. I push one of the disgusting plastic curtains back to reveal Shawn, scrolling through his phone. 

"Glad you could make it." He whispers. I smirk and lean my shoulder up against the wall beside him.

"Ladies, let's go. I need to lock the door." Coach Taylor's voice booms through the locker room. Shawn and I wait until we hear the quiet deadbolt lock into place.

"They're gonna catch us one day." I giggle. 

"Maybe, but today isn't that day." Shawn replies, putting his phone into his pocket. He leans in and pushes his lips to mine as I smile widely. I put my arms around his neck in one swift motion, pulling him closer to me. He moves his hands to the back of my thighs and lifts me so that I am resting on his hips, then leans my back against the wall. My hair frames the two of us, our lips in sync. I pull back a little.

"Well then we have to be quiet, now don't we?" I say. He chuckles and pulls me right back to him, his kisses passionate and loving. He begins to tug at the hem of my shirt, so I lean back just long enough for him to pull the tshirt over my head.

"I don't think you'll be able to stay quiet." Shawn smirks, leaning in and softly kissing and biting on my neck. Just as I am about to pull Shawn's shirt off, I hear some girls coming into the locker room.

"Hurry up please girls. I've told the other's I'd locked this door. Get your homework, then let's go." Coach Taylor sounds extremely annoyed. Shawn and I hold our breaths until we hear the door lock again, then we both bust out laughing.

"That was a close call."

/////
A/N:

Oh my goodness, I love this one for some reason. Let me know what you all think!

QOTD: What is your favorite type of fruit juice?

AOTD: I have to say cranberry juice.