Shawn Mendes Imagines

Cheesy

Y/n's P.O.V.

I was making a mug of coffee for myself when Shawn walked in.

"Are you French? Because Eiffel for you," He said, smirking at me as I snorted.

"Oh really? Pick up lines? What more do ya got, Mendes?" I laughed.

"Do you know any good bakeries around? Cause I'd love to have a cutie pie like you," He said.

I laughed.

"Oh my god, stop," I said.

"Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk past you again?" He asked as he couldn't contain to laugh at himself too.

"Lame but cute," I smiled.

"Shut up, my pick up lines saved me from our first date," He said, wrapping his arms around my waist as I put mine around his neck.

"After the date, you said I'll give you a kiss, if you don't like it, you can return it.." I laughed at the memory.

"And look where we are now," He joked, gesturing to us both.

We both laughed.

"Hey, y/n?" He asked.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"Do you have a sunburn or are you always this hot?" He asked.

"Shut up,"

"You must be tired cause you've been running through my mind all day,"

"Omg, seriously, stop,"

"Aww..."

"........."

"You can always call me nemo---"

"SHAWN, NOT THAT ONE!"

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