Shawn Mendes Imagines

Hungry Cat

You have a cat name Meownce (me/ounce)

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This weekend I was going to go home and visit my family. I hadn't seen them in forever and their hotel was about an hour way.

I moved to Toronto last year, and my parent was back in (Y/C). I was rushing to leave the apartment.

"Okay, phone, keys, wallet. CHECK. Hair, makeup, outfit. CHECK." I ticked off things in my head as I ran around my condo.

I looked at myself one more time in the mirror, then sighed. I was about to open the door and Meownce, my love, and joy jumped off the couch. I face-palmed myself. My cat and I are basically the same, if you leave us alone, we go slightly bonkers. It wouldn't be a surprise if I came back, and the couch was in pieces.

I growled at myself and called my mom. After an eternity of monotonous beeps, she picked up.

"Hi, Darling. You on your way? Are you safe? Did something happen?" She grew worried. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"No, mum. I'm fine, but I'm gonna be a little late. I forgot to get a cat-sitter for Meownce." I walk over to the fridge and grab an apple.

"Just call, Dean. I'm sure he'll do it." She says. Dean was my boyfriend of 2 months. We literally broke up 2 days ago. Neither of us thought it was going anywhere, so we called it off.

"Actually, we kinda broke up..." I trailed off.

"What! Honey, are you alright?!"

"Yes. Yes. I'm fine. I promise I will talk to you later. I need to find someone to look after Meownce."

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I look over to the couch and Meownce disappeared! My eyes dart to the door and to see that I left it open. 

Oh shit!

 I ran through the halls calling my cats to name. Taking quick right turns and bumping into Mrs.McJones, who hated my guts. I ran to the elevators where I saw some dude pick up my cat. My eyes widened.

HE'S TRYING TO STEAL MY CAT!

If you know anything about me, then you know I LOVE MY CAT. If I was Taylor Swift, he would be my Olivia.

So, I think what I did next was justified. Despite the man being 6-foot-something and fit as hell, I ran and tackled him to the ground. Just before I ran into him he turned around with a scared look on his face.

That's right. I'm the crazy cat lady.

When we impacted he let out a grunt and fell to the floor. The wind got knocked out of him and he began to cough. I lifted myself up and grabbed my cat.

The guy held his side and moaned in pain. The guys rocked back and forth before he sat up and looked at me like I was crazy. He brushed his curly brown hair out of his eyes, that's when I recognized him.

Shawn Mendes. I gapped at him like a fish as he tried to stand up. He jumped up, and he towered over me.

I tried to speak but all that came out was a little squeak. He looked really confused-and in pain.

Y/N! You talk to yourself constantly and NOW you're speechless.

I slapped myself in the head. "I AM SO SORRY! I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO ME! I JUST SAW YOU PICK UP MY CAT AND I JUST THOUGHT, 'OMG THAT CREEPY MAN IS GONNA STEAL MY CAT' THEN I SAW THAT IT WAS YOU AND I WAS LIKE 'THAT'S SHAWN MENDES AND HE'S LIKE THE NICEST GUY EVER, HE WOULDN'T STEAL MY CAT' WOULD YOU?!"

He looked at me confused again. I just swallowed, "I'm sorry." I winced and turned around ready to run- I never run- back to my condo.

"Wait!" He said and he grabbed my hand that wasn't still holding my fat white cat.

I turned around, I didn't know he was so close. OH MY GOD SHAWN MENDES IS HOLDING MY HAND!!!  He grinned and stepped away when he saw my red cheeks.

"I'm Shawn." He introduced.

"I know who you are, everyone does," I said still in shock of who as standing in front of me.

"I'm Y/N. This is Meownce." I introduce my cat who looks at Shawn with a blank face but purrs in my arms.

"Sorry, I tackled you." I apologized again.

"It's okay, honey. I understand."

OMG SHAWN MENDES JUST CALLED ME HONEY. SHUT UP. NO. NO WAY.

"Yeah, it's just, my cat is like my child so when I saw you lift him I didn't really think."

He laughed at me. Then pet my cat, "Hi, Meownce," he grinned tickling her neck. She leaped out of my hands and circled Shawn's legs. 

SHE DOESN'T EVEN DO THAT TO ME!

"He likes you," I giggled. 

He smiled and knelled down to pet her, "So, why was he even roaming the halls?"

"Oh well, I was about to leave, so the door was open and he escaped." i muttered embarrassed. I bent down to his level. "Well um, what are you doing here?" i asked him. He looked at me confused then smiled.

"I live here. Apartment (idk) 2204" He stated simply.