Shawn Mendes Imagines

57. one shot #1

A/N: sORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN LIKE A MONTH SKSJDBWD BUT HERES A ONE SHOT BASED OFF A TV SHOW I WATCH (if you can guess which show it is,, I'll write u a personal imagine)! please enjoy,, I love this scene so much :')

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It was that time again,, the annual music festival that was held all around Toronto. Random stages all over the city were set up by people who appreciated the music culture, giving them the opportunity to play their own music in front of passing crowds.

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I was currently at one of my friend, Aaliyah's boathouse, cleaning for the festival. Her mom is obsessed with the festival, and since Aaliyah was in a band, they played every single year.

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As I was placing some things away, Alya steps in to inform me that my crush would not be able to make it, again. I sigh, placing a metal statue down, slugging my shoulders.

"Ahoy, Y/N! Never place a metal object near the compass, it makes it go crazy!" Mrs. Mendes says, removing the object away from the whirling compass.

I look at the metal statue with saddened eyes, "I know how they feel, maybe I'm just the statue, and he's my compass; we're meant to stay apart." I hang my head, tears threatening to spill.

My best friend, Alya, grabs my shoulder and lifts my chin up.
"No, I think it's the other way around, you're the compass that goes crazy every time the statue is near.. there will be other chances Y/N, don't worry."

I sigh, "but that's what you said last time."

"We're ready on deck, but Shawn's still missing," we hear Rose call from the doorway.

"Y/N? is it?" We hear Shawn's mom question causing me to look up, and nod my head.
"Since you're free from your cleaning duties, why don't you go tell Shawn the band's waiting on him?"

I nod, "sure thing ma'am, but who's Shawn, and where is he?"

She smiles, "Shawn's my son, and you'll find him in his room."

I smile back, beginning to walk down the hall, straight into a random room.
I look to my left and see a brunette haired boy sitting on his bed, eyes closed. I flinch back, causing him to open his eyes.

I laugh nervously, "hey! I'm Y-Y-Y/N! Your mom sent me down, the groove.. group is waiting for you."

He giggles, and I look away, causing his facial expression to change.
"Sorry," he says, "I tend to make more sense with this." Shawn pulls out a guitar and starts strumming, motioning for me to sit next to him on his bed.

I hum at the sound of the guitar as he continues to strum, my eyes fluttering shut as my hand reaches toward my heart.

He finishes, and I open my eyes to look at him, "how do you do that..?" I ask.

He smiles, "music is often simpler than words."

I get up from his bed and inspect a guitar pick display mounted on his bedroom wall.
"Woah, you like ed sheeran?" I ask, picking up one of the picks that resembled ed sheeran's.

"He's my favourite singer."

"Mine too," I laugh lightly, shrieking immediately after I realized Shawn had been standing next to me.

"You can have it if you like, I've got plenty." He says, and I awkwardly thank him, making him flash a large grin.

"I guess I better go join the groove you said," he mocks me, making me cover my face in embarrassment.
"Oh no, did I really say that?"

He laughs lightly, "you're a funny girl, Y/N."

And with that he vanishes out of his room, leaving me flustered and dazed.

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A/N: i really hope there aren't massive mistakes, cause I won't be editing til this book is relatively finished, but hope you guys enjoyed this one shot ;)

Much love to you all always,

Allie