Shawn Mendes Imagines

Neighbours

Y/N pov

I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off, damn it, it was Saturday and I forgot to turn it off from during the week, I groaned and made my way out of my warm comfortable bed, I went into the bathroom took a shower and got dressed in warm clothes it being winter and all.

I made my way down stairs to be greeted by mum and dad

"Morning Y/N." My dad greeted as my mother placed a plate of pancakes and fruit in front of me

"Morning." I replied, breakfast was quiet like always, just the occasional word or two mainly coming from my parents, I've never been a morning person. After breakfast and went upstairs and brushed my teeth, when I came back downstairs jamming out to Ed sheeran in the living room much to my parents dismay.

"Hey Y/N, I'm going over to greet the new neighbours, and you my dear are coming." Mum called from the hallway

I groaned and mentally thought Since when was the house next door even for sale?

"Coming." I responded as I met my mother at the door and we made our way next door to the neighbours, we walked up the step and stood in front of the door in silence, I was waiting for my mum to knock on the door but I was wrong.

"Well aren't you going to knock?" She asked

"No, I thought you were." I responded still looking at the door, " I have my hands full" She responded. I rolled my eyes, I put my hand into a fist shape and just as I was about to press it to the wooden door, it opened. It opened and revealed a teenage boy, with brown hair, beautiful brown eyes, one being a lazy eye. We just kinda stared at each other for a while until someone broke the silence

"Shawn? Who's at the door honey?" A British lady asked, assuming it was this boy named Shawn's mother. "Uh, uhm, I don't know honestly." He responded still not breaking our eye contact.

His mother made her way to the door and greeted me and my mother. We walked into their beautiful house, it was so large, my mum and Shawn's mum went into the kitchen, while me and Shawn just sat on the couches in the living room quite awkwardly if you asked me.

"I'm Shawn." he said breaking the silence

"Oh uh, Y/N, nice to meet you." I said

"You're not even American are you?" We both asked at the same time, wow ahah

We both awkwardly laughed at the same time also replying with a no each.

"I'm from Canada." He responded

"Oh nice, I'm from uh Australia." I said

We started talking about Canada and Australia and just got to know each other, I learnt that he hates tomatoes, loves muffins and loves playing guitar and singing. We actually had quite a lot in common.