NO ANGEL ★彡 S. MENDES

𝐓𝐄𝐍.

shawn peter raul mendes.

it was raining on the morning of shawn's toronto concert. it was the last show on his world tour and he was bummed at the bad weather and him being the person he was, took it as a sign that the show wouldn't go well tonight. so when he left his condo at seven am and got the call from andrew that he would have a surprise special guest performing with him today he could only groan because that meant more time rehearsing. as much as shawn loved performing, he absolutely hated rehearsals. it was always boring and a little awkward singing to a brick wall or twenty thousand empty seats.

"who is this mystery guest?" shawn asked, putting his phone on speaker as he entered his car and turned on the engine.

"guess," andrew said, much to shawn's annoyance.

"i don't know, camila?" shawn hopelessly guessed.

after shawn and camila broke up, andrew wanted to keep the friends act alive. he made them go to the studio together to try and make a 'i know what you did last summer 2.0' but whenever the two were forced together into that situation, it always ended up with too many awkward silences and shawn writing half a song while camila sat on her phone. andrew also wanted the two trying to interact on social media and taking photos if they were at the same event which always ended in the same awkwardness. shawn remembered when her solo music came out, the were so obviously about him and when he told andrew this, he told shawn to tweet her complimenting those songs which he did (much to his displeasure) and to make it even more awkward, andrew made her fly out to shawn's show in amsterdam to perform them with him.

"lucky for you, no," andrew's voice came through the speaker, "it's eleanor. and lucky for you, she's an amazing performer so you won't have to worry too much."

"i swear she doesn't do collabs," shawn questioned, making a left turn.

"i know, but chris called saying that she would."

"wow," was all shawn could say.

was it possible that eleanor actually wanted to do this with shawn? because she actually somewhat respected him as an artist? shawn had no idea but when they first met at the photoshoot, she seemed to know all the words to treat you better. yes, that's because it's played on the radio all the time mendes.

shawn drove on and then asked, "what song?"

"her song, american, followed by there's nothing holding me back and it's a wrap."

"okay, bye," shawn said before hanging up.

shawn then picked up his phone and went to his apple music and searched for eleanor's name and picked out her latest album and started playing 'american' and listened to the gentle piano at the beginning along with the subtle strings. then it was her voice, her oh so gorgeous voice that would make your jaw drop in astonishment because it was truly heaven on earth. and the fact that this was a love song made it seem even more ethereal. shawn had never been in love, but if he ever was, he thought that it would feel like this song.

had eleanor ever been in love?

the question popped in his mind before he could even stop himself. but it was an interesting one. shawn remembered watching an interview and eleanor said that she never wrote about her own life but instead wrote about characters or people she knew. but shawn remembered looking at that smile and seeing how fake and forced it was and the lyrics seemed a little too personal to be someone else's emotions.

and she was so cold to him, she didn't want him to get to know her. maybe because she had loved someone before but it had ended in a messy break up? shawn had absolutely no idea but the entire idea of eleanor and love plagued his mind while he drove and it took a very angry driver's honking to get him out of the clouds. so when he came out of his little fantasy, he drove quickly to the arena to meet the angel he knew so little about.

he drove into the car park and quickly jumped out and headed into the artist's entrance and checked in and went to find andrew but was instead faced with the sight of miss eleanor kavinsky.

the scene from that night at the photoshoot popped into his head when he saw the packet of cigarettes poking out of her bag. "hey," he said as something suddenly occurred to him.

eleanor kavinsky was truly no angel.

a/n - i love fifth harmony's cover of american wow my girl lauren sounds amazing also i feel like the plot of this is going nowhere at the moment but shit's going to happen soon - trust me!