Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Red Carpet [2]

We arrive at the event and everyone is smiling and talking to each other. Shawn keeps holding my hand and makes me feel comfortable.
"You are going to like it, Y/N."
"Stay by my side."
He nods is head and gives me a short kiss but that is enough for me to make sure that he is not going to leave me. The security guides us inside the big building to a VIP area. There are so many big names and then there is me. I feel out of place.
"Hey, babe."
He holds my chin in a way that I have to look him in his eyes. I am here with Shawn to make him lucky. I look back to the words he said and melt by this thought. He is so careful with me and I would do anything for him.
"I love you, Shawn."
He strokes my hair and kisses my forehead. I love the fact that he does it because it makes me feel so protect like I have no fear and nothing could go wrong.
Shawn talks to a few guys but never let me out of his view. He includes me in every conversation and rests his hand on my waist. I look at him and realize how handsome he is. He wears a black suit which perfectly fits to his body. You can see his muscles through the clothes but it do not look too small. His stylist - our stylist - combed his hair and put a bit gel in it so you can see his adorable curls.
"Carpet is open! Please get ready!"
Panic goes through my body and nearly takes control but then Shawn begins to speak.
"I am not getting sick of saying this. It is the truth. You are beautiful. Look at your beautiful hair. The colour is so special, especially when the sun shines on it. They look like gold. Oh and what should I say about your eyes? There is not a word that could describe them. And to be honest your body is so sexy. Some girls would kill to have one like yours."
"Shawn... I do not know what to say."
"Just smile, babe."
I kiss him with all the love of me for him. I feel his smile on his lips and also start to smile so hard that my mouth would hurt after some minutes of smiling like that.
"Shawn Mendes and girlfriend, please!"
"Oh, I hate it when they only call you girlfriend! You are Y/N."
I laugh but I know exactly what he means. But I learned how to handle it. We go out of the VIP area and reach a little cabin in front of the carpet. I hear the loud voices of the photographers and the fans who are screaming.
"It is your turn, Shawn."
"Our turn, babe."
I just remember how we played this situation. It was so hilarious to play that with the guys. They are there for every joke. We both wore comfortable clothes which means for me a shirt of Shawn and a leggings. Josiah took a few photos and they turned out as the cutest pictures of us. And like Shawn's plan reached his aim. It took away my fear to go on the carpet.