Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Paparazzi

As soon as we both step out of the big black car, which brought us to the airport, the fans start screaming and the few reporters hold they microphones up.

Jake holds them back, so I get the chance to kiss Y/N before I take photos with the fans. The crowd clasps as we share the gentle kiss.

"Can you guys give me a short interview? That would be awesome!"

One reporter drowns everyone with a microphone in front of his mouth. I look in Y/N's insecure smiling face knowing that she does not want to give an interview.

"Wait for me, baby."

I whisper in her ear.

"I will."

She gives me one of her warm hugs and then disappears behind the crowd with Andrew.

"Oh, that's a no. Does she not want to have some attention on her?"

The reporter follows me as I start taking photos with the first fans in the line.

"She is not that kind of human who wants to be in the frame. Moreover she hates to have all the attention on her."

I look at the reporter with a smile on my face before I take the next photo.

"So, she is on the road with you. How does that feel?"

I do not have to think about that answer.

"It is the best! It is great, man.''

Seeing her in the crowd with the biggest and cutest smile on the unbelievable pretty face while I perform, is encouraging and I would not give it away for anything.
And not to forget: She is always there. We do not have to facetime every day. We are able to touch each other.
I wish that would be possible all the time.

"Seems like you really enjoy talking about her."

Who would not enjoy talking about such a perfect woman?

"Of course I do, man! She is unbelievable. I love her."

I have to laugh thinking about how happy Y/N will be while seeing this interview.

"She is a big inspiration for your songs?"

I reached the last person in the line. Seeing fans, taking photos with them is definitely under the top ten of the best things in my life.

"Yeah, the biggest actually. Also in general she is a big inspiration for me."

Jake puts his hand on my back and pushes me forward to the entry.
I wave to crowd for the last time which hypes them extremely up.

"I love you, guys!"

I look into the camera of the reporter I talked to and blow a kiss in it.

"Thanks, Jake."

I hit him gently on the shoulder.

"That is my job, man. And now go to your love, she is over there."

He points over to bench where Andrew and Y/N are chatting.

Yes, she really is my love.

I could stay here and watch her for hours how she talks and laughs.
The way she goes through her hairs with her soft hands.
The way she squeals as I make myself felt with laying my hands on her shoulders and give her a quick kiss on the head.

"Shawn! You know that you can scare me easily!"

I sit down next to her and look her deeply in her gorgeous eyes.

"I am sorry, babe."

With my hand under her chin I guide her lips to mine.

"You are not."

She says so near to my lips that our lips touch as she speaks.

Kissing her is wonderful.

It is one of those things who want everyone to know but noone to experience like you do.
It is this magic between us.
And she made me know that this magic is true love.