Shawn Mendes Imagines

35. Break A Leg (S.M)

Requested by @Shannon1300

First Person POV

I feel myself get even more excited as Shawn runs to the b-stage for his next set of songs. I lay my arms on the stage as I realize how I close I am to him now.

He's even MORE better looking in person and I didn't think that was possible!

He begins to sing and I sing along with him, recording with my phone. As Shawn sets his guitar down and is walking to his piano, he slips suddenly onto the ground.

"Ahh!" He groans out in pain as his legs land in unnatural positions.

The screaming of fans erupts around the stadium as he awkwardly stays on the stage ground.

"Shawn!"

I jump on the stage and I sit beside Shawn, trying to comfort him.

"Hey, you're going to be okay," I say.

He looks at me and smiles a bit, shaking his head at the same time.

"Move out of the way, young lady!" A guard yells at me.

"The ambulance crew isn't here yet!" I argue with them.

The guard rolls his head and shrugs, leaving me to comfort Shawn.

"Shawn, don't worry so much. They'll be here soon."

"Yeah, yeah," he says between long breaths as he touches his legs.

"Both legs?" I ask.

He nods his head, telling me, "they're broken for sure."

He places his hand on his forehead in annoyance but I raise it down, wanting him to calm down.

"They may be broken but they'll heal. You just need to... hold on."

"Ah," he says," Of course you use a pun."

"I know this situation probably isn't the best for it but it was really tempting."

"I get it," he tells me. "I sometimes make puns of my own songs even when it's really awkward. You don't have to comfort me, you know. What's your name?"

The screams of fans get louder as nothing is done for Shawn and they begin to get unruly, some others trying to jump on stage.

"Hey! No! A fan is already helping Shawn out! We can't allow more!" The guards yell at the fans, trying their best to keep them away from Shawn but not hurting them either in that process.

"My name's Shannon and I want to comfort you. You've helped me so much through your music and if this is a way that I can help, then I will."

"The ambulance is here!" People begin yelling.

"I'll get out of the way," I say and I realize that I had been holding Shawn's hand so I get up, letting go of him.

Shawn seems upset that I've let go of him but he lets himself get taken care of by the emergency crew.

He waves weakly to me and I wave back, hoping that he'll heal quickly from the injuries.

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When I'm on the way home from the cancelled concert, my phone begins ringing.

"Are you Shannon?" The male voice asks.

"Yes," I respond hesitantly, not sure of who it is.

"Shawn Mendes is asking for you so would it be possible if you could come visit him in this hospital?"

"Um... yes. Any time?"

"Yes," the man tells me.

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

Instead of driving home, I drive instantly to the hospital that Shawn is at. As I'm entering the place, fans are surrounding the place and they seem impatient to find out whether Shawn is okay.

A few spot me and they begin screaming at me, wanting to get into the building with me when the door opens for me only.

"Shawn is in this room," a nurse tells me, leading me to the room that must be Shawn's.

Shawn lies there, both of his legs in long casts.

"How are you?" He asks me.

"I should be asking you that. Are you okay? How long until the casts come off?"

"I'm fine. It's going to take some time and I'm going to have to cancel some of my shows for now."

"That sucks," I say, noting the upset look on his face.

"Yeah," he agrees. "I'll make it back on stage though eventually. It'll just take some time. I was wondering though...."

"Yes?"

"Would you spend that time with me? You helped me out instead of immediately freaking out and well, I really like you."

My heart begins to beat faster and faster as my smile begins to widen.

"Of course," I say. "You probably already know, as I'm a fan, I really like you too."

"I hope that eventually... you won't just be a fan to me," he says, implying a possible relationship.

"I hope so too."

"Can you come over here?" He asks me, directing to the right side of the bed.

I walk over to him and he motions for me to lean down, so I do. He lays a soft kiss on my cheek and my heart skips several beats.

"Thank you," he tells me.

"No problem," I say, intertwining our hands together.

"Stay?" He asks.

"Always."

And that is how, my relationship with Shawn Mendes began.

The End

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