In honor of Shawn getting nominated TWO times at the Grammy's, here is an imagine inspired by it!
"And the nominees for, 'Song Of The Year' are This Nobody, This Person Sucks, Overplayed Trash Song, Don't Listen To That.... and Shawn Mendes!"
"What? I— I'm nominated?!?!"
"Yes, you are Shawn! I can't believe this," you excitedly tell your boyfriend.
Tears escape his eyes and you eagerly hug him, planting kisses all over his face.
"You deserve this Shawn," Andrew says, congratulating him.
Everyone in the room gives Shawn a hug and praises him on his first nomination.
"Wait— there's still more awards to be announced, you could have more Shawn!"
"I doubt that— I don't think—"
"And nominees for 'Best Pop Vocal Album' are Shawn Mendes...."
"Oh my fucking lord," he says, "I need a moment."
Everyone in the room jumps and cheers for Shawn while he sits down, rubbing his forehead as he slowly breathes.
"Are you okay?" You ask, sitting down beside him.
"I'm not okay.... I AM FANTASTIC!!!" He yells, jumping from his seat and yelling at everyone that he got nominated.
"Woah," you say and his band mates agree, claiming that they've never seen Shawn this excited before.
"Get some drinks out! Let's celebrate!"
"Shawn, you're not at the legal drinking age in the United States, you can't."
"Aw, way to ruin the mood. Well, get me something to drink, whatever it is."
Andrew nods and leaves the room to go find something to drink for Shawn.
Shawn smiles and tells you, "I can't believe this. How can this be?"
"You've worked so hard for this Shawn, finally your work is being appreciated by the Grammy's."
Andrew returns with a glass in his hands, handing it to Shawn and says, "this is apple cider."
Shawn laughs as Andrew winks, meaning that it's clearly not apple cider.
"Drink up, Shawn," you encourage him.
He takes a long sip and shakes his head with excitement when he finishes the drink. He gives you a kiss but you pull away.
"Shawn, you have alcohol breath, no thanks."
"Make an exception babe. For this moment. Let's go celebrate somewhere by ourselves," he says, smirking at you.
"Fine. Just this once because you got nominated twice, this will not happen all the time!"
"Mhm, sure babe."
He holds your hand, leading you away from the crowded room and takes you into a small, private room.
"This is nice," you say.
"It is," he agrees, then he unbuttons his shirt, and throws it to the ground.
"Wow," you simply comment, taking in the sight of his abs.
He doesn't respond and instead pulls you in for a long kiss.
Who else is excited that Shawn got nominated?! I know I am! He deserves this and I really hope he wins ❤️
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
FanfictionImagines on the talented musician that has stolen the hearts of many with his soulful singing, Shawn Mendes. Requests can be made! 12/27/19: 200K Reads
