Shawn Mendes Imagines

Concerts

"That's one bucket of popcorn, 3 pretzels, 2 hot dogs, and 3 cokes?" The blonde asks from behind the counter, probably judging me thinking all the food was for me. Which it was not.

I was with my friends, Vanessa and Grace at a Harry Styles concert. So far it's been amazing when he started to play one of the songs I didn't like very much, my friends jumped at the chance to send me out to buy some food.

I passed her the dollar bills and tried to hold all the food. Emphasis on the tried. I mean, couldn't one of them come to help me. I huffed in annoyance as I juggled the 9 items. As I was about to open the door (after re-adjusting the items in my arms. I decided to eat my pretzel as that would make it easier. I finished stuffing my face and wiped my hands on my jeans. I open up the door and the loud music and screams fill my ears. Red lights dance around the audience as a tired looking Harry dances on stage. I smile with my stuffed face as I see my best friends jump and wave me over. I begin to walk over while simultaneously trying to watch the concert. My eyes glance over the stage, then someone runs into me. I gasp as u feel the cold coke spill all over my white top, obviously exposing my pink bra. I gape at my t-shirt before I look up at the culprit. He was super tall, I'm guessing at least 6'2. He had brown curly hair, and red cheeks from all the dancing he'd done (I'm guessing) It took me a few seconds to realize that he was Shawn Mendes.

"I am so sorry that was completely my fault," he apologized. I gaped at him a little longer.

And at that moment, ladies and gentlemen is the moment I lost every shred of dignity I had left. For not only was my bright pink bra on display for Shawn to see, BUT I also became a blubbering mess. Please do not forget I STILL HAD PRETZEL IN MY MOUTH!

I quickly choked down the pretzel.
"You're Shawn Mendes," I said unblinkingly. He smiled. He has such a pretty-- I mean handsome smile.

He whispered something but I couldn't hear him over the screams. After a few seconds of us screaming.
"What?" To each other, he suggested we head out. I nodded and followed him out.

We headed over to the tissue dispenser. He apologized about a million times over. I giggled and rolled my eyes once more as I began to wipe my shirt. Oh my god. Could this be more embarrassing?  Shawn just watches me as I wiped down my soaked shirt. He tried to help until he realized that he was basically wiping down my boobs. He blushed when I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Heh, sorry," you giggled at him and shook your head. He was so adorable. Not just the way he looked, no doubt he looked incredible,  but the way he stammered sometimes or scratched his head, or even the cute smile that played on his lips every time his eyes shifted downward.

"I don't think, it's gonna get any better than this," I sighed, inspecting the top.

He looked down at it again. His eyes may have lingered for longer than a second, but I didn't care. I'm one of those girls who are super comfortable in their own skin. He looked back up at me.

"Come on," he said walking away from me. I threw my hands up but followed him anyway. We walked around half the stadium until we got to the merchandise store. I laughed as he held up a baby pink bra with the words Harry Styles on the front.

Who would buy those? He flung it on the table then held up two shirts.

"Black, or white?" He asked. I tapped my chin. On one hand, it was summer and the white would look cuter with my outfit. But the black one looks better and will stop my still soaking bra from making a reappearance. I opted for the black.

I offered to pay but Shawn wouldn't have it. He's kinda pushy. But cute pushy. I don't even know what that means. As we were walking back to the concert, Shawn bought me another coke as well. I thanked him and we entered the stadium. Harry was talking to some girl in the crowd who looked like she was about to burst into tears. I looked over to my friends, who were making kissy faces at me. Wow, maturity levels. I giggled, they obviously didn't realize it was THE SHAWN MENDES.

"Um, my friends are calling me" I pointed over my shoulder. He looked up and waved as they stared, shockingly, at him. He hugged me goodbye. I turned and hoped up to the steps.

Vanessa and Grace gave me a minute then hit me with questions. I laughed as I answered all of them. When Harry began singing my favorites song on his album, Two Ghosts, we lapsed into silence. Grace and Vanessa, ballroom danced with each other. Well, way to make me feel like a third wheel. I knew tagging along would be a bad idea, but it's Harry Styles! So you can't blame me.

Grace peeked over Ness' shoulder. Shorty.

"Guess who's staring at Y/N" she sing-songed. I followed her gaze up to the box seats. I was confused, until I caught Shawn staring right back at me. I giggled at his red face, then waved. He couldn't believe he got caught. He was still staring at me. Then he smiled and waved back sheepishly. I smilied band turned back to the girls. They wiggled their eyes at me.

The rest of the concert went by rather fast. Vanessa, Grace and I were on our way out when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Shawn.

The girls, turned their heads towards us but when they saw i t was Shawn they linked arms and walked towards the exit.

"Hi," He said.

"Hey," I replied. I held my elbow.

"Um, I just realised, I don't even know your name!"

"Oh, it's Y/N,"

"Well, Y/N i think you're beautiful, so will you go out with me?"
He asked. He rocked on his heels.

I smiled and nodded at him

"Wait, seriously?!" He asked shocked. I nodded again.

He leaned in. I don't know why i thought he was going to kiss me, maybe because my face was centimeters away from his. But he looked directly into my Y/E/C eyes. Then he grinned. He slid a paper into my hands.

"Call me," He smiled. He pressed a kiss to your cheek and walked away.

BEST DAY EVER!!!

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This sucks, I'm sorry.