𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

bad boy, good lips

SHAWN MENDES IMAGINES
→ bad boy, good lips ←

"Oh sweetheart, I've caught you staring at me a couple times. No need to deny it and act shy. You fantasize about me." Shawn whispered in my ear, before placing a kiss on my jawline.

Shawn Mendes, the towns bad boy. Everyone has pretty much lost count of how many hookups he's ever had. The worst part is his charming looks. His soft chestnut brown hair, bright hazel eyes, perfect straight white teeth, a sharp jawline, and pink plump lips makes him hard to not desire. His perfectly toned body draws people in and fantasize over him.

Such a bummer for a charming guy like him to have a rotten personality. For the longest time he's been trying to get with me but I've shut him down each time. I didn't wanna be one of those naive girls who get their heartbroken by this bad boy. I didn't wanna be just a quick hookup. Truth is, I've liked him for a while.

I can't help but stare at him every time I see him and can't help but think about him constantly. There's this strong feeling inside me that there is something more to him. He just hides it.

"You've never been more wrong." My voice came out soft and shaky as my nerves were all over the place.

My back hit the wall due to his body towering over me. He placed both his hands on either side of me, using his hazel eyes to stare me down. His eyes grew dark. Lust. I got lost within his eyes. My eyes moved to his lips. I restrained myself from smashing my lips onto his. His lips curled into a smirk and my eyes darted down to my feet.

He used his index finger to lift up my face by my chin. "Don't hide your pretty face from me, darling."

Chills danced down my spine at his words and I felt my heart beat rapidly in my chest. I wouldn't be surprised if it bursted. He pressed his forehead onto mine and my breath got caught in my throat.

"I'm gonna kiss you pretty girl." He mumbled.

I didn't say anything. He took that as a signal to kiss me. His warm, soft lips were on mine, kissing me gently but deeply. My eyes closed and his hands traveled down to my waist, squeezing me softly.

He had good lips. Extremely good lips. He knew what he was doing. And he was doing it amazingly. I forgot about his bad reputation and focused on this sweet moment right in front of me. My arms wrapped around his neck, pulling his body against mine.

I felt him smile into the kiss, something I've never heard from most girls. All I've heard is how serious he was about this stuff. Always dominant. But this time, it seemed like a soft side of him.

I pulled away, looking him in the eyes. He opened his mouth, ready to say something before his friends interrupted him. "Shawn! Lets go!"

He waved them away before looking back at me. "I'll be back soon enough pretty girl. Keep those lips ready for me."

And with that, he walked away.