Shawn Mendes Imagines

You Have To Leave

~Y/n's P.O.V.~

I ignore the disgusting looks that other students give me as I walk down the hallway, ready to go home. Another day of hell.

Today has been the worst. Actually.... every day of my life is the worst. I get bullied.. I get ignored..... I get betrayed... I can't count on anyone to call my friend.

I got home as I saw my parents drinking wine at the kitchen, chatting.

"Hey, mom," I tried to smile. "Hey, dad."

They didn't hear me as they continued to talk about work.

I sighed as I went upstairs to my room. I pulled out my phone and played one of Shawn Mendes' song, Treat You Better, as I put on my earphones and went to sleep.

"Woah, where am I?" I looked around as I noticed that I was inside a church.

"Hey, you're Y/n, right?" I heard a familiar voice ask as I turned around to see the one and only, Shawn Mendes.

"Oh... you're S-shawn Mendes..." I gasped.

"Yeah, you know me?" He asked, smiling.

"Who doesn't?" I smiled too.

"Well, not be mean or anything... but.. What are you doing here?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Actually, I don't really know either," I shrugged.

"Do you want me to show you around for a little bit?" He asked as he offered his hand.

"What's there to lose?" I smiled.

"Nothing," He said, smiling.

"Then okay," I said as I held his hand and he pulled me outside of the church and we explored the place.

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"Well, I guess this is goodbye," I said, smiling sadly as me and Shawn came back to the church.

"Aw, don't be sad," He smiled. "You can always go back."

"How?" I asked.

"The same way you got here earlier," He said. "That's how."

"So I just sleep?" I asked.

"You use your imagination," He said.

"Oh, okay," I nodded. "How do I get back home, though?"

"You go through that door," He said as he pointed something behind me.

I turned around as I saw a door that wasn't there before.

"Is that safe?" I asked.

"Do you trust me?" He asked.

"Huh?" I asked.