Shawn Mendes Imagines

I Love You

Y/n's P.O.V.

I walked through the halls, making my way to my next class. I enter the classroom and sat on my assigned seat.

As the professor came and started the lecture for today.... I felt someone poke my forearm with a pencil. I turned around and saw.... him.

"What?" I asked, annoyed.

"Are still mad?" He asked as I didn't respond. "I'll take that as a yes."

I rolled my eyes as I focused on the lecture again.

"Can you atleast talk to me, please?"

"Just hear me out."

"Y/nnnnnnnnn,"

"Mr. Mendes!" I heard the professor shout, angrily as his voice startled me.
"Y/l/n and Mendes, detention after school!"

"Oh great," I mumbled, sarcastically as I glared at Shawn. He smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry," Shawn muttered quietly to me as I rolled my eyes.

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After school......

"Can't this day get any worse?" I mumbled.

"Lauren could be joining us in this room," I heard Shawn answer as I clenched my jaw.

"Don't even mention thta girl's name, you idiot," I growled.

"How many times do I have to tell you," He sighed before continuing. "Me. And. Lauren. Are. Nothing."

"Didn't seem like it at the party last night, Mendes," I mumbled.

"Look, I get that you're upset and you do have a right to be upset, but please let me explain my side?" He asked.

I sighed as I nodded.

"I should've pushed Lauren away and I should've avoided her rather than letting her take advantage of me. I just didn't want to be rude cause it was her party..... but that's not really a great excuse cause I shouldn't have forced you to go with me. And I shouldn't have accepted her invitation," He said, looking down. "I get it if you're still mad at me, but I just really wanted you to hear my side. I'm sorry, Y/n."

"No....." I sighed. "It was my fault too. I shouldn't have over acted about what happened last night. But... I just wanted to ask, why did you even wanted to go to the party anyways? I know you're not the type to go on those things."

"I.. umm...." He nervously scratched the back of his neck.

"Shawn...." I said, motioning him to answer my question.

"I heard you liked bad boys...." He said, embarrassed. "I know that we're already in a relationship with each other, but I was just afraid that you'll get bored of me and find someone else...."

"Aww, honey," I said, chuckling. "I hate you."

"Wha--why?" He asked, hurt.

"I hate you, you're too cute," I huffed. "That's honestly the cutest thing I've ever heard."

"Really?" He asked, blushing.

"Yep," I laughed.

"I love you," He blurted out as I froze.

We weren't saying those words yet, considering that we've only been dating for like, 6 weeks? Yeah.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

"No, no.. It's just, it shocked me, y'know?" I chuckled.

I saw as his eyes were filled with worry and panic.

"I love you too," I blurted out too as he smiled.

He smiled widely and kissed me on the cheek.

"But I still hate you for getting me in detention, though."

"Shut up, you love meee."

"Indeed, I do, Mendes."