Shawn Mendes Imagines

Speak Now

I let out a shaky breath as I flattened my dress.

"Go on Y/N, you can do this." My best friend Taylor said to me. I was still sitting in her car gathering my thoughts- or trying not to break down, whatever you want to call it. We were currently outside the church, and I was very emotional, it's not every day you see your best friend/the love of your life get married to someone else.

"He doesn't want me here, Tay. I didn't even get an invite. Brian had to tell me he was getting married. I don't think I can do this." I said almost in tears.

She scoffed and shook her head unbelievingly, "Puh-lease, Y/N Shawn is in love with you, I can see it, you can see it, HIS MOTHER SEES IT!! I'm a 100% sure you not getting an invite had something to do with that monkey-with-a-fetish-for-pink-lips." She persuaded, referring to Marissa, Shawn's-Fiance. My heart squeezed saying those words, but unfortunately, they were the truth. I thanked her for the ride, let out a deep breath and open the door, stepping out into the warm summer air.

June. What a perfect time for a wedding. I scoffed and walked into the church silently. I met Brian at the gate. He seemed shocked to see me.

"Y/N, What? I thought you weren't coming?!" He said giving me a hug. I hugged him back but then stepped away in confusion.

"What are you talking about. I would never miss Shawns wedding. I've known him forever and as much as it kills me, of course, I'm here for him." I said obviously. My heart was beating out of my chest.

"That's what I thought, right? But Marissa said you weren't coming and you didn't want Shawn to contact you anymore." My jaw fell to the ground. "SHE SAID WHAT! THAT BI-" I was cut off when Marissa's mother cleared her throat. She and the 3 bridesmaids were dressed in yellow and blue pastel dresses. I almost burst out laughing, but Brian pulled me into one of the rooms. And the anger for that @#$% returned.

"Y/N, I know you are upset right now," He put his hands on my shoulder trying to keep me from ripping that stupid white dress into shreds.

"Shawn is about to marry someone he does not love, and he does not deserve that. No one does. Everyone has tried to talk to him. You are his last hope. He loves you as much as you love him."

"Of course, I love him! He's my best friend!", I scream.

"You know that's not what I meant,"

I looked down sadly. I knew exactly what he meant. I just-- I guess I am now trying to move on. Starting with not admitting my feelings for him. Eventually, they will just disappear.

"I am not the kind of girl who should be-" I begin to speak but am interrupted by Marrisa shrill voice. 

"Shut up, Beth! You can hold it! I'm about to get married!" She yelled at a bridesmaid. I stared at her dress. My hand flew up to my mouth to contain my gaffs. The gown was shaped like a pastry and a ridiculous off-white color.  Brian grabbed me by the arm and pulled me behind a curtain. He too was trying so hard to contain his laughs. 

We were on the groom side of the aisle until someone pushed me to the brides' side. I ducked behind people trying to hide from Shawn. The red dress was not helping my 'camouflage' character well. I wanted to walk back over but the organ starts to play and the doors open. I freaked out and ran back to the bench. 

I stood alongside everyone else, my eyes heartbreakingly watching Marissa walk down the aisle. She looked like a pageant queen but compiled with the organ, the dress, and the bridesmaids, it looked awfully similar to a death march. I swallowed and blinked back the tears. She reached the altar and places her hands in Shawns. I balled my hands into a fist, but it immediately released when I looked at Shawn. 

He seemed empty like he was just the shell of himself. Light concealer covered his dark circles and his hair looked disheveled, and not in the usual way. He seemed sad. Throughout the ceremony, Marrisa happily chirped her vows a complete contrast to Shawn who had the face of a boy whose toys got taken away. He stared straight ahead while rattling off the words with no emotion whatsoever. I hated seeing Shawn like that. It was like a knife to the heart, the fact that I couldn't run up and hug him just one last time.  My heart felt like it was going to burst through my chest. I didn't know if I needed to scream, smile, or cry. 

I look over at Brian who has a sullen look on his face. Next to him sat Geoff, Ian, and Cameron. They all looked back at me and smirked. Those boys just want some drama to happen. Cameron looked at my dress, raised an eyebrow and playfully winked. I rolled my eyes, a ghost of a smile on my lips. 

I look back at the altar and hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace," I looked at everyone in the room. 

'STAND UP! SOMEONE STAND UP!! PLEASE!' my head screamed almost in tears.

There's a silence.  I looked at Shawn. He seemed miserable. I had to.

 It was my last chance.

Just as the preacher was about to start. I stood up with shaking hands. All eyes move to me. Marissa glare burned holes in my face. I just shook my head. 

I could do this, for Shawn. For me...

I looked up, the moment I met his eyes, I saw it. A little spark of excitement. I bit my lips to stop from smiling. I could only remember one thing at that moment.

FLASHBACK

"SHAWN! SHAWN" I yelled in my high-pitched 12-year-old voice. He came running out wiping his hands on his jeans. He took a look at my tear-stained face. 

"What happened?" He asked worriedly. "Derek said that I was ugly and stupid and that you were only friends with me because of sympathy." I cried. He gasped and hugged me.

"Hey, Derek is stupid if he thinks you're the stupid one, okay? I love you, You're my bestest friend ever," I sniffled and giggled. 

"That's not a word, silly." He smiled at me, and before I  had time to blink our lips came in contact with each other. My first kiss.

End Of Flashback.

I lost control of my mouth. I had planned the words perfectly in my head but I decided to let my heart say what it thought needed to be said, "Shawn Mendes. I met you when we were 6. We began 'dating' when we were 7. We had our first kiss at 12," He wide smile broke onto his face. 

"Now, at 23. You're about to marry someone else." I gestured to Marissa, "But before you do... if you do. I need you to know that I love you." Gasps erupted throughout the church. Marissa was fuming. Her face was as red as a tomato, and everyone knows how much Shawn likes tomatoes...

I continued speaking, "If there is even the tiniest speck of love you have for me...you know where to meet me." 

I never broke eye contact once. 

I backed away slowly. Shot Brian a wink, and ran up the red-carpeted aisle. 

Hoping this time he would come after me...

BAHAHAHAHAH I LEFT IT AS A CLIFFHANGER. 7 votes and I'll post a part 2!!!

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Tiya.