Shawn Mendes Imagines

It's Not What It Looks Like

Shawn's Point Of View:
"Come on honey it'll be fun, cheer up," I say to my girlfriend, rubbing my hand on her knee.

"Parties are literally the center of drama, Shawn, it's not going to be fun," she replies sarcastically.

"Then you have nothing to worry about then, this is basically just a friendly gathering," I smirk.

"Oh really?" she asks, rolling her eyes. "Then why did John call it the party of the century?"

"Because he's John Mayer, and that's what he does," I say, smiling but keeping my gaze averted to the road ahead.

"Shawn, you're lying," she accuses. "Camila will be there, Ed will be there, Justin Timberlake will be there, Khalid, John, of course, Taylor, Hailee, Ariana, Normani, it's a party."

"Exactly, Camila, Hailee, and Taylor know you, you'll be fine," I reply. "I guarantee as soon as you have a few drinks you'll never want to leave."

She groans, and falls silent for the rest of the 15 minute car ride. Once we pull into John's driveway, I open my door and run out, racing to the other side to open Y/N's door.

"Wow, such a gentleman," she laughs.

"I try to be."

We walk up to the front door and knock. About 2 minutes later we hear a faint yell and we open the door.

Well duh. It's unlocked for a little while. John moved locations.

As soon as we walk inside we're blasted with smells of alcohol, sweat, and food.

"Shawn, I really don't like this," she says, looking around nervously.

I pull her aside.

"Hun, are you okay?" I ask.

"No," she replies, breathing heavily.

Crud. She's having a panic attack.

"Shh, honey, calm down, I got you," I coo, picking her up and bringing her to the bathroom for privacy.

She's shaking, and I don't want to leave her side, but I need to grab a drink for her to help calm her down.

"Sweetheart, I'm going downstairs to grab a cup of juice, don't open the door for anyone, even Camila."

She doesn't respond, but I leave anyway, because I know she's listening.

Y/N's Point Of View:
Shawn left to grab something, I don't remember what though. I slowly calm down, knowing the whole party can't come in here. I sit on the toilet seat, waiting for Shawn to come back. Normally getting a juice box or a cup of juice would take 3 minutes, but after 10 Shawn's still not back yet. So I decide to go out into the party to find him. The door isn't even open a crack when I hear voices.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bathroom," a voice I recognize as Shawn's says.

"With a juice box?" the other voice says oddly.

"Yeah, and I need to give it to my girlfriend."

"Just, forget about her for a moment, and remember when we were together," the voice says soothingly.

What?

I open the door wider, so it's open all the way. Shawn must be in the stairway, which is over on the other side of the wall.

"How about I forget about you forever?" Shawn replies, getting angry.

"How about no?" the girl replies. "Just forget about Y/N for a few moments, and remember what it was like to kiss me instead."

"I forgot what that felt like," Shawn says without emotion.

"Then how about I refresh your memory," the voice replies.

Silence. Angered, I run over to where the voices were coming from. I gasp, they're kissing. Shawn pushes the girl away, I can't see her face. He looks at me.

"Y/N!"

"Really, Shawn, I thought you were better than that," I scold, pushing past them and running towards the kitchen.

"Camila can I borrow your car?" I ask the brunette.

"Uh, sure, I thought Shawn..." she trails off, catching on and giving me her keys.

"Thanks so much," I reply, running to the front door.

"Y/N!" he shouts again, chasing after me.

I run outside, calling out a 'thank you for having me' and slam the door in Shawn's face. Pacing my feet, I find Camila's car and sit in the front seat, putting my head in my hands. I see Shawn outside, looking upset, but he doesn't know I'm in her car.

"Why would he cheat on me?" I ask aloud.

Most of the girls I rattled off earlier were in the kitchen with John and the guys. But I didn't see Hailee.

"Shawn cheated on me with Hailee!" I gasp.

"Y/N!" I hear Shawn shout. "I didn't kiss back, I pushed her away, I didn't like it, it's not what it looks like!"

I honk the horn. He looks over at Camila's car and sprints over, opening the passenger side and sitting down. I look away, tears still streaming down my face.

"Y/N, it really wasn't what you saw," he says. "I didn't kiss her back, I swear."

"Shawn," I croak.

"Y/N, I would never cheat on you, you know that? I only have eyes for you, no one else."

"Shawn, H-hailee kissed you. You let her do it," I whimper.

"I didn't have a chance to react, she just did it," he replies earnestly.

"Do you still love me?" I ask, starting to lose my breath again.

"Yes, of course, I love you with all my heart Y/N," he replies, hugging me.

I start having an anxiety attack right then and there. Shawn notices and pulls me into his lap, rocking me back and forth while kissing my forehead.

"S-shawn... I... I love y-you," I stutter, leaning into his chest.

"I love you too."
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Hi lovelies! Back with another chapter yay! This one is a little longer, just under 1000 words. Hope you enjoyed!
XO,
Mackenzie