Shawn Mendes - Imagines

Drunk [1]

Checking my phone nearly every second the worried feeling in my stomach was getting stronger and stronger.
Y/N went out with her girls tonight - in a club with alcohol and other guys who obviously wanted her because you can not deny she is hot.
The jeans shorts she decided to wear just covered her cute butt and the pastel coloured top had a lower neckline than I wished it had.

I trust her. I really do.

But I could literally hear the dirty thoughts of all the boys looking at her in that moment.
She was probably dancing to the loud music not knowing how incredibly sexy she looked. The hopefully little alcohol in her blood maybe gave her a bigger confidence.
I had been pretty sure that she had fun tonight and I was happy for her. She deserves the world.

Suddenly my phone vibrated in my hand.

"Hwy baby cab you pixk me up?"

All my warn signals started ringing.
She never drinks much.
But writing this easy sentences with spelling mistakes in every second word did not seem like not much alcohol.
I grabbed my keys and sent her a quick message saying I was on my way while walking - running - out of the apartment.

The ride to the club felt a way longer than the ride when I took her to the club.

I tried to calm myself down.

It was not that I thought she cheated on me but anyways I do not feel good when she is out looking super hot without me.
And I know that she is not that worried about me when I am out alone.

I filled my lungs with air and slowly let it out while I thought about how
Y/N was going to look.
The big smile will reach her eyes. They will have that special glance. Her outfit will be the same which meant I did not want her to wear it anymore when we were home alone.

The loud music came out of the club and as I parked the car I could see
Y/N and three of her friends standing outside - still dancing that you can tell they are all pretty drunk.
But the fact that she was not in the club anymore let a weight fall from of my shoulders I did not know it was there.
"Hey, ladies!"
I shouted over to them moreover to
Y/N.
With both hands I grabbed her pretty face. Everyone around me was giggling as I quickly kissed her forehead.

"You know what, girls?!"
For these few words Y/N needed a lot time because she got interrupted by her own and her friends drunk laugh after nearly every letter.
It needed a moment for their brains to understand what she said but then they shook their heads and look interested at Y/N.
She layed one hand around my waist and punched the other one on my chest which hurt a bit because she can barely control her power in that state of mind.
"This super good looking man..."
A giggle of herself made her pause.
"Is my boyfriend!"
She squeezed my blushing check like a grandmother does.
She is cute.
Her friends are clapping and for passer-bys it could seem like we had just announced our engagement.

"He is the best!"
Now she looked me deeply in the eyes which made me smile really bad and I was sorry for every worry I had about her this night.
"Thank you, babe."
Even though every men in the club could have tried to flirt with her, she would come back to me.

She destroyed this quiet moment as she nearly screamed.
"And pssst... he is famous!"
With her arms she tried to show her friends how famous I am and then they all bursted into laughter like Y/N just told them the funniest joke.

"Okay. I think we should go now, Y/N."
I tried to speak very slowly and clear so they could understand me good.
"Do you guys come home?"
My look flied over the other three faces which start nodding synchronous.

Y/N said goodbye to every one with a long, long hug and a few words but I waited patiently for her to get ready and then I took her hand and guided her over to the car.

I succeeded by putting her carefully in the car and sitting next to her without any problems.
"Let's drive home!"
She raised her arms and screamed so loud like she had to speak over the music in the club. That made me laugh but I was still concentrated on the road.

"Shawn, can I tell you something?"
I could not stop myself from looking over to her because I could feel her looking at me. Her eyes were wide open and her under lips was a bit over the other lip. She looked a bit worried and frightened. The complete opposite of her emotion before.
"Anything, baby."
"I am a bit hungry."
Her voice was quiet and sounded a bit hoarse.
"There is still a bit of the salad we made."
I insured her and put my hand on her leg to make my statement seem even more trustworthy to her. And maybe just because I wanted to touch her.
"Oh yes! I love food!"

Her mood switched again to the hyped one. I did not see her that happy for a while. I mean she was not sad but for sure not that happy.
The rest of the ride she just tried to sing some songs and I joined her. Nothing was on my mind in that moment just her and how damn cute she was while she is drunk.